Quotes About Subjectivity

I've made records that everyone has hated and I've loved, and made records that everyone has loved and I've deemed, at best, mediocre.

In the past I have declined to comment on my own work: because, it seems to me, a poem is what it is; because a poem is itself a definition, and to try to redefine it is to be apt to falsify it; and because the author is the person least able to consider his work objectively.

If someone says to me that 'Horizon' is an anti-feminist anthem, I have to tell them, 'No, that's not right.' But I'm not interested in unpicking my music for people. Everybody has different reference points.

I'm the only emotional frame of reference I've got.

You can quite happily exist in your own version of the world built around you, which you can build for yourself.

I have a real hard time classifying anything as my biggest moment, my favorite color or whatever.

For some reason, people find me funny. It's quite hard to define why a thought is funny. It's even harder to define why a person would be funny. It's a word that I can't define at all. But whether I know quite what it is or not, I seem to be it.

It's true: What one person might consider 'hate speech,' another might consider to be harmless, or even funny.

Something that's a hilarious comedy, for someone else might be a drama.

Many of the truths we cling to depend greatly upon our own point of view.

When a feeling was there, they felt as if it would never go; when it was gone they felt as if it had never been; when it returned, they felt as if it had never gone.

Reality is inside the skull.

I believe that on such an issue as this no one is or can be completely truthful. It is difficult to be certain about anything except what you have seen with your own eyes, and consciously or unconsciously everyone writes as a partisan

If he thinks he floats off the floor, and if I simultaneously think I see him do it, then the thing happens.

Past events, it is argued, have no objective existence, but survive only in written records and in human memories. The past is whatever the records and the memories agree upon.

Applied to an opponent, it is abuse, applied to someone you agree with, it is praise.

Until one has some kind of professional relationship with books one does not discover how bad the majority of them are. In much more than nine cases out of ten the only objectively truthful criticism would be "This book is worthless", while the truth about the reviewer's own reaction would probably be "This book does not interest me in any way, and I would not write about it unless I were paid to.

Nothing exists except through human consciousness.

Only the disciplined mind can see reality, Winston. You believe that reality is something objective, external, existing in its own right. You also believe that the nature of reality is self-evident. When you delude yourself into thinking that you see something, you assume that everyone else sees the same thing as you. But I tell you, Winston, that reality is not external. Reality exists in the human mind, and nowhere else.

It is difficult to be certain about anything except what you have seen with your own eyes, and consciously or unconsciously everyone writes as a partisan.

Why should the fruit be held inferior to the flower? "She's beautiful," he murmured. "She's a meter across the hips, easily," said Julia. "That is her style of beauty," said Winston.

Wszystko istnieje wy??cznie dzi?ki naszej ?wiadomo?ci.

Past events, it is argued, have no objective existence, but survive only in written records and in human memories.

There is no world save the one we make with our minds, and the mind's predisposition determines the type of world we see.