“The Photograph is an extended, loaded evidence — as if it caricatured not the figure of what it represents (quite the converse) but its very existence ... The Photograph then becomes a bizarre (i)medium(i), a new form of hallucination: false on the level of perception, true on the level of time: a temporal hallucination, so to speak, a modest (o)shared(i) hallucination (on the one hand 'it is not there,' on the other 'but it has indeed been'): a mad image, chafed by reality.”
“Indeed, the line between perceiving and hallucinating is not as crisp as we like to think. In a sense, when we look at the world, we are hallucinating all the time. One could almost regard perception as the act of choosing the one hallucination that best fits the incoming data.”
“My name is Stephen Leeds, and I am perfectly sane. My hallucinations, however, are all quite mad.”
“Reality is coincidence of hallucinations.”
“I'm still not sure I didn't hallucinate the conversation while overdosing on his pheromones.”
“I think it's a lovely hallucination but I love it sorta.”