I came to an important realization today. I learned that a person isn't aware of how valuable something is until he or she loses it. This is true for anything.
Maybe Thomas Hobbes was right. Maybe humans are naturally selfish. Only when you lose in life do you understand what is truly important. Otherwise, it's like the human eye is covered, causing it to be blind, until reality reveals the truth and throws it in your face. Maybe it's humans who conceal the truth because of the desire to ignore it and focus on the sweet dreams that can be seen when reality is asleep. Maybe we don't want to see how cruel life truly is so we isolate ourselves from its thorns.
Being realistic is what is rational, but being realistic all the time kills the soul, for the human heart thrives on hope for all that is good. Victor Hugo once said, "The human soul has still greater need of the ideal than of the real. It is by the real that we exist; it is by the ideal that we live." This is very true indeed. We exist in reality, but flourish in the happy thoughts that flow though the mind.
Here is another quote that can express my point:
"The best thing about dreams is that fleeting moment, when you are between asleep and awake, when you don't know the difference between reality and fantasy, when for just that one moment you feel with your entire soul that the dream is reality, and it really happened."
Unfortunately, I don't know who said this, but whoever did is very right. There are times when one wishes we lived in a world where only those happy dreams exist. However, we don't and the only option we have is to deal with it. Otherwise, life won't go on and everyone will be stuck inside, looking out the window and watching life pass by without being able to do anything...