Quotes About Surreal

When you are in love, reality becomes illusion and illusion become reality.

In our dreams we can have our eggs cooked exactly how we want them, but we can't eat them.

The real news has gotten more surreal and absurd, and my fake news, if you want to call it that, has gotten more plausible. And at some point, those two trend lines crossed.

Flies struggled from her mouth, only to ignite into brilliant golden sparks. Hundreds of them, thousands of them burst from her into their individual pinprick of fire which then was gone for ever, like the distant implosion of a dying star...

Instead of drugs, entire skeletons were being flushed down the john. A lion had escaped from the zoo and been eaten by a child. An old guy had blinded a traffic cop by spitting out a gallstone. A plane had crash-landed on a porn theatre, killing hundreds of lawyers. This very day Beerlight was host to a snipers' convention.

Someone dies when the movies get into your dreams.

I'd fought personal demons and impersonal gods and wandered through buildings that couldn't exist to do impossible things.

If I had my druthers, I would be a brain in a jar, with a burlap skirt around the cart I'm on - I don't attend to my physical being much.

The sky was the color of Edgar Allan Poe's pajamas.

I've had sleep paralysis.

Refusing what Adorno called that 'comfort in the uncomfortable' taken by the fantastic, surrealism seeks to reintegrate man into the universe.

Unreality was swirling all around her like the delirious miasmas

But worse things were about to be found in the bedroom: on the jeweller's wife's ottoman, in a casual pose, sprawled a third party- namely, a black cat of uncanny size, with a glass of vodka in one paw and a fork, on which he had managed to spear a pickled mushroom, in the other. , The Master and Magarita

What is all this? Get him out of here, devil take me!" And that one, imagine, smiles and says: "Devil take you? That, in fact, can be done!" And—bang!

Very well then," replied the guest, and said weightily and distinctly: "Yesterday at Patriarch's Ponds you met with Satan.

Woland silently raised his class and clinked with Margarita. Margarita drank obediently, thinking that this alcohol would be the end of her. But nothing bad happened

The absolute absence of a burden causes man to be lighter than air, to soar into the heights, take leave of the earth and his earthly being, and become only half real, his movements as free as they are insignificant

I love doing my surreal sing-along that had words that no one could follow.

It was more real than anything she'd ever imagined, and she clung to that in the same way that the sky clung to the earth.

And there above all of these shops hung a blood soaked sign: a red hand, the hand of a child that was neither male nor female and yet roused feelings of the most dejected and criminal love

He would have shaved the centaurs, dipped them in honey, covered them with feathers, and hung them up like a bunch of pinatas. I'm just saying. - Warren

Being butchered by monkeys is pretty low on my list of ways to go.

Some dreams really do come true. That said, most dreams are weird as shit.

The brains left inside of his cloven skull splatter across the blacktop like some garish Rorschach painting made from oatmeal.