Anthony de Mello Quotes

Reason is the illusion of reality

It was my misfortune-or salvation-to be at all times perfectly conscious of my misperceptions of reality.

Is not this whole world an illusion? And yet it fools everybody.

What we think about Paris is a part of how we feel about it. Our idea of Paris is our idea and we don't know that that's not necessarily the way it really is. It feels so real.

What we're showing may not be your reality, but it's ours.

Assuming if there's such a thing as reality, if you have a false relationship with it, how can you do anything but fail?

The world being illusive, one must be deluded in some way if one is to triumph in it.

Doesn't everyone see Reality as it is?

My life exists in an imagined reality.

You believe that you are your mind. This is the delusion.

The world's like a ride in a fairground & when you choose to go on it you think it's real, that's how powerful our minds are

We live in condensations of our imagination

I'm trying to get more into other things, where reality is nothing but each individual's way of thinking.

None of this is truly happening," he said to Shadow. He sounded miserable. "It's all in your head. Best not to think of it.

Reality is a creation of our excesses.

If you can recognize illusion as illusion, it dissolves. The recognition of illusion is also its ending. Its survival depends on your mistaking it for reality.

Illusion is no longer possible, because the real is no longer possible.

These patients have turned away from outer reality; it is for this reason that they are more aware than we of inner reality and can reveal to us things which without them would remain impenetrable.

We both know that, my friend, but a man's perception soon becomes his reality.

As for all I can tell, the only difference is that what many see we call a real thing, and what only one sees we call a dream.

When you're dreaming, you don't know it's a dream. You might even interpret a dream in your dream - and then wake up and realize it was all a dream. Perhaps a great awakening will reveal this to be a dream as well.

The description is not the described; I can describe the mountain, but the description is not the mountain, and if you are caught up in the description, as most people are, then you will never see the mountain

All life is only a set of pictures in the brain, among which there is no difference betwixt those born of real things and those born of inward dreamings, and no cause to value the one above the other.

Because waking I often observe the absurdity of dreams, but never dream of the absurdities of my waking thoughts, I am well satisfied that being awake, I know I dream not; though when I dream, I think myself awake.

In reality, our mind is the creator of all the things we experience.