Disillusionment Quote by Andrew Holleran Download Open image ““They faced each other at opposite ends of an illusion.”” — Andrew Holleran ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.9 out of 5 (7 ratings) Copy quoteShare Disillusionment Illusion Love
“They were opposites in one way They were similar in another But they felt real with each other They felt alive with each other” — Avijeet Das Copy Share Image
“There was a long moment between them that might have gone differently. Of all the times I saw the two of them together, this… — Jodi Lynn Anderson Copy Share Image
“They were opposites in one way They were similar in another But they felt real with each other They felt alive with each other… — Avijeet Das Copy Share Image
“I could never really manage to tell reality and my dream world apart, for the two of them co-existed together as they slid over… — Shvaugn Craig Copy Share Image
“Maybe illusions should be left alone. Because without them, everything looked broken and ugly.” — Amanda Howells Copy Share Image
“And when two such people encounter each other, and their eyes meet, the past and the future become unimportant.” — Paulo Coelho Copy Share Image
“The couple trapped behind the glass could fool anyone. They looked content with each other; they looked happy. Their embrace looked warm, subtle and… — Barbara C. Doyle Copy Share Image
“We stared at each other, bound by common experience, but each looking at the other through the steady crosshairs of inherent distrust.” — David Grant Urban Copy Share Image
“This was the way it had always been between them. The world tried to destroy them, but they kept each other alive.” — Lauren DeStefano Copy Share Image
“The more you think about illusions, the more they'll swell up and take on form. And no longer be an illusion.” — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“…especially the young ones, come into the canyon for the first time, quiet as deer, some of them, coming to your hand for salt: their dark eyes wide and gleaming with the wonder and the fear we had all felt at seeing for the first time life as our dreams had always imagined it… at seeing so many people with… — Andrew Holleran Copy Share
“Dreams are all equipped with revolving doors: Someone is always walking into the one you are leaving, and vice-versa.” — Andrew Holleran Copy Share Image
“The greatest drug of all, my dear, was not one of those pills in so many colors that you took over the years, was not the opium, the hash you smoked in houses at the beach, or the speed or smack you shot up in Sutherland's apartment, no, it wasn't any of these. It was the city, darling, it was… — Andrew Holleran Copy Share
“Dreams decompose, darling, like anything else. And they give off gases, some of which are poisonous and all of which are unpleasant, and so… — Andrew Holleran Copy Share Image
“I’ll go live in the woods,” said Malone. “You’ll be lonely,” said Sutherland. “Even Thoreau went to town in the afternoon to gossip.” — Andrew Holleran Copy Share Image
“We wanted to be loved by Malone, with this egotistic detail: that it would be an exclusive love.” — Andrew Holleran Copy Share Image
When you put something down that happened, people often don't believe it; whereas, you can make up anything, and people assume it must have… — Andrew Holleran Copy Share Image
“It was all over: dead. He had no idea, where Frankie had gone. But what was worse, he was everywhere.” — Andrew Holleran Copy Share Image
“…what happens to most of these people anyway? They have their fling and then they vanish. They have to take jobs eventually as telephone… — Andrew Holleran Copy Share Image
They seldom looked happy. They passed one another without a word in the elevator, like silent shades in hell, hell-bent on their next look… — Andrew Holleran Copy Share Image
“Do you know what Ireland is?' asked Stephen with cold violence. 'Ireland is the old sow that eats her farrow.” — James Joyce Copy Share Image
The proof that a philosopher does not know what he is talking about is apt to sadden his followers before it reacts on himself. — Henry Adams Copy Share Image
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Will not the very moment of great disillusionment with my brother or sister be incomparably wholesome for me becuase it so thoroughly teaches me that both of us can never live by our own words and deeds, but only by that one Word and deed that really binds us together, the forgiveness of sins in Jesus Christ? The bright day… — Dietrich Bonhoeffer Copy Share
“Personal disillusionment accompanied by self-pity and self-loathing are the Achilles’ heel of modern humankind, representing the weakness of the human spirit.” — Kilroy J. Oldster Copy Share Image
A Pitiful person who is afraid of taking risks, will never be disappointed or disillusioned; perhaps he won't suffer the way people do when… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“[S]omehow, without his being aware of it, time had coated his awe with a rind of disillusionment, and the wine of wonder had turned… — Joan D. Vinge Copy Share Image
“So long as the child was fed on its mother's milk, everything seemed to it smooth and easy. But when it had to give… — Lev Shestov Copy Share Image
“All my life I have been the sort of person in whom people confide. And all my life I have been flattered by this role - grateful for the frisson of importance that comes with receiving important information. In recent years, however, I have noticed that my gratification is becoming diluted by a certain weary indignation. They tell me because… — Zoë Heller Copy Share
Maybe the bride-bed brings despair, For each an imagined image brings And finds a real image there... — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
“She was a stranger because something essential was shielded, released in tiny bursts until it became a flood---a flood of what I realized I… — Carmen Maria Machado Copy Share Image
“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 ---… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share