‘[…] that famous thing called reality, to which one can get closer and closer, but never close enough, because reality knows how to slip away behind an infinite series of footsteps, levels of perception, false soundings. In the long run, reality turns out to be inextinguishable, unreachable. One can find out more and more about it, but never everything. But even so it’s advisable to try to find out a little more, because in certain investigations surprises can occasionally occur.’
Enrique Vila-Matas, Dublinesque (trans. Rosalind Harvey and Anne McLean)
Time's Flow Stemmed 
Beautiful!
Interesting. I say that reality is that which is right in front of you. And that this stuff that is fleeting and that you can never grasp and, all that stuff that is supposedly outside of knowing… I think it’s just part of being a real human