Quotes About Fantasy

Sometimes, Johannes would pop his head in the filing room and ask, Need anything? 'Yes. I would like you to ravage me here on the floor and swear your undying love to me.'No. Thanks. I'm good.

Next I know, I'll be calling myself the queen of Romania and wandering down the lane wearing my bed linens for a cape.

Every girl was once a prinsess

Dreams are gateways to the other worlds.

Dreams are the shadow self let loose.

Dr. Purchase, the closest likeness to a flesh-and-blood Walter Mitty Logan had ever met

Si una mujer con el aspecto de la Venus de Praxíteles se hubiese apeado de una fuente para sentarse en mi regazo, ataviada un par de sandalias de fantasía y una sonrisa, la habría apartado y me habría alejado para rumiar a solas.

But there is a vital difference between them which Charles Lamb saw so clearly in his defense of the sanity of true genius: "The ... poet dreams being awake. He is not possessed by his subject but he has dominion over it." That is the whole difference: the poet is in command of his fantasy, while it is exactly the mark of the neurotic that he is possessed by his fantasy.

We've been proceeding so long on the plane of consciousness, we don't realize we are spiritual beings. Our minds, our senses, and the society around us all say, "Come on, you're getting into fantasy.

Most people like to live in illusions.

The purpose of existence is to exist. It is too fantastic to have a meaning.

Holiness on earth is a spiritual fantasy.

They say the first World Series is the one you remember most. No, no no. I guarantee you don't remember that one because the fantasy world you always dreamed about is suddenly real.

The baby sits in front of MTV watching violent fantasies, while Dad guzzles beer with his favorite sport only to find his heroes all coked up.

Have you seen a blowfish driving a sports car?

Imagination is everything

Ljubav je imbecilna izvesnost pomo?u koje naša fantazija stvara verodostojnu utvaru.

The trouble with fiction, said John Rivers, is that it makes too much sense. Reality never makes sense.

A society, most of whose members spend a great part of their time, not on the spot, not here and now and in the calculable future, but somewhere else, in the irrelevant other worlds of sport and soap opera, of mythology and metaphysical fantasy, will find it hard to resist the encroachments of those who would manipulate and control it.

The trouble with fiction is that it makes too much sense, whereas reality never makes sense.

The word 'escape' was suggestive

The soma tablets within reach of her hand -- there she remained, and yet wasn't there at all, was all the time away, infinitely far away, on holiday.

The story of drug-taking constitutes one of the most curious and also, it seems to me, one of the most significant chapters in the natural history of human beings. Everywhere and at all times, men and women have sought, and duly found, the means of taking a holiday from the reality of their generally dull and often acutely unpleasant existence. A holiday out of space, out of time, in the eternity of sleep and ecstasy, in the heaven or the limbo of visionary phantasy.

Take a holiday from reality whenever you like, and come back without so much as a headache or a mythology.