Quotes About Illusion

reality" falls within the province of lunacy.

For all its lucidity, this people readily sacrifices to illusion: it hopes, it always hopes too much

Strictly speaking, history does not repeat itself, but since the illusions man is capable of are limited in number, they always return in another disguise, thereby giving some ultradecrepit filth a look of novelty and a tragic glaze.

It is disturbing to think that we carry our secret – our illusion – into the grave, that we have not survived the mysterious mistake that vivified our every breath, that, except for the sceptics and whores among us, all founder in falsehood because they fail to divine the equivalence, in nullity, of triumphs and truths.

Quand on sait de façon absolue que tout est irréel, on ne voit vraiment pas pourquoi on se fatiguerait à le prouver.

The mission of Everyman is to fulfill the lies he incarnates, to succeed in being no more than an exhaust illusion.

We cherish our anathemas, greedy for what pulverizes us; not for anything would we renounce our own nightmare to which we have assigned as many capital letters as we have known illusions. These illusions have been discredited, like the capital letters, but the nightmare remains, decapitated and naked, and we continue to love it precisely because it is ours and because we do not see what to replace it by.

To know, in vulgar terms, is to get over something: to know, in absolute terms, is to get over everything. Illumination represents one further step: the certainty that henceforth we will never again be taken in, a last glance at illusion.

În afara clipei totul este minciun?.

Over the gate of our cemeteries should be written: "Nothing Is Tragic. Everything Is Unreal.

Maddenin d???nda, her ÅŸey müziktir. Tanr? bile sesli bir halüsinasyondan baÅŸka ÅŸey deÄŸildir.

Hence we are the victims of an illusion which leads us to believe we have ourselves produced what has been imposed upon us externally.

La imagen de la vida, en una comedia de marionetas; el destino figurado por el juego..., esto es el Limbo.

Film is an illusion. Fame is ephemeral. Faith and family are what endure.

The thought beneath so slight a film—Is more distinctly seen—As laces just reveal the surge—Or Mists—the Apennine—

Los Angeles is like a beauty parlor at the end of the universe.

The most palpable facts, are exactly the contrary to what we should expect.

The world knows what you seem; it does not know what you are.

Trong nhi?u n?m ròng rã, chúng ta c? tìm h?nh phúc, và nhi?u l?n t??ng ?ã ??t ???c nó ?? h??ng m?t cách lâu b?n. Nh?ng l?n nào ta c?ng th?t v?ng. Sau ?ó, ta l?i ti?p t?c ch?y theo ?o ?nh ?ó nh? tr??c.

Sometimes I'll spend an hour writing a tiny email. I work on it until I've created the illusion that I've dashed it off in three minutes. If I make a typo, I let it stand. Sometimes in fact I correct the typo without thinking, and then I back up and retype the typo so that it'll look more casual. I don't know why.

People go to church for the same reasons they go to a tavern: to stupefy themselves, to forget their misery, to imagine themselves, for a few minutes anyway, free and happy.

I bet you think we're in a g***am park. You don't know we're in one of the world's great jungles. You don't know that behind all them damn dainty trees and sh*t, people are screwing and fixing and dying. Dying, baby, right now while we move through this darkness in this man's taxicab. And you don't know it, even when you're told; you don't know it, even when you see it.

Things are not changed by a mere change of place, but a change of place relative to an observer always changes their appearance for him. Common sense is, therefore, compelled in this, as in countless other cases, to distinguish the appearance of a thing from its reality; and to hold, as an essential article of its working creed, that appearances may alter, leaving realities unchanged.

True beliefs are effects no less than false. In this respect magic and mathematics are on a level.