Quotes About Illusion

Our lives are just spectacles. We are like dolls, in a sense, to be observed and played with - often with cruel and deceitful intentions - in an unreal world.

Maps are dreams: both describe desire, where you want to go, but never the reality of the destination.

Feeling normal for any extended period of time raises hopes that turn out, almost invariably, to be writ on water.

Feeling normal for any extended period of time raises hopes that turn out, almost invariably, to be writ on water. I

You never knew those caves were there. It will never end, for madness carves its own reality.

Cocaine, hashish, opium, Ecstacy: all seduce with the promise of rapture or exuberance-and then they collect.

It was like there was some parallel universe we all vanished off to where we had all this sex.

Her gün önünden geçtiÄŸiniz ayna bir gün aniden size bambaÅŸka bir ÅŸey,rahats?z edici ve tuhaf bir ÅŸey göstermiÅŸtir.

however accurately one may fill in the surface details of one's mirror reflection, the personality represented rarely comes near the truth as others would see it.

We drove past a large creature with numerous limbs and eyes, then even as I watched, a crack appeared down its center. As it divided itself, I realized it had been, all along, two separate people – a runner and a dog walk woman – moving in opposite directions who for an instant happened to be passing one another. Then came a store with a sign saying 'Eat In Take Out' and in front of it, a lost baseball cap on the sidewalk.

That's what being crazy was, wasn't it? You thought you were fine. Everyone else knew better.

If I was crazy, would I know it? That's what being crazy was, wasn't it? You thought you were fine. Everyone else knew better.

You thought you were fine. Everyone else knew better.

You shouldn't be here," I said. "I'm still dreaming, aren't I?" "That depends. Am I better looking?

I believe you are conflating your fantasy worlds." "You

There were two girls in a room. They were reading a book… Look again, and the room is empty. The end of the story will have to wait.

small forest of mirrored candelabras

And if it's not fake, if it's all real, this fun, these friends, this life, then that's even worse, isn't it?

The Wizard of Oz was a humbug. He's not great and powerful. He just pretends to be great and powerful. The Wicked Witch of the West is greater and powerfuller. She's got flying monkeys. She's like a mad scientist. She even has a secret weakness. Water is like Kryptonite to her.

Year after year On the monkey's face A monkey face

Imaginary houses are sexy. Real ones are work.

As in any insincere relationship, each man responded to shadows.

man thought he could fly, so he jumped off the top of a ten-story building, and as he fell past the fifth floor, flapping his arms uselessly in the air, he was heard to say: 'So far, so good.

A man thought he could fly, so he jumped off the top of a ten-storey building, and as he fell past the fifth floor, flapping his arms uselessly in the air, he was heard to say: So far, so good.