Quotes About Attention

The mind boggles, in other words, but the brain toggles- sometimes quite rapidly, from one task to the next.

If there's one thing you respect, it's coincidences. They never are and never will be just coincidences. They're shining neon signs, and you gotta read the signs.

Joe Public never took long to move to the next news sensation. Downed airliners, earthquakes in China, tsunamis killing tens of thousands, or myriad of disasters that trotted across the news bulletins regularly, all of them were always replaced by the next big headline.

Poetry speaks slowly. My mother told me that. We are usually too much in a hurry." He sighed at this remembrance. "Hurried people miss many things. They see only what is right on top. . . ." His voice fell away.

Hurried people miss many things. They see only what is right on top. . .

Sometimes it's harder to notice a place you think you know well; you eyes glide over it, seeing it but not seeing it at all. It's almost as if familiarity gives you a kind of temporary blindness. I had to force myself to look harder and try to see beyond the concept of library that was so latent in my brain.

Sometimes it's harder to notice a place you think you know well; your eyes glide over it, seeing it but not seeing it at all. It's almost as if familiarity gives you a kind of temporary blindness.

Even in Los Angeles, where there is no shortage of remarkable hairdos, Harry Peak attracted attention.

scientists have determined that staring at a smartphone screen for a long period of time induces a form of hypnosis).

Don't let an outside influence, especially one as powerful as the media, direct your energies to the wrong place.

The holy will not be contained. We like to think we can capture, preserve, and cultivate it in buildings, liturgies, curricula, a holy land, people, language. All these, at best, are reminders that direct our attention to God.

Don't try to get him to "see everything" [at an art museum]. You'll give him pictorial indigestion. One sure way of making a person hate apples is to take him to an orchard at 9:00 a.m. and force feed him apples until noon! Indeed, the revulsion may last a lifetime. So it is with pictures and museums.

Do stuff. be clenched, curious. Not waiting for inspiration's shove or society's kiss on your forehead. Pay attention. It's all about paying attention. attention is vitality. It connects you with others. It makes you eager. stay eager.

Attention is vitality. It connects you with others. It makes you eager. Stay eager.

A writer, I think, is someone who pays attention to the world." [ Speech upon being awarded the Friedenspreis des Deutschen Buchhandels (Peace Prize of the German Book Trade) , Frankfurt Book Fair, October 12, 2003]

I envy paranoids; they actually feel people are paying attention to them.

The idea that fast reading is good reading is a twentieth-century weed, springing out of the stony farmland cultivated by the computer manufacturers.

I never paid much attention to cops before, and if I did, I saw them as adversaries. Not unlike the way Detective Malloy sees women.

I wanted to talk to him. To hear his dangerous voice, the voice that he used with women ('Hi, baby, how you doin'? Sittin' on the phone?' The 'hi' drawn out in a low, implicating whisper.) I wanted to hear the coldness that was so deep . . . That coldness of spirit that had made it so thrilling to get his attention.

Mientras no estás enamorada, mientras tu corazón es libre y tu mirada no es de nadie, entre todos los hombres que podrían interesarte ni uno solo se digna a prestarte atención; después, en el momento en que te sientes atrapada por una única persona y no te importan los demás absolutamente nada, todos te persiguen, pronuncian dulces palabras, te galantean.

S? v?ng m?t c?a cô bé hoá ra càng khi?n s? hi?n di?n c?a cô càng l?n h?n trong Ernest, nh? m?t cái h? mà ng??i ta ph?i ?i vòng ?? không b? ngã, song ng??i ta ngh? t?i cái h? ?ó nhi?u t?i m?c ng??i ta v?n b? ngã xu?ng ?ó

Colleen glanced up from her conversation with the station-wagon mom and caught him looking at her butt. Help.

he'd been staring at her breasts again. Her eyes were no longer soft. "You do that all the time, you know." Her voice shook slightly. Damn, he'd gone and pissed her off again. And after she'd been looking at him so warmly. "I'm sorry." "I hate it when men like you do that. When you carry on entire conversations with my chest.

You have a... remarkable memory." "I remember everything about you. You're the one who wasn't paying attention.