Elvis Costello Quotes

My foregrounds are imaginary, my backgrounds real.

The power of imagination created the illusion that my vision went much farther than the naked eye could actually see.

Rarely has reality needed so much to be imagined.

Illusions are hazardous, and so are disillusions.

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

I used my imagination to make the grass whatever color I wanted it to be.

Sometimes my art is just an illusion - or is it?

I believe in illusion - I don't believe in magic.

Movies are different from real life.

As in The Lime Twig dream and illusion are right at the center of Charivari.

Illusion is the first of all pleasures.

The paradox of reality is that no image is as compelling as the one which exists only in the mind's eye.

Illusion is the first of all pleasures.

Let me tell you the truth. The truth is what is, and what should be is a fantasy. A terrible, terrible lie that someone gave to the people long ago.

True, I talk of dreams, Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy.

You know what ART stands for? Above Real Truth.

To visualize is to see what is not there, what is not real - a dream. To visualize is, in fact, to make visual lies. Visual lies, however, have a way of coming true.

Everything that I've ever done is not really based on reality, it's the caricature of reality, which is what's really exciting.

You can't live without illusions, even if you must fight for them.

Desire is not what you see, but what you imagine.

We all live best in our imaginations.

Imagination magnifies small objects with fantastic exaggeration until they fill our soul, and with bold insolence cuts down great things to its own size, as when speaking of God.

You imagine the carefully pruned, shaped thing that is presented to you is truth. That is just what it isn't. The truth is improbable, the truth is fantastic; it's in what you think is a distorting mirror that you see the truth.

Illusions... are simple facts, but they have been created by the mind, by the spirit, and they are one of the justifications of the new spatial configuration.

Art is a never-ending dance of illusions.