Vachel Lindsay Quotes

There's so many different types of illusions; our lives are an illusion in a sense.

The world is an illusion, but an illusion which we must take seriously.

Everything is illusion. Even that last sentence.

Nothing in this world is real

That which is cannot be true.

Love to his soul gave eyes; he knew things are not as they seem. The dream is his real life; the world around him is the dream.

Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one.

Perhaps life is just that... a dream and a fear.

I think art is more glorious than life but not more real.

Society? Can we trust us? Doubt it. We're probably not even real, as was revealed in the popular documentary The Matrix. That bloke next door? Made of pixels. Your co-workers? Pixels. You? One pixel. One measly pixel. You haven't even got shoes, for Christ's sake.

The happiness consists in realizing that it is all a great strange dream.

The world, life and human beings are only an illusion, a phantom, a dream image.

Illusion, Temperament, Succession, Surface, Surprise, Reality, Subjectiveness,--these are the threads on the loom of time, these are the lords of life.

Existence is illusory and it is eternal.

Life, what is it but a dream?

EXISTENCE, n. A transient, horrible, fantastic dream,/ Wherein is nothing yet all things do seem:/ From which we're wakened by a friendly nudge/ Of our bedfellow Death, and cry: "O fudge!"

Everything is an illusion.

Things are entirely what they appear to be and behind them... there is nothing.

The concept, the label, is perpetually hiding from us all the nature of the real.

Life is the art of being well deceived.

If ignorance were enough to make things not exist, the world would be more like a lot of people think it is. But it's not. And it's not.

Is Life itself a dream, I wonder?

Illusion - or rather appearance, semblance - is the theme of my life (could be theme of speech welcoming freshmen to the Academy). All that is, seems, and is visible to us because we perceive it by the reflected light of semblance. Nothing else is visible.

A train of thought is never false. The falsehood lies deep in the necessities of existence.

Nothing is real.