Javan Quotes

Love is the child of illusion and the parent of disillusion.

Marriage: A word which should be pronounced 'mirage'.

Love is a deception and a trap. Love is as big a myth that God sits with his flowing white beard in a throne and looks at us.

Sometimes we are less unhappy in being deceived by those we love, than in being undeceived by them.

Reality seems valueless by comparison with the dreams of fevered imaginations; reality is therefore abandoned.

I have had four happy days in my life, and three of them turned out to be illusions.

There are as many pillows of illusion as flakes in a snow-storm. We wake from one dream into another dream.

Love is a trap. When it appears, we see only its light, not its shadows.

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.

Love makes you blind. One day you're in love, the next day you wake up and realize that not everything is perfect.

One day you and I will have to have a little talk about this business called love. I still don't understand what it's all about. My guess is that it's just a gigantic hoax, invented to keep people quiet and diverted. Everyone talks about love: the priests, the advertising posters, the literati, and the politicians, those of them who make love. And in speaking of love and offering it as a panacea for every tragedy, they would and betray and kill both body and soul.

Ah love, let us be true to one another, which seems to lie before us like a land of dreams; so various, so beautiful, so new, hath really neither joy nor love nor life.

Oh yeah. That's why. Like a fairy tale. I was marrying the Prince. I just happened to be in love with the pauper.

Love is like a card trick. After you know how it works, it's no fun any more.

Don't Fall in Love with a Dreamer

I'm in my dream world.

Before I met my husband, I'd never fallen in love. I'd stepped in it a few times.

Young men make great mistakes in life; for one thing, they idealize love too much.

Great passions, my dear, don't exist: they're liars fantasies. What do exist are little loves that may last for a short or a longer while.

All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.

A lie to me is a dream that might come true.

There's something depressing about a young couple helplessly in love. Their state is so perfect, it must be doomed. They project such qualities on their lover that only disappointment can follow.

I kept thinking I was always going to meet the right man, but I never did. Kept waiting for this knight in shining armour. 'When's he coming? He's taking a long time, isn't he?'

The light at the end of the tunnel is just the light of an oncoming train.

It's afterwards you realize that the feeling of happiness you had with a man didn't necessarily prove that you loved him.