Quotes About Distraction

We got distracted. Ty said I could come to the tasting. Maddy— Please. He's going to put my wine in. David glanced over. You're a brave man, MacMillan. You never spent an evening chugging any Run, Walk and Fall Down? With a grin, David covered Maddy's ears. Once or twice, and fortunately I lived to regret it. Your wine club might object to the addition. Yeah. The thought of that tickled Ty, too. It'll broaden their outlook. Or poison them. Please, Dad. It's for science.

Not answering your phone is the equivalent of putting your fingers in your ears and going: La la la.

Do you need to get that? Wherever it is. If I do, somebody'll just want to talk to me. I'd rather talk to you. How anyone could work in such confusion and disorder was beyond her.

Religion has no major relevance for the teachings of the Noble Eightfold Path. It might even act as a distraction. At its best, it reminds us of the deep things in life, but life ought to do that already. We

An author I know once explained why writing became so much more difficult in the twenty-first century: "The biggest problem in my life," he said, "is that my work machine is also my pornography delivery machine.

Game shows are designed to make us feel better about the random, useless facts that are all we have left of our education.

Big Brother isn't watching. He's singing and dancing. He's pulling rabbits out of a hat. Big Brother's busy holding your attention every moment you're awake. He's making sure you're always distracted. He's making sure you're fully absorbed.

That's pretty much how we get through our own lives, watching television. Smoking crap. Self-medicating. Redirecting our attention. Jacking off. Denial.

some soap opera, you know, real people pretending to be fake people with made-up problems being watched by real people to forget their real problems.

We come from a generation of people who need their TV or stereo playing all the time. These people so scared of silence. These soundaholics, these quietophobics.

You can guess this is how men have been handling Eva's hostility for her whole life. Just distract her. Get through the moment. Avoid confrontation. Run away. That's pretty much how we get through our own lives, watching television. Smoking crap. Self-medicating. Redirecting our own attention. Jacking off. Denial.

These distraction-oholics. These focus-ophobics.

Old George Orwell got it backward. Big Brother isn't watching. He's singing and dancing. He's pulling rabbits out of a hat. Big Brother's busy holding your attention every moment you're awake. He's making sure you're always distracted. He's making sure you're fully absorbed.

Anymore, no one's mind is their own. You can't concentrate. You can't think. There's always some noise worming in. Singers shouting. Dead people laughing. Actors crying. All those little doses of emotion.

The career of a movie star consists of helping everyone else forget their troubles. Using charm and beauty and good cheer to make life look easy.

Anymore, no one's mind is their own. You can't concentrate. You can't think. There's always some noise worming in. Singers shouting. Dead people laughing. Actors crying. All these little doses of emotion. Someone's always spraying the air with their mood.

The people I know who used to sit in the bathroom with pornography, now they sit in the bathroom with their IKEA furniture catalogue.

In the outside world, he told me, there was no real silence.

In the workshop where I started to write fiction, you had to read your work in public. Most times, you read in a bar or coffeehouse where you'd be competing with the roar of the espresso machine. Or the football game on television. Music and drunk people talking. Against all this noise and distraction, only the most shocking, most physical, dark and funny stories got heard. Our test audience would never sit still for Barn-Raising Club.

Watching hours of television seemed to help, but it took brainpower to be so dumb.

The best way to waste your life is by taking notes. The easiest way to avoid living is to just watch.

Big Brother isn't watching. He's singing and dancing. He's pulling rabbits out of a hat. Big Brother's busy holding your attention every moment you're awake. He's making sure you're always distracted. He's making sure you're

These people who need their television or stereo or radio playing all the time. These people so scared of silence. These are my neighbors. These sound-oholics. These quiet-ophobics.

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