Quotes About Illusion

Toda nuestra mente es una bruma que los toltecas llamaron mitote. Nuestra mente es un sueño en el que miles de personas hablan a la vez y nadie comprende a nadie.

We only see what we want to see, and hear what we want to hear. We don't perceive things the way they are. We have the habit of dreaming with no basis in reality.

Es fácil vivir con los ojos cerrados, interpretando mal todo lo que se ve…. – John Lennon

Nedir ki özgürlük? Bir sis, bir serap, bir kurgu... Bu uÄŸursuz demokratlar?n hezeyan?...

Orang-orang yang lebih kaya akan menjadi lebih kaya, dan orang-orang miskin akan dikatakan mereka lebih kaya tapi akan sangat yakin bahwa mereka tidak kaya.

Pikirkan 'nihareem' padang pasir, bidadari-bidadari iblis ini membingungkan pelancong yanh letih, membelokannya dari jalannya dengan lampu-lampu terang mereka pada malam hari. Tertipu, mengira dia telah menemukan sebuah kota atau penginapan, pasir yang luas, mati kehausan atau tenggelam dalam pasir hisap - Hakim Mehdad

evict oneself from the realm of reality.

Hollywood is a place where they'll pay you a thousand dollars for a kiss and fifty cents for your soul. -Marilyn Monroe, 1958

Hollywood is a place where they'll pay you a thousand dollars for a kiss and fifty cents for your soul. -Marilyn Monroe, 1958

The streetlights had already lit up on Bronnaya, and a golden moon hung over the Patriarchs. In the ever deceiving lunar light, it appeared to Ivan Nikolayevich that, instead of a cane, the professor stood holding a sword under his arm.

Ale nie, o nie! ??? kusiciele-mistycy, nie ma na Å›wiecie ?adnych karaibskich mórz i nie pÅ'ywajÄ… po nich odwa?ni do szaleÅ"stwa flibusterowie ani korweta nie rusza za nimi w poÅ›cig, nie Å›ciele siÄ™ ponad falami dym z dziaÅ'. Niczego takiego nie ma i nigdy nie byÅ'o!

Let me have a look.' Woland stretched out his hand palm uppermost. 'Unfortunately I cannot show it to you,' replied the master, 'because I burned it in my stove.' 'I'm sorry but I don't believe you,' said Woland. 'You can't have done. Manuscripts don't burn.

Ekspedienci z dziaÅ'u rybnego osÅ'upieli z no?ami w dÅ'oniach, lila cudzoziemiec odwróciÅ' siÄ™ w stronÄ™ rabusiów i wtedy wyszÅ'o na jaw, ?e Behemot nie miaÅ' racji – twarzy liliowego nie tylko nie brakowaÅ'o niczego, ale raczej czegoÅ› byÅ'o w niej za du?o – za du?o obwisÅ'ych policzków i rozbieganych oczu.

She gave a little jump and hung in the air a little way above the rug, then she slowly began to be drawn downwards and dropped ..

Well, how are they going to find you missing?' Koroviev soothed him, and some papers and ledgers turned up in his hands. 'By your medical records?' 'Yes . . .' Koroviev flung the medical records into the fireplace. 'No papers, no person,' Koroviev said with satisfaction.

No, you mustn't give way. It's simply that you don't know what the theater's like. There are some complicated mechanisms in this world but the theater is the most complicated of them all...

But no, no! The seductive mystics are lying. There are no Caribbean Seas in the world, no reckless buccaneers are sailing them, and no corvettes are chasing them, no cannon smoke drifts low over the waves. There is nothing, and there never was! There is only a stunted linden tree out there, and iron fence, and the boulevard beyond it...And ice melting in the bowl, and someone's bovine bloodshot eyes at the next table, and fear, fear...Oh, gods, gods, poison, give me poison!... (67)

although there is the hope that the old illusions will be replaced by new ones, none the less evanescent, but, on the other hand, none the less sweet.

How many people, in the beginning of life, think they will finish it as Alexander the Great or Lord Byron, and instead, retain for the whole of their existence, the rank of titulary counsellor?

And how often is a deception of the senses or an error of the reason accepted as a conviction!...

Sorbi cupa vieÅ£ii. Dar când sorbi, Pe dalbele-i chenare, Din ochii-nchiÅŸi, din ochii orbi, Curg lacrimile-amare. Când de pe ochi, pe-al morÅ£ii prag Smulgi ultima n?fram?, Vezi c? ÅŸi ce Å£i-a fost mai drag Ca v?lul se destram? Åži c? în golu-i aurit Din cupa cea m?iastr? Doar visul nostru l-am sorbit - Ea, nu era a noastr?. (Lermontov - Cupa vieÅ£ii )

how often is a deception of the senses or an error of the reason accepted as a conviction!...

On the surface, an intelligible lie; underneath, the unintelligible truth.

The emotion of love gives all of us a misleading illusion of knowing the other.