John Irving Quotes

Imagination is at the root of much that passes for love.

A man falls in love through his eyes, a woman through her imagination, and then they both speak of it as an affair of 'the heart.

Love is something you fall into.

People say they love truth, but in reality they want to believe that which they love is true.

You can't belay a man who's falling in love.

Love is something you cant invent, no matter how much you want to.

Falling in love is not an act of will. It is not a conscious choice. No matter how open to or eager for it we may be, the experience may still elude us. Contrarily, the experience may capture us at times when we are definitely not seeking it, when it is inconvenient and undesirable.

You have to fall in love to be in love, but falling in love isn't the same as being in love

They say that falling in love is wonderful, it's wonderful, so they say.

Falling in love consists merely in uncorking the imagination and bottling the common sense.

Love is not blind. Romance is. Romance is the most dangerous thing. Romance is like an illusion. It shows you things, and you hear things that don't exist.

With photography, you've captured a moment time - it's that moment only - and in painting, you play with it; you manipulate how time is presented. It's about fantasy and illusion and the creation of desire.

Only love is real...everything else is illusion

If I dream I have you, I have you, for all our joys are but fantastical.

Surely love has nothing to do with the mind, it is not the product of the mind; love is entirely independent of calculation, of thought.

I am happy to report that in the war between reality and romance, reality is not the stronger.

Love is a striking example of how little reality means to us.

Isn't falling in love always the fullest life?

People fall in love all the time. And it's not always with the right people. And it's not always reciprocated.

I'm not opposed to falling in love.

It's not a bad Thing to fall in Love.

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. (I think I made you up inside my head.) The stars go waltzing out in blue and red, And arbitrary blackness gallops in: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane. (I think I made you up inside my head.)

Did you fall in love with her?" "I care about her. A lot." "You're not supposed to marry someone if you don't fall in love with her." "Well, love is a choice, too." Holly shook her head. "I think it's something that happens to you." Mark smiled into her small, earnest face. "Maybe it's both," he said, and tucked her in.