Reality leaves a lot to the imagination.

I'm half living my life between reality and fantasy at all times.

When reality looks too ugly, fantasize.

I know we make our own reality, and we always have a choice, but how much is preordained? Is there always a fork in the road, and are there two preordained paths that are equally preordained? There could be hundreds of paths where one could go this way or that way -- there's a chance, and it's very strange sometimes.

A dream you dream alone is only a dream. A dream you dream together is reality.

Reality is wrong. Dreams are for real.