Colin Wilson Quotes

There is no pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.

Some people are better imagined in one's bed than found there in the morning.

I sacrifice so much of my life, can I at least get laid?

The realities of the world seldom measure up to the sublime designs of human imagination.

Nothing seems to come up to your expectations. But nothing I had heard about Hollywood was enough.

That was all and it was enough for me: fantasies are better left fantasies.

That's the trouble with stories. People start out fantastic. You think they're extraordinary, but it turns out as the work goes along, they're just average with a good education.

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

I'm not always going to keep waiting for a fairytale ending.

My dreams are all follies.

You know, I wanted to get married, and so I - but I, you know, I realize no matter what you want, it's kind of a fantasy.

You know that look women get when they want sex? Me neither.

Imagination which comes into play in falling in love is different from any other. Certainly in my case, and I've fallen in love all my life, one imagines the person to be as you want them to be. They frequently turn out to be someone different, for better or worse.

As a kid, I lived in a fantasy world. I used to believe ants could talk. Not once did they say thank you.

Like everybody, I too believed that couples lived happily ever after. But it only happens in books.

Daydreams were dangerous because they made her wish for things she could never have.

There’s no such thing as handsome princes, she told herself. There’s no such thing as happily ever after.

Dead or not, you must be bored with women telling you how you look like the hottest, most exotic wet dream they’ve ever had. No wonder the thought of you, grapes, and some scented massage oils crossed my mind – and if you drop that towel again, I’m going to need a cold shower.

Ye who listen with credulity to the whispers of fancy, and pursue with eagerness the phantoms of hope; who expect that age will perform the promises of youth, and that the deficiencies of the present day will be supplied by the morrow, - attend to the history of Rasselas, Prince of Abyssinia.

Men are always doomed to be duped, not so much by the arts of the other as by their own imagination. They are always wooing goddesses, and marrying mere mortals.

Everyone wants to grow up to be a faerie princess. Trust me, It's overrated

The sex relation is not a personal relation. It can be irresistibly desired and rapturously consummated between persons who could not endure one another for a day in any other relation.

Sex is all the enchantment required. Do men find women so enchanting once the sex is taken out? Does anyone find anyone that enchanting unless they have sexual business with them? Who else are you enchanted by? Nobody.

He can't possibly live up to the person you've built him to be

Love is not necessary for sex.