Quotes About Illusion

Love is a damaging mistake, and it's accomplice, hope, a treacherous illusion A Thousand Splendid Suns (2007)

Änd the past held only this wisdom: that love was a damaging mistake, and its accomplice, hope, a treacherous illusion.

l'amore era un errore pericoloso e la sua complice, la speranza, un'illusione insidiosa. E

that love was a damaging mistake, and its accomplice, hope, a treacherous illusion. And whenever those twin poisonous flowers began to sprout in the parched land of that field, Mariam uprooted them. She uprooted them and ditched them before they took hold.

Ahora era libre de hacer lo que quisiera, pero esa libertad se me antojaba ilusoria, pues me habían arrebatado aquello que más deseaba. Se supone que debemos trazarnos una meta en la vida y vivirla. Pero a veces, sólo después de haber vivido se percata uno de que su vida tenía una meta, una que seguramente nunca se le había pasado por la cabeza. Y ahora que yo había alcanzado mi meta me sentía perdido y sin rumbo.

swear, since seeing Your face, the whole world is fraud and fantasy. The garden is bewildered as to what is leaf or blossom. The distracted birds can't distinguish the birdseed from the snare.

A dry, barren field, out beyond wish and lament, beyond dream and disillusionment. There, the future did not matter. And the past held only this wisdom: that love was a damaging mistake, and its accomplice, hope, a treacherous illusion.

Ali vrijeme je kao šarm. Nikad ga nemaš onoliko koliko misliš.

But time, it is like a charm. You never have as much as you think.

Love is a damaging mistake, and its accomplice, hope, a treacherous illusion.

The moment is brief, barely enough for a flutter of the pulse but long enough for her illusory self to catch up with the reality of the woman gazing back from the shopwindow. It is a little devastating. This is what aging is, she thinks as she follows Isabelle into the store, these random unkind moments that catch you when you least expect them.

There, the future did not matter. And the past held only this wisdom: that love was a damaging mistake, and its accomplice, hope, a treacherous illusion.

The past held only this wisdom: that love was a damaging mistake, and its accomplice, hope, a treacherous illusion.

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Hasan'?n rüyas?n? düÅŸündüm; ÅŸu gölde yüzdüÄŸümüz rüyay?. Canavar falan yok, demiÅŸti; yaln?zca su. Oysa yan?lm??t?. Gölde bir canavar vard?. Hasan'? bileÄŸinden yakalam??, onu çamurlu dibe çekmiÅŸti. O canavar bendim. Sayfa : 103

The moment is brief, barely enough for a flutter of the pulse but long enough for her illusory self to catch up with the reality of the woman gazing back from the shopwindow. It is a little devastating. This is what aging is, she thinks

that love was a damaging mistake, and its accomplice, hope, a treacherous illusion.

Love was a damaging mistake and its accomplice, hope, a treacherous illusion.

Now I was free to do as I wished, but I found the freedom illusory, for what I wished for the most had been taken from me. They say, Find a purpose in your life and live it. But, sometimes, it is only after you have lived that you recognize your life had a purpose, and likely one you never had in mind. And now that I had fulfilled mine, I felt aimless and adrift.

Now I was free to do as I wished, but I found the freedom illusory, for what I wished for the most had been taken from me. -Nabi

We also knew that it was in the nature of an empty stomach to produce illusions of grandeur.

It didn't feel like my world. It felt more like a dream. Something temporary.

There is nothing so seductive to a girl as to be loved by a poetic-depressive type. And if she is vain enough to deceive herself into thinking that she loves him faithfully by clinging to him instead of giving him up, then her task will be easy. She will enjoy both the distinction and the good conscience of being faithful, and at the same time the most finely distilled romantic love. God save everyone from such faithfulness!

Shouts of dismay rose as the red flesh splattered against the table. It was only a tomato, but one would think I was pulping a decaying heart by the noise the big, strong FIB officers were making.