Quotes About Illusion

There are no hard distinctions between what is real and what is unreal, nor between what is true and what is false. A thing is not necessarily either true or false; it can be both true and false.

The past is what you remember, imagine you remember, convince yourself you remember, or pretend you remember.

I can't believe that what anyone is at this moment saying has ever happened has never happened. Nothing has ever happened. Nothing. This is the only thing that has ever happened.

Control is an illusion—a fact you will learn very fast if you become ill, or have things fall apart in some other way. When we understand vulnerability and suffering as an essential part of being human, our individual fate can be easier to manage.

I don't know what the point of mirrors is. They tell you what you already know.

Reality is only just a word.

He knew and accepted for the first time that things would not be different tomorrow. Or ever. Things got different for some people. But for some they did not. There were a lot of things you could do though. One of them was to go nuts trying to pretend things would someday be different.

Magic is the sole science not accepted by scientists, because they can't understand it.

What the eyes see and the ears hear the mind believes

Sir Arthur, I have devoted a lot of time and thought to this illusion ... I won't tell you how it was done, but I can assure you it was pure trickery. I did it by perfectly normal means. I devised it to show you what can be done along these lines. Now, I beg of you, Sir Arthur, do not jump to the conclusion that certain things you see are necessarily "supernatural," or the work of "spirits," just because you cannot explain them....

We don't truly know anyone, all we know is what we want to see, and what they want to show us.

Manchmal denke ich – und es fällt mir schwer das zu sagen -, daß er die Menschen besser kennt als der Chef. Der Chef ist ein Idealist, ein großer Schatz, der das Beste für die Menschen will, ohne zu wissen, mit wem er es eigentlich zu tun hat. Luzifer aber weiß, daß sie lieber Himmel und Erde untergehen lassen würden, als ihr Auto abzumelden.

I'm afraid love is just a word.

You see what you want to see, and you hear what you want to hear.

when we awoke someone had stolen the sea.

Let my lusts be my ruin, then, since all else is a fake and a mockery.

And why do I often meet your visage here,Your eyes like agate lanterns—on and onBelow the toothpaste and the dandruff ads?And did their riding eyes right through your side,And did their eyes like unwashed platters ride?And Death, aloft—gigantically downProbing through you—toward me, O evermore!

Advertising is a bit like playing make-believe.

Sometimes when I look at you, I feel I'm gazing at a distant star. It's dazzling, but the light is from tens of thousands of years ago. Maybe the star doesn't even exist any more. Yet sometimes that light seems more real to me than anything.

Sometimes when I look at you, I feel I'm gazing at a distant star. It's dazzling, but the light is from tens of thousands of years ago. Maybe the star doesn't even exist any more. Yet sometimes that light seems more real to me than anything.

As we can see, when people realized that a spell had been cast upon them and that what they saw was just an illusion, Pharaoh's magicians lost all credibility. In the present day too, unless those who, under the influence of a similar spell, believe in these ridiculous claims under their scientific disguise and spend their lives defending them, abandon their superstitious beliefs, they also will be humiliated when the full truth emerges and the spell is broken.

Although a security guard is ostensibly there to provide security, his actual role is to give the illusion of safety to suburban women. If someone wants to do something dangerous, a security guard is helpless to stop them. Most older security guards understand this. If you're a yuppie in a suit, you will never get stopped. If you're a bike messenger, they're on you in a heartbeat. Go stand in an office building lobby and watch if you don't believe me.

He thought he was in love with a person, when in fact he was in love with an image projected upon that person. Cheryl was not a real person with needs and desires of her own; she was a resource for the satisfaction of his unconscious childhood longings. He was in love with the idea of wish fulfillment and--like Narcissus--with a reflected part of himself.

Dreams are real as long as they last. Can we say more of life?