Quotes About Illusion

I must not deceive myself; it was no dream; but all a grim reality.

Fe: Es una facultad que nos permite creer en cosas que sabemos que no son ciertas.

for the man was close to me, and I could see him over my shoulder. But there was no reflection of him in the mirror! The whole room behind me was displayed; but there was no sign of a man in it, except myself.

La creíamos muerta cuando dormía, y dormida cuando murió.

The women looked pretty, except when you got near them, but they were very clumsy about the waist.

Es esa facultad que nos permite creer en lo que nosotros sabemos que no es verdad.

la fe de esta manera: Es esa facultad que nos permite creer en lo que nosotros sabemos que no es verdad.

Una vez escuché a un norteamericano que definía la fe de esta manera: "Es esa facultad que nos permite creer en lo que nosotros sabemos que no es verdad.

This time there could be no error, for the man was close to me, and I could see him over my shoulder. But there was no reflection of him in the mirror! The whole room behind me was displayed, but there was no sign of a man in it, except myself.

I sometimes think we must all be mad and that we shall wake to sanity in strait-waistcoats.

Faith, that which enables us to believe things which we know to be untrue.

Bogies is rats, and rats is bogies!

A lie twice believed is self decieved

Sometimes the most preposterous lies are the most believable.

Why are all these masks winking? Jason pointed around the room with his fork. The loremaster dabbed at his mouth with a frilled purple napkin. One eye is open to all truth, the other closed to all deception.

One eye is open to all truth, the other closed to all deception.

Sex is never messy on screen.

In spite of everything, he still felt wonderful, like I was embracing a mountain. But I now knew that as solid as he seemed, he was no mountain.

But... what about us? What about the past? she asks blankly. The past isn't real. it's just a dream, I say. Don't mention the past.

when I look over at Luis in one brief flashing moment his head looks like a talking vagina and it scares the bejesus out of me...

What keeps me interested--and it always does--is how can she be a bad actress on film but a good one in reality?

I had dreamed of something so different from what reality was now offering up, but that dream had been a blind man's vision. That dream was a miracle. The morning was fading. And I remembered yet again that I was a tourist here.

My mask of sanity was a victim of impending slippage.

Bret Easton Ellis