#illusion

Words are illusions. ↗

— Bodhidharma

#words

You are traveling and see these people shooting the entire experience of going through a city, and maybe in the back of their minds they sustain the illusion that they will edit it all, but I don't think that's it. ↗

— Atom Egoyan

#city #edit #entire #experience #going

Illusion is needed to disguise the emptiness within. ↗

— Arthur Erickson

#emptiness #illusion #needed #within

Film is an illusion. Fame is ephemeral. Faith and family are what endure. ↗

— Emilio Estevez

#ephemeral #faith #fame #family #film

If you're an actor, there's going to be a sense of fantasy about yourself, especially in the celebrity world we live in today. You give the illusion of being in control, sexy, at ease, with never a difficult moment. Those are the basic lies that all celebrities tell. For me, they're the more dangerous lies to come to terms with. ↗

— Rupert Everett

#actor #basic #being #celebrities #celebrity

We can create the world where we are with the ones we want to love so easily. ↗

— Taylor Nadeau

#illusion #love #death

Death is merely an illusion of the departed... Just because you cannot physically see the idea of God, doesn't mean that he or she isn't there. Just because you cannot physically see someone that isn't here, doesn't mean that they aren't there. ↗

— Lionel Suggs

#dimensions #illusion #death

Adornment, exoticism, affectation are all willed decadent strategies meant to pervert the texts they made. Decadent texts often live in their descriptive excursions, in their evocation of dreams, mysterious places and states of mind, in their excess of words, not events. The surface of the texts, the sound of the words, point to themselves as manufactured, as illusion. The decadents attempted to create texts that announced themselves as artifice. ↗

— Asti Hustvedt

#decadence #decadent #illusion #language #literature

Human locks? Please," Tamani said. "May as well leave the door open. ↗

— Aprilynne Pike

#illusions #tamani #wings #illusion

My hopes were all dead --- struck with a subtle doom, such as, in one night, fell on all the first-born in the land of Egypt. I looked on my cherished wishes, yesterday so blooming and glowing; they lay stark, chill, livid corpses that could never revive. I looked at my love: that feeling which had been my master's --- which he had created; it shivered in my heart, like a suffering child in a cold cradle; sickness and anguish had seized it; it could not seek Mr Rochester's arms --- it could not derive warmth from his breast. Oh, never more could it turn to him; for faith was blighted -- confidence destroyed! ↗

— Charlotte Brontë

#disappointment #disillusionment #hopes #faith