Quotes About Illusion

Until tonight I saw him only through the golden mist of love, and thought him the perfect man. This evening he revealed himself as what he really is – a satyr.

She looked like something that might have occurred to Ibsen in one of his less frivolous moments.

A] single glance told him that here was somebody who was sitting on a pink cloud with a rainbow round his shoulder. Mr. Trout had not yet burst into song with a hey nonny nonny and a hotchacha, but when you said that you had said everything.

you think youseeme but you dont

In you is the illusion of each day. You arrive like the dew to the cupped flowers. You undermine the horizon with your absence. Eternally in flight like the wave.

No te engañó la primavera con besos que no florecieron?

In you is the illusion of each day.

Do you not see a threat in the bloody silk of the poppy? No ves en la seda sangrienta de la amapola una amenaza?

Art is a lie that reveals the truth.

Art is a lie that makes us realize truth.

Sometimes we kid ourselves when we imagine our lives, expecting that everything will neatly fall into place.

what elaborate lengths we go to fool ourselves)...

Man's chief delusion is his conviction that there are causes other than his own state of consciousness." —NEVILLE GODDARD, BARBADIAN AUTHOR AND MYSTIC

You can go back time and time again to the shoe store, but it will never sell milk.

Car il n'y a de beauté que dans l'illusion. Et qu'on atteigne ou non le but de sa course, l'amertume a presque le même goût dans les deux cas. Les fins se valent toujours.

Attachment is blinding; it lends an imaginary halo of attractiveness to the object of desire.

structure of creation. Nature herself is maya; natural science must perforce

Moral: Attachment is blinding; it lends an imaginary halo of attractiveness to the object of desire.

Moral: Attachment is blinding; it lends an imaginary halo of attractiveness to the object of desire. "A

Illusion works impenetrable, Weaving webs innumerable; Her gay pictures never fail, Crowd each other, veil on veil; Charmer who will be believed By man who thirsts to be deceived.

Another early memory is my wish for an ugly dog belonging to a neighbour. I kept my household in turmoil for weeks to get that dog. My ears were deaf to offers of pets with more prepossessing appearance. Moral: Attachment is blinding; it lends an imaginary halo of attractiveness to the object of desire. "A

Worldly people do not like the candor which shatters their delusions.

Through delusion you are perceiving yourself as a bundle of flesh and bones, which at best is a nest of troubles.

God is pulling man and maya is pulling man, and man is free to move toward either.