Quotes About Illusion

U stvari, reda se malo i plaši, red je kona?nost, tvrdi zakon, umanjivanje broja mogu?ih životnih oblika, lažno uvjerenje da vladamo životom, a život se sve više otima, sve nam više izmi?e što ga više stežemo.

Sve što nam se dešava, nije stvarnost, ve? naš san o stvarnosti. Kakva je onda ta stvarnost, i da li postoji? Ili je sam san stvarnost? Ko nas to drži u snu, i ko nas budi? Je li smrt bu?enje? Je li život u smrti?

There ain't no coupe de Ville hidin' in the bottom of a Cracker Jack box.

Someone Hot is sometimes can't be the person they appear to be- except for their hotness... that cannot be denied.

The mind plays tricks on itself in order to stay in one piece.

You got caught up in some fantasy, and now you can't see anything at all.

Descartes walks into a bar. The bartender says, 'Do you want a drink, sir?' And Descartes says, 'I think not.' And then he disappears.

Sometimes an alternative world is much better than the real one.

The world is a fiction the brain constructs

He looked like he could tie a knot in a fire poker, eat it, and crap it out straight.

in the end all the things you think matter are just disappointment and noise.

We are never deceived," she says, her voice deep and ringing. "We deceive ourselves.

Two people, tightly twined, can begin to convince themselves of anything. There's reality and then there's the shared experience, which feels so much more real. Two people, needing each other, can come to believe things. Can come to believe wanting something was the same as making it happen. That it wasn't a choice, in the end, but the right thing to do, the fulfillment of some deeper calling.

The world is a fiction the brain constructs. The smell of a fresh peach, the punch of a firefly in the night sky. The lilting hush-hush of a first lullaby. The brain fashions it all and we don't know how or why.

Sight is one of the most easily deceived senses. I could make a coin disappear and your eyes would believe it gone, even if it were merely up my sleeve.

Now here was beautiful, vibrant Goldie, saying that we would be the best of friends, and I was foolish enough to think it was what I wanted above all else.

All facade, all vacant, enjoyment without sustenance, celebration without boundaries or purpose.

Omnia Mundi Fumus et Umbra

It was all terrifyingly close and painfully hollow, the prison that neither I nor my mother had ever seen in the life she'd chosen for me.

Omnia Mundi Fumus et Umbra All in the World is Smoke and Shadow –Latin motto

Then I saw it. Little pins of light that grew larger as I watched, a city that seemed to bloom from the darkness, spreading and spreading so that I couldn't tell what was real and what was only reflection.

It was useless, as pointless as it ever was. "She's a succubus, you fool.

I thought that probably meant something - that we could only really look at each other through a looking glass. Literally. I didn't know where that thought came from, but I could feel that it was true. It had something to do with the two of us, seemingly so different, standing there side by side. There was no wall between us. But we both wanted to think there was.

I was trying to replace something I'd come to care about very much with something pretending to be as important.