Quotes About Hallucination

Now that the book is finished, I know that this was not a hallucination, a sort of professional malady, but the confirmation of something I already suspected—folktales are real.

the illusion of a group hallucination is achieved through the following mechanisms: expectation, anticipation, suggestion, and cross-infection that can begin prior to the hallucination, operate during the experience, and continue to modify the memories of the participants long afterward.

For a moment, as his arm touched mine, he was a creature of flesh and blood, but the next he was a hallucination again, a figment of the imagination stalking down the hallway as heedless of me as ghosts, in their shadowy

Budapest is a prime site for dreams: the East's exuberant vision of the West, the West's uneasy hallucination of the East. It is a dreamed-up city; a city almost completely faked; a city invented out of other cities, out of Paris by way of Vienna — the imitation, as Claudio Magris has it, of an imitation.

I've been frozen solid against the wall in Mazzo's, staring at my index finger for a couple of hours, when my dead brother Morton shows up. He does that literally. I mean, I look down on one side and see him coming up through the floor. Nothing special about that. People have been showing up through the floor all evening. They pop up and mushroom in bursts, clumps of people that explode and disappear. In the Mazzo theme park it's another of those acid nights.

It was like every attitude or action which reveals a man's deep and hidden character; they bear no relation to what he has previously said, and we cannot confirm our suspicions by the culprit's evidence, for he will admit nothing; we are reduced to the evidence of our own senses, and we ask ourselves, in the face of this detached and incoherent fragment of recollection, whether indeed our senses have not been the victims of a hallucination...

If you've never seen an elephant ski, then you've never been on acid.

Memory creates a hallucination of the past, desire creates a hallucination of the future.

But this wasn't a memory ghost/hallucination, which meant it was still a statistically unlikely coincidence, and that was Ã¢â'¬Â¦ statistically unlikely.

The woman held out a hand to Chloe. "Name's Kitty." "This is a very vivid hallucination," Chloe told her. "And that's Jack… short for jackass," Kitty continued as if Chloe hadn't spoken.

Actually, I do happen to resemble a hallucination. Kindly note my silhouette in the moonlight." The cat climbed into the shaft of moonlight and wanted to keep talking but was asked to be quiet. "Very well, I shall be silent," he replied, "I shall be a silent hallucination.

The electric light in the classroom, contrasting with the immensity of the darkness outside, gave us an atavistic sentiment of intimacy, of shelter, such as primitive man must have experienced in his cave. The world became small, and it was easy to be alive. I recall that it was during one of those evenings that I had my first hallucination, about which there isn't a lot to say and nor can I find an explanation for.