Quotes About Illusion

MiaÅ'em tysiÄ…ce problemów w swoim ?yciu, a wiÄ™kszo?? z nich wcale siÄ™ nie zdarzyÅ'a - Mark Twain

I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each. I do not think that they will sing to me.

For you know only a heap of broken images

Everyone's alone—or so it seems to me. They make noises, and think they are talking to each other; They make faces, and think they understand each other, And I'm sure they don't. Is that delusion? Can we only love Something created in our own imaginations?

Truth on our level is a different thing from truth for the jellyfish.

There is certainly no purpose in remaining in the dark Except long enough to clear from the mind The illusion of having ever been in the light.

Go, go, go, said the bird: human kind Cannot bear very much reality.

Disillusion can become itself an illusion If we rest in it.

Can we only love Something created in our own imaginations? Are we all in fact unloving and unlovable? Then one is alone, and if one is alone Then lover and beloved are equally unreal And the dreamer is no more real than his dreams.

The things I thought were real are shadows, and the real Are what I thought were private shadows.

What you've been living on is an image of Celia Which you made for yourself, to meet your own needs.

Meanwhile the substance of our first act Will be shadows, and the strife with shadows.

When lovely lady stoops to folly And finds too late that men betray, She brushes her hair with automatic hand And puts a record on the gramophone.

I tell you, it is not me you are looking at, Not me you are grinning at, not me your confidential looks Incriminate, but that other person, if person, You thought I was: let your necrophily Feed upon that carcase

Harry: "I tell you, it is not me you are looking at, Not me you are grinning at, not me your confidential looks Incriminate, but that other person, if person, You thought I was: let your necrophily Feed upon that carcase

But I deceived myself. It takes so many years To learn that one is dead!

You must go through the way in which you are not. And what you do not know is the only thing you know And what you own is what you do not own And where you are is where you are not.

Son of man, You cannot say, or guess, for you know only A heap of broken images

Time is such a cheat. The more importance you give it, the less you have of it.

The clocks had nothing to do with time but were merely instruments, the clicking and ticking of silver and gold and bronze and pinchbeck arrows, a droll and slapstick rhapsody of lies.

those people who believe in previous lives always think they were dukes or queens or something, ignoring the fact that most people back then spent their whole lives up to their knees in shit before dying of toothless old age at thirty.

To je poput reinkarnacije - ljudi koji vjeruju u prošle živote uvijek misle da su bili vojvode ili kraljice ili nešto sli?no, zanemaruju?i ?injenicu da je ve?ina ljudi u to doba provodila cijeli život u govnima do koljena sve dok ne bi umrli u krezuboj starosti od trideset godina.

An intelligent enemy,' he would say, stroking his beard as if it were a bristly pet, 'rather than a foolish friend.' Or, 'He learnt the language of pigeons, and forgot his own.' Or, the favourite of Jan Fishan Khan: 'Nothing is what it seems.

The pursuit of illusion is not about studying for prizes, or for study's sake. There's no right or wrong, no pass or fail.