Quotes About Distraction

Hobbs dominating the conversation with so long a catalogue of his woes that Jack fell behind to avoid having to listen.

People who feel any sort of regret where you are concerned will suppose you are angry, and they will see anger in what you do, even if you're just quietly going about a life of your own choosing. They will make you doubt yourself, which, depending on cases, can be a severe distraction and a waste of time. This is a thing I wish I had understood much earlier than I did.

My point in mentioning this is only to say that people who feel any sort of regret where you are concerned will suppose you are angry, and they will see anger in what you do, even if you're just quietly going about a life of your own choosing. They make you doubt yourself, which, depending on cases, can be a severe distraction and a waste of time. This is a thing I wish I had understood much earlier than I did.

So when she seemed distracted or absent-minded, it was in fact, I think, that she was aware of too many things, having no principle for selecting the more from the less important, and that her awareness could never be diminished, since it was among the things she had thought of as familiar that this disaster had taken shape.

It's television that makes things seem important, whether they are or not.

You think you're disconnected. But the question is, what are you disconnected from? You're actually constantly disconnecting from yourself by having all these things.

Ni siquiera tenía ánimos para concentrarse en la lectura.

No era el deseo de aprender, de triunfar, lo que te confinaba en la biblioteca, sino de marearte, intoxicarte, perderte en esas materias —ciencias o letras, daba igual— para no pensar, para ahuyentar los recuerdos dominicanos. —Pero

Busy work often looks more like work than real work does

most people are almost blind and they don't see most things and there is lots of spare capacity in their heads and it is filled with things which aren't connected and are silly, like, "I'm worried that I might have left the gas cooker on.

Which was what she hated about the countryside, no distraction from the dirty messed-up workings of the heart.

There are certain phases of mind in which a man can neither ride nor shoot, nor play a stroke at billiards, nor remember a card at whist, — and to such a phase of mind had come both Crosbie and Dale after their conversation over the gate.

as he cared no longer for the light that lies in a lady's eye, there was not much left to him in the world but cards and racing.

Has my watch stopped?" she wrote. "No. But its hands do not seem to be going around. Don't look at them. Think of something else—anything else; think of yesterday, a calm, ordinary, easy-flowing day, in spite of the nervous tension of waiting.

And this was what bothered him about owning a VCR. If that cowboy was yours for the taking—yours at the flip of a switch—what was to stop you from abandoning human contact altogether? He

This is my life. Born in a generation that craves distraction and escape. We are, after all, kids trapped in adult bodies. Kinda makes you wonder how we'll change the world.

I know people who read and read, and for all the good it does them they might just as well cut bread-and-butter. They take to reading as better men take to drink. They fly through the shires of literature on a motor-car, their sole object being motion. They will tell you how many books they have read in a year.

Did you know that the average viewing time per person is now three hours a day? Soon people won't be living their own lives any more. It will be a full-time job keeping up with the various family serials on TV!

And so reader, farewell to Sherlock Holmes! I thank you for your past constancy, and can but hope that some return has been made in the shape of that distraction from the worries of life and stimulating change of thought which can only be found in the fairy kingdom of romance.

A fool takes in all the lumber of every sort that he comes across, so that the knowledge which might be useful to him gets crowded out, or at best is jumbled up with a lot of other things so that he has a difficulty in laying his hands upon it.

He picked up a towel to dry his hair. You coming to work out? Yes. You want me to reset the machine? No, I want to ride you until you're begging me for mercy. Clearing her throat, she tried to shove that imagine out of her mind.

She brought herself away from the disagreeably clinging thought by her usual method - imagining the sweet sharp sensation of being burned alive.

It was not possible to communicate with her because she would not abandon her coffee cup.

While I kept playing chess with him, his mind was elsewhere. I took his queen and he took my Rose.