Quotes About Illusion

Una jovencita entra en el bosque tan confiadamente como Caperucita Roja de camino a la casa de su abuela, pero esta luz no admite ambigüedades y, una vez aquí, se quedará atrapada en su propia ilusión, porque todo en el bosque es exactamente lo que parece

Tus ojos verdes son una cámara de reducción. Si los miro lo suficiente, me volveré pequeña como mi propio reflejo, me convertiré en un punto y, después, me desvaneceré.

Stars on our door, stars in our eyes, stars exploding in the bits of our brains where the common sense should have been

Is not this world an illusion? And yet it fools everybody.

Blaming yourself gives you the comfortable illusion of being in control.

Don't go to the circus.

Things," Aunt Zelda reminded everyone on the bridge, "are not always as they seem. Remember, the moon always shows the truth How we see it, is up to us to us, not the moon

Cerys watched her open the door and struggle to squeeze inside. "Zelda?" Cerys called. "Yes?" puffed Aunt Zelda, poking her head out of the cupboard with some difficulty. "It is possible to eat an Enlarging Spell without realising it, do you suppose?" Aunt Zelda looked puzzled. "I shouldn't think so," she said. "Why?" "No reason. I just wondered.

Although Septimus knew he was not really squashed at all, he

Fiction writing is a kind of magic. If I communicate the magic spell . . . it loses its force for me.

Only the fantasy of choice remained.

In the books she favoured, but wistfully, women were unmasked, laid bare by a man who finally understood them. She knew that this was rubbish, but found the illusion so beguiling that she continued to embrace it as her own, did not realize, or perhaps failed fully to realize, that other women, even, perhaps, the women who wrote the novels, cherished the same illusion.

I have no lovers, if that is what you mean. I had them once, but that was when I was free.' 'One is never free. One has only the illusion of freedom. One is never free of obligations, whether explicit or implicit. The latter are the worst.

Odd, she thought, how intensely you knew a person, or thought you did, when you were in love - soaked, drenched in love - only to discover later that perhaps you didn't know that person quite as well as you had imagined. Or weren't quite as well known as you had hoped to be. In the beginning, a lover drank in every word and gesture and then tried to hold on to that intensity for as long as possible. But inevitable, if two people were together long enough, that intensity had to wane.

Perez thought he was stupid to believe that Catherine had been killed because she'd filmed some secret. So little in Shetland was secret. It was simply unacknowledged. There was something Victorian in this need to put on a good show.

What if everything is an illusion and nothing exists? In that case, I definitely overpaid for my carpet.

What if nothing exists and we're all in somebody's dream?

What, if as said, man is a bubble.

I liked the idea of having actual magic performed as stage magic, so you could assume that it was just a trick, that something is all smoke and mirrors, but there's that, like, feeling at the back of your mind: What if it's not?

We think that the world is a solid, vivid place, full of shape and colour and solid objects like this table and this microphone and so on, but we actually create that in our heads out of the bits of information that hit the back of our eyeballs or hit our eardrums or hit our tongues or whatever.

Whatever happens in the world is real, what one thinks should have happened is projection. We suffer more from our fictitious illusion and expectations of reality.

There is no doubt whatsoever that the universe is the merest illusion.

What's horrible is when someone believes they are a star, and they have no vocal ability whatsoever.

I mixed hypnosis and magic together to try and create a new area. I'm not trying to reinvent the wheel.