Ginger Zee Quotes

I'm not completely sure we aren't all living in a hallucination now.

What is madness? To have erroneous perceptions and to reason correctly from them.

A hallucination is a fact, not an error; what is erroneous is a judgment based upon it.

The relationship between the imagined and the real is more complicated than people imagine.

I believed or thought I was disoriented and the victim of a bizarre dream and I believe I paced in and out of the room and possibly into one of the other rooms. I may have re-examined her, finally believing that this was true.

I've studied pathological liars, and anything they say, they believe, and that's one of the reasons they're so convincing, because they have no connection with the truth. It's a dead issue. It's like they're color-blind to the truth. So anything that comes out of their mouths is their reality.

There is an inevitable divergence between the world as it is and the world as men perceive it.

In madness, I thought I was the most important person in the world.

It does no good to believe in what does not exist to the point one cannot focus on what is real. That would be the greatest tragedy of any 'conspiracy.'

To the fantastic mental illness of Rationalism, hard facts are regrettable things, and to talk about them is to create them.

Doubt is to certainty as neurosis is to psychosis. The neurotic is in doubt and has fears about persons and things; the psychotic has convictions and makes claims about them. In short, the neurotic has problems, the psychotic has solutions.

Murder is not absolved of immortality by committing murder. Murder is absolved of immorality by bringing men to think that murder is not evil. This only the perversion of the mind can bring about. And the perversion of the mind is only possible when those who should be heard in its defense are silent.

The majority of men prefer delusion to truth. It soothes. It is easy to grasp. Above all, it fits more snugly than the truth into a universe of false appearances—of complex and irrational phenomena, defectively grasped.

We're all living in some state of illusion, even if modestly.

It's almost like schizophrenia the way I get ideas about things that are not really happening and just end up focusing on them.

I know I am delusional at times, but I'm not completely-out-of-touch delusional.

Against a diseased imagination demonstration goes for nothing.

Belief and delusion are incestuous siblings.

I'm really interested in self-deception. Really interested in how people live in bubble universes. How people can fail to see the seemingly obvious.

Our conscious motivations, ideas, and beliefs are a blend of false information, biases, irrational passions, rationalizations, prejudices, in which morsels of truth swim around and give the reassurance albeit false, that the whole mixture is real and true. The thinking processes attempt to organize this whole cesspool of illusions according to the laws of plausibility. This level of consciousness is supposed to reflect reality; it is the map we use for organizing our life.

The thing is too that when you sell people a false reality and they take that to be the norm, when that false reality is light-years from what’s really happening, that in itself is a tremendous defense mechanism because when you start talking about what is actually happening, it is so different from what people perceive to be happening. They just can’t make that jump; it’s too insane for them.

Delusional people tend to believe in what they're doing.

It is only that my illusion is more real to me than reality. And so do we often build our world on an error, and cry out that the universe is falling to pieces, if any one but lift a finger to replace the error by truth.

I lived so completely in my mind - a place of unchecked delusion and complete fantasy!

I'm so grateful for my endless delusion.