Everything seems simpler from a distance.

Stare at the dark too long and you will eventually see what isn't there.

I saw my reflection in their eyes, but not the men themselves, not clearly. This preserved the idea that all intelligent and even vaguely attractive men were essentially good. Delusion detest focus...

The really magical things are the ones that happen right in front of you. A lot of the time you keep looking for beauty, but it is already there. And if you look with a bit more intention, you see it.

Life, to be sure, is nothing much to lose,But young men think it is, and we were young.

Isn't reality based on the prevailing culture, the trend that people want to identify with?

All that we think and know is an illusion. Nothing exists. Everything is an opinion.

A thousand truths can be assembled in such a way as to create a colossal lie.

Truth and facts are woven together. However, sometimes facts can blind you from seeing what is actually going on in someone's life.

Because we have for millennia made moral, aesthetic, religious demands on the world, looked upon it with blind desire, passion or fear, and abandoned ourselves to the bad habits of illogical thinking,...

How can such scary looking parents create something so cute?

I ask people why they have deer heads on their walls. They always say because it's such a beautiful animal. There you go. I think my mother is attractive, but I have photographs of her.

And we all know love is a glass which makes even a monster appear fascinating.

All the things you can talk about in anyone's work are the things that are least important.

You had to be there to see what it looked like. They live in a dream, and we live in a nightmare.

Renee used to say real life was a bad country song, except bad country songs were believable and real life isn't.

They would claim that she was either delusional or naïve to the point of a learning disability.

Everything you invent is true: you can be sure of that. Poetry is a subject as precise as geometry.

I didn't put you in a prison, Evey. I just showed you the bars.

You're arguing that the fragile, rare thing is beautiful simply because it is fragile and rare. But that's a lie, and you know it.

I always feel uncomfortable when people speak about ordinary mortals because I've never met an ordinary man, woman or child.

But just because he couldn't sense it didn't necessarily mean it wasn't there.

What we consider to be reality is merely a model created by the mind to fill in gaps; each of us perceives truth in a different way.

The less you see, the more you can imagine.

The sky had never seemed so sky; the world had never seemed so world.

are more like Dog and Cat and Bird than like Lassie and Fido and Spot. Therefore

We appreciate beautiful things not for their utility only, but also for what they are in themselves - or more plausibly, for how they appear in themselves.

In making even horizontal and clear inspections we colour and mould according to the wants within us whatever our eyes bring in.

You're not a monster. You're a mirror.

They now see with Heaven's eyes the schemes, traps, enticements, and entertainments of the world in a new way. So