Quotes About Illusion

There are times when reality is nothing but pain, and to escape that pain the mind must leave reality behind.

No. No es lo mismo la verdad que lo que desearíamos que fuera verdad.

Never fool yourself into perceiving things that don't exist.

I am a myth," Kote said easily, making an extravagant gesture. "A very special kind of myth that creates itself. The best lies about me are the ones I told.

You'd be amazed at how similar arrogance and confidence look at first glance.

I'd grown so accustomed to finding her that now I caught glimpses of her when she wasn't there.

You people are easily confused by the look of things.

So much was so easy. Glamour was second nature. It was just making folk see what they wanted to see. Fooling folk was simple as singing. Tricking folk and telling lies, it was like breathing. But this? Convincing someone of the truth that they were too twisted to see? How could you even begin?

Never fool yourself into perceiving things that don't exist. It's a fine line to walk, but sympathy is not an art for the weak willed." He

But you of all people should realize how thin the line is between the truth and a compelling lie. Between history and an entertaining story.

Let me say one thing before I start. I've told stories in the past, painted pictures with words, told hard lies and harder truths. Once, I sang colors to a blind man. Seven hours I played, but at the end he said he saw them, green and red and gold. That, I think, was easier than this. Trying to make you understand her with nothing more than words. You have never seen her, never heard her voice. You cannot know.

It's a dragon." "It's not a dragon," I said. "There's no such thing as dragons." "Look at it!" she hissed at me. "It's right there! Look at the huge Goddamn dragon!

Your next lesson is this: all women are the same height lying down.

Hay hombres que entran aquí, sonrientes, con los zapatos muy limpios y los calcetines empolvados. Pero cuando se descalzan, sus pies huelen a rayos. Esas son las personas que ocultan cosas. Tienen secretos apestosos e intentan ocultarlos, como intentan ocultar el hedor de sus pies.

Senin fark?na varmas? için yanl?? çalmak zorundaysan, o zaman hiç fark?na varmas?n daha iyi.

el sótano; sí, estás en el sótano de la casa paterna, tú eres un niño, sólo has soñado que eras un adulto, un viejo y asqueroso vigilante en París, pero eres un niño y estás en el sótano de la casa paterna (...)

For people could close their eyes to greatness, to horrors, to beauty, and their ears to melodies or deceiving words. But they couldn't escape scent.

And because people are stupid and use their noses only for blowing, but believe absolutely anything they see with their eyes, they will say it is because this is a girl with beauty and grace and charm.

Reality is bad enough. Why should I tell the truth?

There was no smell, no texture, no temperature to it. It had as much substance as a politician's promise.

Hey, look up there!" he said as he pointed toward the sky. "A flock of turtles." Like a fool, I looked. I knew it wasn't the right time of year for turtles to migrate, but I looked anyway. When

There comes a moment when an individual who is too honest to take refuge in the old illusion of self-importance is suspended agonizingly between the flat sky and the flat earth, and prayer is no more that a slight gumminess on the roof of the mouth.

Just calling one's practice "approach and accomplishment" and staying in retreat for years will produce nothing but hardship. Completing hundreds of millions of mantras will not even bring the warmth of the ordinary qualities that mark one's progress on the path! In other words, if the essential points of the path are not taken into account, perseverance will amount to nothing more than chasing a mirage.

The trouble with dreaming is that we eventually wake up.