Quotes About Subjectivity

One of the most important things as a writing instructor is to provide a lot of different entry points to subjects. To not impose your own personal experience as the One True Way.

It's always interesting to me that we all hear music differently. It's an awesome experience to hear what other people hear.

Everyone's entitled to their own experience.

To say that a thing is beautiful is simply an act of faith, not a measurement on some kind of scale.

We do not love people because they are beautiful, we find them beautiful because we love them.

No one has the right to judge you. They might have heard your stories, but they didn't feel what you were going through.

Walk a day in my shoes, feel the pain, loss, sadness, guilt, remorse, and the heartache, then I dare you to judge me!

It's true that nobody in this world is perfect! But everybody is perfect to somebody!

I don't care how stupid you are and how horrible you be, because if I'm in love with you, you're amazing to me!

Everything is beautiful in it's own way if you look at it from a positive perspective...

I would say: there is no answer. Whichever you choose, you are wrong.

Beauty is where you find it.

51. You might as well act as if objects had the colors, The Encyclopedia says. –Well, it is as you please. But what would it look like to act otherwise?

For no one really knows what color is, where it is, even whether it is. (Can it die? Does it have a heart?) Think of a honeybee, for instance, flying into the folds of a poppy: it sees a gaping violet mouth, where we see an orange flower and assume that it's orange, that we're normal. 39.

Even identical genital acts mean very different things to different people. This is a crucial point to remember, and also a difficult one. It reminds us that there is difference right where we may be looking for, and expecting, communion.

So long as we exalt artists as beautiful liars or as the world's most profound truth-tellers, we remain locked in a moralistic paradigm that doesn't even begin to engage art's most exciting provinces.

I am trying to talk about what blue means, or what it means to me, apart from meaning.

the romance of letting an individual experience of desire take precedence over a categorical one.

My wife, I should tell you, is crazy. Not in a requiring-medication-and-wards-and-men-in-white-coats sense— although I sometimes wonder if there may have been times in her past—but in a subtle, more socially acceptable, less ostentatious way. She doesn't think like other people. She believes that to pull a gun on someone lurking, in all likelihood entirely innocently, at our perimeter fence is not only permissible but indeed the right thing to do.

There's nobody out there. It's all in here.

There are three sides to every story: your side, my side, and the truth. And no one is lying." Robert Evans

There's something to be said that if everyone likes something there's gotta be something fucking wrong with it on some level. Unless it's ice cream.

What I have in mind is that art may be bad, good or indifferent, but, whatever adjective is used, we must call it art, and bad art is still art in the same way that a bad emotion is still an emotion.

My idea was to chose an object that wouldn't attract me, either by its beauty or by its ugliness. To find a point of indifference in my looking at it, you see