Quotes About Illusion

Places of the imagination are visited in books. Seen in reality they may be hard to recognize; they are disappointing, they might even seem fake.

Luchaba entre varias memorias y la memoria de lo sucedido era la única irreal para él.

También el general, incapaz de dibujar sus días, vivía fuera del tiempo, sin pasado y sin futuro y, para olvidar su presente engañoso

Algún día que venga ya no me va a encontrar se topará nomas con el puro viento. Llegará ese día y cuando llegue, no habrá ni quien le dé una razón. Y pensará que todo a sido mentira.

El Distrito Federal es una ciudad que tiene origen de quimera, sacada del agua, levantada sobre el agua. Los mexicanos viven sobre lo inestable, trampa, marisma y pantano a la vez. Aquí lo real y lo irreal se confunden.

We tend to crave a "and so it is" and "so it was" that the illusion of a single perspective brings, but one thing I have learned from being in the world is that there is no such panopticon. Panopticons are for surveillance states. It behooves us as writers and artists at this moment in history to honor the unknown and the unknowable.

Der Herdeninstinkt schätzt ja überhaupt das Mittlere hoch ein. Er preist es als wertvoll. Sie glauben, sie seien stark, weil sie die Mehrheit bilden. In der mittleren Schicht gibt es keinen Schrecken, keine Furcht. Aneinanderdrängen sie sich um der Illusion von Wärme willen. Mit nichts ist man im Mittleren allein, mit sich selbst schon gar nicht.

Schein geht vor Sein [...]. Ja, die Realität ist wahrscheinlich einer der schlimmsten Irrtümer überhaupt. Lüge geht demnach vor Wahrheit [...]. Das Irreale kommt vor dem Realen. Und die Kunst gewinnt dabei an Qualität.

Have you heard that terrifying expression "to kill time"? It's time that kills us, but we pretend it's the other way around!

People are only the phantoms of their memories.

Love has a thousand doors. But one-sided love isn't a door, it's a delusion.

Half the work that is done in this world is to make things appear what they are not.

Exactly! Because he's not a real person, you don't have to worry about it. Do you see what I'm saying? He looks like an ideal person, but the real person behind that mask could have all kinds of problems.

At some point I thought I had grown a lump in my thigh, but it turned out to be a tangerine- it had fallen through a hole in the pocket and ended up trapped in the lining.

That's the trouble with cookbooks. Like sex education and nuclear physics, they are founded on an illusion. They bespeak order, but they end in tears.

Reality is fatal whereas fantasy is something to die for.

From our myopia arose our dystopia.

Bohm's solution was simple and logical. We have been wrongly interpreting the nature of matter and the universe itself. The message never travelled across space and time at all because both these constructs are an illusion brought about by the brain. In fact the two particles were really one particle all the time and as such they both 'knew' what was happening to each of them.

There is always an element of unreality, perhaps even of slight absurdity, about someone you love.

But Freud, perhaps because he himself denies ever having had such an experience, treats it as illusory; whilst those who describe ecstatic feelings of unity usually portray them as more intensely real than any other feelings which they can recall.

Les miroirs sont nos auberges espagnoles.

The one thing that matters is the effort. It continues, whereas the end to be attained is but an illusion of the climber, as he fares on and on from crest to crest; and once the goal is reached it has no meaning.

He'd dethroned the king, married the princess, and taken over the kingdom. Did he really expect me to believe he'd done so ingenuously, blundering forward with a heart full of the best intentions? I think he did. What was more, in that moment at least, he seemed to believe it himself.

You have lost your reason and taken the wrong path. You have taken lies for truth, and hideousness for beauty. You would marvel if, owing to strange events of some sorts, frogs and lizards suddenly grew on apple and orange trees instead of fruit, or if roses began to smell like a sweating horse; so I marvel at you who exchange heaven for earth. I don't want to understand you.