After a time, she believed in the reality of this comedy.

She wanted to believe. But she also knew better.

Do you think she really believes what she's saying?"
"Sure she believes it. That's what makes her so funny.

If that was what she wanted to believe, why not let her?

This was a new variation, but that was all. She wanted to believe that, and like anything she fund herself wanting to be true, she forced herself to double-check it.

Once upon a time she had suffered under the illusion that if she only exerted herself hard enough, the world would change. Now she knew better.

While she couldn’t deliver a comic routine to save her life, she had a well-developed ability to look blank and confused, and she found to her surprise that she enjoyed the laughter.

Through the process of her opening up, she realized that maybe it is a possibility, and maybe she does have that side of her that she wants to see what that’s about

She had to believe it; nothing else was bearable. Kaufman was looking at self-delusion in a character strong enough to elevate it to madness.

At that age, Alice had grasped the idea that some things in books were real, and others were not.

She was struck by the simple truth that sometimes the most ordinary things could be made extraordinary, simply by doing them with the right people...

So she sat on with closed eyes, and half believed herself in Wonderland, though she knew she had but to open them again, and all would change to dull reality.

She assured them,too, of her firm belief, that, at some brighter period, when the world should have grown ripe for it, in Heaven's own time, a new truth would be revealed, in order to stablish the whole relation between man and woman on a surer ground of mutual happiness.

She was no longer struggling against the perception of facts, but adjusting herself to their clearest perception.