Quotes About Fantasy

The more a man dreams, the less he believes.

Hollywood isn't a place, it's a way of life.

I'm a GM in fantasy basketball and I'm a GM on PlayStation, so on PlayStation I probably would have got a little more, but this is real life, so I don't know.

I like to maintain a certain sense of fantasy in my life.

All the fantasy writers I know have a way of dwelling on their own fears and phobias. A writer spends his life being his own psychiatrist.

Playing baseball is not real life. It's a fantasy world... It's a dream come true.

People have freaked out when I tell them that my dragons are scientifically based... what else can you call a genetically engineered life form?

It's fun to pretend you're good at something you know you wouldn't be good at in real life.

The baseball held was my fantasy of what life offered.

All my originality consists?in giving life in human fashion to beings which are impossible according to the laws of possibility.

One of my fantasies in my life has been that I was granted access with a camera to go back in time, and to film the actual campaign of Alexander crossing into India through Iran and Persia.

Realism is death to me. I cannot stand life as it is.

Fashion is, perhaps by necessity, in a world of its own - one that only rarely overlaps with anything resembling real life. This fantasy and exoticism is part of its appeal, of course.

Life without illusion is a ghostly affair.

I am desperate for attention. But everyone else is too. Everyone has fantasies of fame and greatness. Life for most people is a process of shedding those fantasies.

I think people are interested in anything that's a little bigger than life and that's colorful and - you know, what they like? They like fairy tales for grownups.

It's the reason we go to films and watch television: to escape the mundane nature of life and see another world and see ourselves in that other world. I think that's what sci-fi does so well.

But real life is only one kind of life—there is also the life of the imagination.

From where you are you can hear in Cockle Row in the spring, moonless night, Miss Price, dressmaker and sweetshop-keeper, dream of her lover, tall as the town clock tower, Samson syrup-gold-maned, whacking thighed and piping hot, thunderbolt-bass'd and barnacle-breasted, flailing up the cockles with his eyes like blowlamps and scooping low over her lonely loving hotwaterbottled body.

Because on some level, even though it never turns out to be true, and even though I should know better, I still expect life to be like the movies.

Once you are there, the rest of the universe seems nothing but an unpleasant dream.

I've been a little sad that so many girls love Tommy so much. Hello!?! Tommy Hazard and Prince Charming - neither one exists!

Anyone can escape into sleep, we are all geniuses when we dream, the butcher's the poet's equal there.

It was the hour of unreality.