#illu

There was somewhere, if you knew where to find it, some place where money could be made like drawing water from a well, some Big Rock Candy Mountain where life was effortless and rich and unrestricted and full of adventure and action, where something could be had for nothing. ↗

— Wallace Stegner

#greed #illusion #life

But that afternoon he asked himself, with his infinite capacity for illusion, if such pitiless indifference might not be a subterfuge for hiding the torments of love. ↗

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

#indifference #love #unrequited-love #love

You said you were a fairy princess You said you were a shooting star You said we'd go to Bora Bora Now look at where the fuck we are ↗

— Jennifer Egan

#illusion #love #love

...I lost my illusions in a black rain of bitterness - now what do you see in my eyes? How can you still love me? How can I be tender? ... ↗

— John Geddes

#despair #eyes #illusions #love #rain

Our love was the affliction for which only our love was the cure. ↗

— Jonathan Safran Foer

#love

The Most Dangerous Book In America ↗

— Michael Mayhem

#illuminati #love #money #sex #love

Non mi manca quello che mostravi di essere, mi manca quello che pensavo tu fossi. ↗

— Alda Merini

#illusions #love #love

For love to last, you had to have illusions or have no illusions at all. But you had to stick to one or the other. It was the switching back and forth that endangered things. ↗

— Lorrie Moore

#lasting-love #love-illusions #life

I love fairies so much. I would so love to touch one, whispered Julia in excitement. “U can touch me.But please don't touch my wings,they are very fragile,”replied 1 fairy.“I’m Farina,the fairy queen. ↗

— Magda M. Olchawska

#children-books #fairies #illustrated-books #kids #kids-books

The hope you feel when you are in love is not necessarily for anything in particular. Love brings something inside you to life. Perhaps it is just the full dimensionality of your own capacity to feel that returns. In this state you think no impediment can be large enough to interrupt your passion. The feeling spills beyond the object of your love to color the whole world. The mood is not unlike the mood of revolutionaries in the first blush of victory, at the dawn of hope. Anything seems possible. And in the event of failure, it will be this taste of possibility that makes disillusion bitter. ↗

— Susan Griffin

#hope #love #love