Quotes About Illusion

A great deal of intelligence can be invested in ignorance when the need for illusion is deep.

Most of us view the world not as it is but as we would like it to be. The preferred world can be seen any evening on television in the succession of programs where the good always wins—that is, until the late evening newscast, when suddenly we are plunged into the world as it is.* Political

The magician has to know what the explanation for his magic is.

Ainsi, j'ai aimé une chose qui n'existait pas.

NÄ›kdy si ráda pÃ…â"¢edstavuju, že bydlím s pÃ…â"¢ízraky. Ne s tÄ›mi ze své minulosti - v takové nev??ím -, ale s pr?hlednými kusy myÅ¡lenek a knih visícími ve vzduchu jako hedvábné loutky.

If life wasn't going to be like a Hollywood film, there was only one option: fuck life and rent the film instead.

The human mind is a delusion generator, not a window to truth.

The human mind is a delusion generator, not a window to trurh.

Scott B. Smith

Initially, only the crabs demurred. "It's not hot in here," Sarin said acidly. "Nothing has changed. You're all imagining things.

A smile cures all forms of sickness, yet behind many smiles lies a set of very sharp teeth, carnivorous and rarely satisfied.

of course i have learned over the years that my fantasies are always better than reality and i leave it at that.

reality is often little more than a mirror reflecting visions made of ice and steel cold permanent and carefully contrived

When the sky's falling, I take shelter under bullshit.

So that makes us robbers of robbers," said Bug, "who pretend to be robbers working for a robber of other robbers.

I have always found the presumptions of others to be the best possible disguise—haven't you?

Ibelius," said Jean. "If what Locke is doing were lurking about, corpses could be acrobats.

It was easy to laugh at such conceits in full daylight. But night had a way of lending weight to phantasms.

We don't see the life after life as it truly is, because in our eyes it conforms to our mechanics of nature.

What thieves of wonder are these poor senses.

If what Locke is doing were larking about, corpses could get jobs as acrobats.

Bearded peasant goes in one end of an alley, clean-shaven gentleman comes out the other? Really?" "It's a classic!

Privacy on a ship at sea is about as real as fucking fairy piss

Probably Verrari," muttered the senior, who was methodically torturing a piece of ivory with a slender carving knife. He wanted it to come out like a sculpted terrace he'd seen at the Temple of Iono, alive with lovely relief and fantastical representations of drowned men taken by the Lord of the Grasping Waters. What he seemed to be producing more closely resembled a lump of white dogshit, life-size. "Sooner trust a sailing ship to a blind drunkard with no hands than a Verrari.