Quotes About Illusion

When a self-indulgent is enjoying own life like anything by flying, going places & splurging, her/his sycophants' project this picture as if s/he is working round the clock & the stupid easily believe it.

I have never seen an insane bird.

The meaning of the world does not reside in the world.

My cup is yellow Or not, though not's Impossible It's yellow

Maybe love just felt that way, like a kind of fever dream, making things seem both frighteningly close and unbearably far away all at once.

You understand too little of what you see. You see a pretty face and hear a loving voice. But she is more than that, Silas. Much more. She is cold water and lack of breath. She is emptiness and oblivion. She is the very tide, drawing things to her and pulling them below.

In that moment, he felt like the illusion that his family had become was held together only by the constellation of patterns left by the furniture feet set on a rug, by the runes formed in the shadows that the chair backs threw on the walls, and that once those things were moved or faded, he wouldn't know who he was anymore.

I felt like I'd just discovered my last big glass of milk had actually come from a bull.

Turn over that stone" - she pointed to a flint nearby - "and you will find a charlatan who will dazzle you with the favorable conjunction of Mercury and Venus, flatter your future, and sell you colored water for a gold piece. I can't be bothered with it. From me you get the actuality.

You are a drab, she told herself, seduced into infatuation by a soldier's tale. Outremer, bravery, crusade, it is illusory romance. Pull yourself together, woman.

pictures of pictures, or of other

Technology promises us greater control, choice, and convenience in every aspect of our lives-- how we shop, whom we date, our friendships, our heart rates, our schedules. But it also sells us the illusion that minutely mapping out and controlling our lives, even if it were possible, is a worthwhile goal-- which it's not. Sleep offers just the opposite. While it makes us better at things our culture celebrates-- performing and doing-- it also teaches us how to trust and let go.

human beings cannot distinguish between real dangers and imagined ones.

El desierto no ofrece siquiera la ilusión de que uno podrá ser alguna vez otra cosa que un intruso.

The truth is that the new conception of raunch culture as a path to liberation rather than oppression is a convenient (and lucrative) fantasy with nothing to back it up. Or, as Susan Brownmiller put it when I asked her what she made of all this, "You think you're being brave, you think you're being sexy, you think you're transcending feminism. But that's bullshit.

Love... pain... they're all just fragments of my dream!

Weak mortals, chained to the earth, creatures of clay as frail as the foliage of the woods, you unfortunate race, whose life is but darkness, as unreal as a shadow, the illusion of a dream.

To make the worse appear the better reason.

Have you ever, looking up, seen a cloud like to a Centaur, a Part, or a Wolf, or a Bull?

Haven't you sometimes seen a cloud that looked like a centaur?Or a leopard perhaps? Or a wolf? Or a bull?

It was like a murder trial in which the district attorney, asked who has been killed, says he doesn't know; and asked about the corpse, says there is no corpse. Imagine killing a figment of someone's imagination.

Nur die phantasielosen flüchten sich in die Realität.

It occurred to me that his words had a shadow. Or teeth and claws, and blood. Some kind of invisible whip. How words can be a trap, a trick and a net, not for butterflies or birds, or lions! The things that words promise.

Why should one exaggerate and distort things, if one does not feel disturbed and frightened by them? 'Things and actions are what they are, and the consequences of them will be what they will be; why then should we wish to be deceived?' says Bishop Butler, and thereby gives the best description of the serene and 'healthy' eighteenth-century sense of reality with its aversion to all illusion.