Quotes About Illusion

Come up here, you dream people. You're cloud-gazing. Have a look at something else than vapor.

I bought a decaffeinated coffee table — you can't even see a difference.

...all dreams are a piece of vivid painting to the mind's eye...

Some colors exist in dreams that are not present in the waking spectrum.

A crown is no cure for the headache.

Fear makes the wolf bigger than he is.

Nothing makes a fish bigger than almost being caught.

The road to hell is strewn with roses.

A pack of cards is the devil's prayer-book.

In the dark, glitter is nothing but sand.

My grief is like a magician's endless scarf — the more I let out the more there is.

An ill man is worst when he appeareth good.

Each of you dwells in a cosmos of his own making, created out of his own fancies and desires. You do not know the real world in which you live

In his despondency, he concluded that he had no judgment whatever, that he was hypnotized by what he wrote, and that he was a self-deluded pretender.

Các sá»± v?t không ph?i bao gi? cÅ©ng Ä'úng nhÆ° v? b? ngoài.

Lord Daldace looked about as if seeing the villa for the first time. "What are dreams? Ordinary experience is a dream. The eyes, the ears, the nose: they present pictures on the brain, and these pictures are called 'reality'. At night, when we dream, other pictures, of source unknown, are impinged. Sometimes the dream-images are more real than 'reality'. Which is solid, which illusion? Why trouble to make the distinction?

The harp sounds at each passing breeze, but that does not mean the tune is masterfully played.

Gli eroi mi davano la nausea. Una volta, avevo voluto essere uno di loro. Avevo covato sogni gloriosi di diventare un eroe dello stesso stampo di cui credevo Joscelin fosse fatto. Avevo perso quelle illusioni molto tempo fa, ma non avevo capito fino ad ora che eroismo significa vivere nel terrore di non essere in grado di proteggere coloro che ami.

Believing a thing does not make it true.

It wouldn't last, of course. I had no illusions on that score. But while it did, I meant to relish every moment of the respite.

Maurice Blanche maintained that amid the tales, the smokescreens, and the deceptive mirrors of life's unsolved mysteries, truth resides, waiting for someone to enter its sanctum, then leave, without quite closing the door behind them. That is when truth may make its escape.

The blindness that opens the eye is not the one that darkens vision.

Half there, and half not, Grimalkin said, having suddenly appeared over Burton's shoulder. Sounds implausible to me.

Men are chained to that which causes suffering because they desire to be so, because they love their chains, because they think their little dark prison of self is sweet and beautiful, and they are afraid that if they desert that prison they will lose all that is real and worth having.