Quotes About Subjectivity

There is a famous joke, attributed to Einstein: "When a man sits with a pretty girl for an hour, it seems like a minute. But let him sit on a hot stove for a minute and it's longer than any hour. That's relativity." I don't know whether Einstein actually ever said those words. But I do know that's not relativity.

Passing time isn't a steady thing. People try to measure it, but some days seem to have years packed into them, and others pass in the blink of an eye. Some days matter, and others don't.

I may see somebody in a club one night and go, Wow, she's the most attractive girl I've seen in a long time. Then I'll see her the next night and be like, Oh no, I don't think so.

Our perception of time is indeed our reality.

One of the things I'm constantly telling my students is that they're never going to write a poem everyone gets, or if they do, they've failed. They should leave someone behind every time.

Time is, of all modes of existence, most obsequious to the imagination.

People can't help what topics cut them deep. It all depends on who's inferring - and what the contexts of their lives are at the time.

You cannot please all of the people all of the time, and that is truer in the arts than anywhere else.

It is as hard to find a neutral critic as it is a neutral country in time of war. I suppose if a critic were neutral, he wouldn't trouble to write anything.

I think it's time to admit that our writing is guided by the technology we use as much as it is by our own subjectivity.

Time's a funny thing, bending, warping, stretching, and compressing, all depending on perspective.

It took me a long time to stop thinking that someone else knew what a great painting was. I was never sure.

Researchers who examined the voting records of wine judges found that 90 percent of the time they give inconsistent ratings to a particular wine when they judge it on multiple occasions.

To a man with a hammer, everything looks like a nail.

the size of a misfortune is not determinable by an outsider's measurement of it but only by the measurements applied to it by the person specially affected by it.

You can find in a text whatever you bring, if you will stand between it and the mirror of you imagination. You may not see your ears, but they will be there.

You can find in a text whatever you bring, if you will stand between it and the mirror of your imagination. You may not see your ears, but they will be there.

To the one, nights spent in dancing had seemed made of minutes instead of hours; to the other, those selfsame nights had been like all other nights of dungeon life and seemed made of slow, dragging weeks instead of hours and minutes.

You can find in a text whatever you bring, if you will stand between it and the mirror of your imagination. (the other Mark).

I do not know anything about Art with a capital A. What I do know about is my art. Because it concerns me. I do not speak for others. So I do not speak for things which profess to speak for others. My art, however, speaks for me. It lights my way.

No-one's urine smells as good as your own.

But he was an extremely unaesthetic person. When you said that such and such was a beautiful work of art he seemed quite put out. He would say, "What do you mean? Prove it!"' 'Orwell

As the ego cogito, subjectivity is the consciousness that represents something, relates this representation back to itself, and so gathers with itself.

It is impossible," he said, "to put a label upon remembered feelings. They are colored too much by all our subsequent experiences.