Quotes About Illusion

Your eyes, brilliant as shop windows Or as blazing lamp-stands at public festivals, Insolently use a borrowed power Without ever knowing the law of their beauty.   Blind

Our mortal eyes, however bright, are only darkened melancholy mirrors.

Beauty, you walk on corpses, mocking them;

Yet who has not clasped a skeleton in his arms, Who has not fed upon what belongs to the grave?What matters the perfume, the costume or the dress? He who shows disgust believes that he is handsome.  Noseless dancer, irresistible whore, Tell those dancing couples who act so offended: Proud darlings, despite the art of makeup You all smell of death! Skeletons perfumed with musk

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Mes chers frères, n'oubliez jamais, quand vous entendrez vanter le progrès des lumières, que la plus belle des ruses du Diable est de vous persuader qu'il n'existe pas !

The more crap you believe, the better off you are.

I thought you were sane, I said, but you're just as crazy as the rest of them.

So, that's what they wanted: lies. Beautiful lies. That's what they needed. People were fools. It was going to be easy for me.

and even the trees we walked under seemed less than trees and more like everything else.

Love is a fog that burns with the first daylight of reality.

escape from the black widow spider is a miracle as great as art. what a web she can weave slowly drawing you to her she'll embrace you then when she's satisfied she'll kill you still in her embrace and suck the blood from you.

They were beautiful nothings

Someday," I told Jan, "when they demonstrate that the world has four dimensions instead of just three, a man will be able to go for a walk and just disappear. No burial, no tears, no illusions, no heaven or hell. People will be sitting around and they'll say, 'What happened to George?' And somebody will say, 'Well, I don't know. He said he was going out for a pack of cigarettes.

Beautiful thoughts, and beautiful women never last.

It's not so much that nothing means anything but more that it keeps meaning nothing. there's no release, just gurus and self- appointed gods and hucksters. the more people say, the less there is to say. even the best books are dry sawdust.

You can shoot a barracuda between the eyes and it won't go to hell because it doesn't know where or what hell is...)

Sometimes things are just what they seem to be and that's all there is to it. The best interpreter of the dream is the dreamer.

Disneyland remains the central attraction of Southern California, but the graveyard remains our reality.

La mayoría de la muerte de la gente es una farsa, no queda en ellos nada que pueda morir

We use such big words to move nowhere.

It's never quite right, all the things we are taught, all the loves we chase, all the deaths we die, all the lives we live.