Quotes About Illusion

it all seems more reasonable and possible until you put it figuratively, until the metaphorical end, which is always the muzzle if you come down to it, blasts you in the face.

The written word is far more powerful than simply a reminder: it recreates the past in the present, and gives us, not the familiar remembered thing, but the glittering intensity of the summoned-up hallucination.

How can you see something that isn't there? yawned the Humbug, who wasn't fully awake yet. Sometimes, it's much simpler than seeing things that are,he said. For instance, if something is there, you can only see it with your eyes open, but if it isn't there, you can see it just as well with your eyes closed. That's why imaginary things are often easier to see than real ones. Then where is Reality? barked Tock. Right here,cried Alec, waving his arms.

Perhaps someday you can have one city as easy to see as Illusions and as hard to forget as Reality.

mirages are things that aren't really there that you can see very clearly. How do you see something that isn't there?... sometimes it's much simpler than seeing things that are...

For instance, if something is there, you can only see it with your eyes open, but if it isn't there, you can see it just as well with your eyes closed. That's why imaginary things are often easier to see than real ones.

I)t's just as bad to live in a place where what you do see isn't there as it is to live in one where what you don't see is.

Ali što ?emo s Dvorcem u oblacima? Možda je on ipak važan. (...) Neka ga vjetar nosi, odgovorila je Smisla. I sretan mu put, dodala je Mjera, jer bez obzira koliko bio lijep, on je ipak samo zatvor.

a silent concave of puppet buffoons neither eagles nor jaguars buzzard lawyers locuses wings of ink sawing mindibles ventriloquist coyotes peddlers of shadows beneficent satraps the cacomistle thief of hens the monument to the Rattle and its snake the altar to the mauser and the machete the mausoleum of the epauletted cayman rhetoric sculpted in phrases of cement

Light is time reflecting on time.

The unreality of the watched makes the watching real.

La ilusión de una morada en el tiempo es el deseo de hombres y mujeres. La esperanza y el instante de la felicidad, únicos asideros para vivir esta errancia sin fin. Y la cultura, para muchos, la salvación de toda tragedia: vivir en cualesquiera de los géneros teatrales, pero no vivir muerto.

Si es real la luz blanca de esta lámpara, real la mano que escribe, ¿son reales los ojos que miran lo escrito?

We should not for a moment consider even our best-established knowledge of existence as true. It is awareness only of the colors that our own vision paints on the film of one bubble in one strand of foam on the ocean of being.

Sometimes it's like people are a million times more beautiful to you in your mind. It's like you see them, that's how they really are.

All is not gold that glitters, pleasure seems sweet, but proves a glass of bitters.

You'll learn it all soon enough . . . You will see everything without being seen. You will hear everything but pretend that you haven't . . . You will walk for ten hours a day but feel like you haven't walked at all.

To read a novel is to wonder constantly, even at moments when we lose ourselves most deeply in the book: How much of this is fantasy, and how much is real?

at the end of the day there was nothing to be gained by reminding people that everything that had ever been written, even the greatest and most authoritative texts in the world, were about dreams, not real life, dreams conjured up by words.

These were innocent people, so innocent that they thought poverty a crime that wealth would allow them to forget. --- from the notebooks of Celal Salik

YaÅŸad???m?z hayat?n bir baÅŸkas?n?n düÅŸü olduÄŸunu kan?tlaman?n hiçbir ÅŸeyi deÄŸiÅŸtirmeyeceÄŸini biliyordum art?k.

Zengin olmak belki de sürekli bir gibi yapmak haliydi.(s.188)

Creíamos saber mucho, pero no sabíamos nada.

I told him just so he wouldn't be fooled by the bright lights of Istanbul into thinking that life was somehow easy.