Quotes About Subjectivity

You don't know what goes on in anyone's life but your own.

People in life quote as they please, so we have the right to quote as we please. Therefore I show people quoting, merely making sure that they quote what pleases me

There is no truth.There is only perceptionand perception is reality!

Everybody looks good in their own mirror!

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Dictionary: Opinion presented as truth in alphabetical order.

You don't really understand an antagonist until you understand why he's a protagonist in his own version of the world.

There is, in short, no way for us to picture subjectivity as part of our worldview because, so to speak, the subjectivity in question is the picturing.

She will not notice that her clocks have slowed down, because she will herself be thinking more slowly.

Reality is relative. Devils, evil spirits, witches and so on became real enough to the people who believed in them. Just as God is to people who believe in Him. When people live their lives by their beliefs objective reality is almost irrelevant.

I ask people why they have deer heads on their walls. They always say, "Because it's such a beautiful animal." There you go. I think my mother is attractive, but I have photographs of her.

I ask people why they have deer heads on their walls. They always say because it's such a beautiful animal. There you go. I think my mother is attractive, but I have photographs of her.

History is what we choose to remember.

6] Then the ambassador asked him, "Can you make it true that you yourself are insane?" The provider of arguments said, "I could, but I don't want to. Who isn't insane?" Then people asked the provider of arguments to say from the heart whether he was joking or whether he really believed that there is no truth except what people make out to be true. He replied, "That is what I believe, I swear." Afterward

Reality is a creation of our excesses.

At this very moment, I am suffering—as we say in French, j'ai mal. This event, crucial for me, is nonexistent, even inconceivable for anyone else, for everyone else. Except for God, if that word can have a meaning.

He detested objective truths, the burden of argument, sustained reasoning. He disliked demonstrating, he wanted to convince no one. Others are a dialectician's invention.

Each opinion, each view is necessarily partial, truncated, inadequate. In philosophy and in anything, originality comes down to incomplete definitions.

Everything that can be classified is perishable. Only what is susceptible to several interpretations endures.

I may change my opinion on the same subject, the same event, ten, twenty, thirty times in the course of a single day. And to think that each time, like the worst impostor, I dare utter the word "truth"!

This event, crucial for me, is nonexistent, even inconceivable for anyone else, for everyone else.

We cannot consent to be judged by someone who has suffered less than ourselves.

Things that don't matter at all to one person can hurt another so deeply it seems as bad as dying.

Certo, osserviamo tutti il mondo da dentro una scatola, e se fossimo dentro a un'altra la penseremmo diversamente. Ma visto che è in questa che siamo, possiamo solo continuare a vivere considerandola la migliore in assoluto, pur dubitandone di tanto in tanto.