Quotes About Illusion

My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips' red. If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head. William Shakespeare, Sonnets, No. 130

He simply didn't see the world as it really was, that was the explanation - neither the world nor the people he felt so sorry for. Because if you did see them for what they were, what on earth would make you want to fight and even die for them?

But you're too ready to believe what you want to believe, that's your trouble.

True, I talk of dreams, Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy, Which is as thin of substance as the air. William Shakespeare, Romeo and

Il punto è che credi troppo volentieri a ciò che vuoi credere.

Jacob hatte sich immer gefragt, ob es nur einen Spiegel gab. Offenbar war die Antwort Nein.

As I never saw my father or my mother … my first fancies regarding what they were like, were unreasonably derived from their tombstones. The shape of the letters on my father's gave me an odd idea that he was a square, stout, dark man with curly black hair. From the character and turn of the inscription "Also Georgiana Wife of the Above" I drew a childish conclusion that my mother was freckled and sickly. Charles Dickens, Great Expectations

Of course, it couldn't last. Those whom the gods would destroy utterly, they first give a taste of heaven.

What the fuck do we need money for? So long as you keep on pretending that money is anything but a consensus hallucination induced by the ruling elite to convince you to let them hoard the best stuff, you're never going to make a difference. Steve, the problem isn't that people spend their money the wrong way, or that the wrong people have money. The problem is money. Money only works if there isn't enough to go around—

think that the tragedy of human existence is our world is run by people who are really good at kidding themselves, like your father. Your dad manages to kid himself that he's rich and powerful because he's the cream and has risen to the top. But he's not stupid. He knows he's kidding himself. So underneath that top layer of bullshit is another, more aware belief system: the belief that everyone else would kid themselves the same way he does, if they had the chance.

Uništio sam mu to uvjerenje. Bilo je lažno, naravno, ali održavalo ga je na životu. Vidjevši ga onako jadnog i slomljenog, zapitao sam se je li bolje biti svjestan i o?ajan ili živjeti u raju za budale.

My point of view is fallacious!

Makes me want to tweak reality's gamma slider.

You said I was in love. You were right. But that never happened, either.

This went on for five minutes. At no time did he disappear. "Can you still see me?" "Afraid so." "Damn!" His eyes snapped open. "Nothing? Didn't my skin turn opaque?

I think there was an awful lot about him that I thought I knew, but the truth was I was just coloring in the missing parts with colors I liked.

We don't exist, We're only mist, And that was just the wind that hissed.

Revolution required illusion. The two went hand in glove, like a plate of rice and beans.

Sleep was like wealth, elusive and for other people.

She would say that we create our own reality-that the truth, ultimately, is what we choose to believe.

In camine, unii dintre elevi se apucasera deja sa impacheteze, lucru pe care eu il uram – vedeam peretii goi si suprafetele lipsite de obiecte ca pe niste aluzii rauvoitoare la cat de efemer era totul in jur, cat de iluzorie era senzatia pe care o avem ca ne apartine vreodata ceva.

I'm not going to say the rule doesn't exist, but it's like Santa Claus. It's only real if you believe in it.

we create our own reality—that the truth, ultimately, is what we choose to believe.

The wallpaper was aggressively patterned, as was the carpet: together they gave the same effect as when you rub your eyes too hard with the heels of your hands. Ch. 7