Quotes About Illusion

Science and delusion had no ground in common.

How do we picture the past? Does it become clearer as it drifts into the distance? Can it be seen from more angles, a better vantage, with finer instruments for optics, and more supporting documentation to draw from? Or has its essence already vanished, leaving space for lies to multiply and thrive, spreading across paperwork that is good for nothing except, perhaps, a nervous acting captain's next snack?

I've learned not to trust what I see on television.

Mai infrangere le illusioni degli altri se non si è certi di poter offrir loro un'alternativa migliore di quella a cui li si vuole strappare.

The world was ersatz and actual, forged and faked, by ourselves and unseen others. Daring to attempt to absolutely sort fake from real was a folly that would call down tigers or hiccups to cure us of our recklessness. The effort was doomed, for it too much pointed past the intimate boundaries of our necessary fictions.

You have to keep your mind as wide-open as your eyes, because almost nothing is what it seems.

Madness calls literature's bluff by going beyond it and falling short of it at the same time.

She has become an expert at confusing what is with what was with what should be with what could be .

She] always knew he was a fiction but believed in him anyway.

Because sometimes people who seem good end up being not as good as you might have hoped.

She repeats things until they are true, or until she can't tell whether they are true or not. She has become an expert at confusing what is with what was with what should be with what could be.

They reciprocated the great and saving lie--that our love for things is greater than our lover for our love for things--willfully playing the parts they wrote for themselves, willfully creating and believing fictions necessary for life.

One can build a perfect home, but not live in it.

Nothing is beautiful and true.

People are always mistaking something that looks good for something that feels good.

I was thankful, said my father, for the make-believe.

I thought he had to look for what he was looking for, and realize it no longer existed, or never existed. p. 233

she also liked to remember that there could be no such thing as an intentional imperfection. People are always mistaking something that looks good for something that feels good.

The appearance was misleading- human dreams; rubbish heaps abundant yet ephemeral sudden and splendid, only to wilt and perish

Love me, because love does not exist, and I tried everything.

The floors were like marble chessboards, and the ceilings were like cakes.

Peki güzel ÅŸark?lar neden üzüyor seni? Gerçek olmad?klar? için. Hiç mi? Hiçbir ÅŸey hem gerçek hem de güzel deÄŸildir.

Everywhere you looked, there it wasn't.

It is the folly of too many to mistake the echo of a London coffee-house for the voice of the kingdom.