Quotes About Attention

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Americans are apt to be unduly interested in discovering what average opinion believes average opinion to be...

Most of the coverage I received was fine. I didn't agree with all of it. I disliked the criticism I received, although I earned some of it. I also understand why my opponent's campaign made such good copy and attracted more attention than ours did. He was new news. I wasn't. And most reporters were more aligned with his politics than mine.

The press had a finger on the scale for Obama, both in the primaries and the general election. They gave him more favorable attention than they gave his opponents. They defended him from attacks, unfair and fair, and criticized his opponents for making them. I don't think that's disputable or surprising.

If a person can be said to have the wrong attitude, there is no need to pay attention to his arguments.

I used to sit in class and listen to the terms come floating down the room like paper airplanes.

Despite the recurrence of events in which the debris-basin system fails in its struggle to contain the falling mountains, people who live on the front line are for the most part calm and complacent. It appears that no amount of front-page or prime-time attention will ever prevent such people from masking out the problem.

How People Learn. If you want people to be able to pay attention, don't start with details. Start with the key ideas and, in a hierarchical fashion, form the details around these larger notions. Meaning before details.

preschoolers demand some form of attention 180 times per hour, behavioral psychologists say),

To put it bluntly, research shows that we can't multitask. We are biologically incapable of processing attention-rich inputs simultaneously.

And Margot should have made a rule about no cell phones. What was it about life now? The people who weren't present always seemed to be more important than the people who were.

And here," she said. "Let me fix your tie." She tugged on his bow tie, her eyes appraising him, and he basked in it. He had left his tie crooked on purpose, just so she could straighten it.

And Margot should have made a rule about no cell phones. What was it about life now? The people who weren't present always seemed to be more important than the people who were.

What was it about life now? The people who weren't present always seemed to be more important than the people who were.

What was it about life now? The people who weren't present always seemed to be more important than the people who were.

Listen. Observe. Absorb.

only someone had been there to remind him that his life, someday, would be over and he should pay attention and enjoy while he could.

he could not give her any attention. She complained, he heard her complaining, but he could do nothing about it. He was single-minded, he always had been

A great friendship was like a great work of art, he thought. It took time and attention, and a spark of something that was impossible to describe. It was a happy, lucky accident, finding some kindred part of yourself in a total stranger.

A great friendship is like a work of art, he thought. It took time and attention, and a spark of something that was impossible to describe. It was a happy, lucky accident, finding some kindred part of yourself in a total stranger.

The end of the world was supposed to be gradual. There was supposed to be warning. A long, slow slide. What we got was punctuated equilibrium: a stately wobbling, then a sudden tipping point. There was plenty of warning, I suppose. We just weren't paying attention.

It is possible to erase and mortify yourself to the point where you actually make more work for the people around you, because they are constantly doing emotional labor to support you. A well-developed martyr complex becomes a means of getting attention without ever having to take the emotional risks of asking for attention. It's a tendency, along with self-pity, that I use my rightminding to control.

It is possible to erase and mortify yourself to the point where you actually make more work for the people around you, because they are constantly doing emotional labor to support you. A well-developed martyr complex becomes a means of getting attention without ever having to take the emotional risks of asking for attention.

Art isn't really about raw unmediated access to reality: that's reality. You get that at the bus stop. Art is about interpreting reality, pointing up certain aspects of it, focusing attention. Editing." Most