Maz Jobrani Quotes

Public life is regarded as the crown of a career, and to young men it is the worthiest ambition. Politics, is still the greatest and most honorable adventure.

You can be so dignified that you obscure the reality of what is going on.

Seeming and being are not one and the same.

Illusions mistaken for truth are the pavement under our feet. They are what we call civilization.

But an Adrian also knew that an Adrian's lies were real: they were lived and felt and acted out as thoroughly as another man's truths - if other men had truths - and he believed it possible that this last lie might see him through to the grave.

Artists use lies to tell the truth. Yes, I created a lie. But because you believed it, you found something true about yourself.

I am not what you see and hear.

Show is not substance; realities govern wise men.

Realism is a corruption of reality.

But we're lost in a world of appearances now.

Culture is that which falsifies.

Hope clouds observation.

The world is a lie...not you and me.

We live, after all, in a world where illusions are sacred and truth profane.

Those are facts. Are they the truth? No, for they do not tell you of the heart, and that is where truth lives.

I went to Los Angeles, because I have a manager, and - I can't remember when, but we met in London maybe six months or a year beforehand, and he said, "Listen, if you really want to get a job out of L.A., you really need to come." And I was like, "Well, can't I send a tape or something?" And he was like, "No, no, you need to come."

Nothing is as deceptive as a photograph.

Truth is too simple for us: we do not like those who unmask our illusions.

Whatever is in common is true; but likeness is false.

We are what we seem to be.

The world is his who can see through its pretension.

It was a dance of masks and every mask was perfect because every mask was a real face and every face was a real mask so there was no mask and there was no face for there was but one dance in which there was but one mask but one true face which was the same and which was a thing without a name which changed and changed into itself over and over.

Only the right name gives beings and things their reality. A wrong name makes everything unreal. That's what lies do.

We can't believe what we believe to be untrue, and we can't love what we believe to be unreal.

Truth is more of a stranger than fiction.