Look at you. You're just a shade, a shade of my real wife. How could I capture all your beauty, your complexity, your perfection, your imperfection, in a dream? Yes, you're the best that I can do. But, I'm sorry, you're just not good enough.
Cobb: You create the world of the dream. We bring the subject into that dream and fill it with their sub-conscious. Ariadne: How could I aquire enough details to make them think that it is reality? Cobb: See dreams, they feel real while we're in them right? Its only when we wake up then we realize that something was actually strange!