Quotes About Distraction

Satan uses any means, ethical or unethical, to distract us from trusting in God, drawing us away to trust in ourselves by moving us into fear, into anger, into pride.

I don't pay much attention to sports.

I am bound to you by love, the most magical spell of all, which instead of quickly fading can grow more powerful over time." She couldn't help smiling at him. "You're trying to distract me, aren't you?" Alain nodded. "Unsuccessfully, it appears.

We spend all of our time doing that stuff instead of talking to the people right next to us, the people who know us. I don't know them and they don't know me. How can you find yourself when you're part of an infinite crowd and everybody is yelling?

If you require two hours of uninterrupted time, turn off your iPhone, Blackberry, or whatever your particular preference is. Use your tech aid wisely—obviously there are times when you need to be available.

When I was here, I wanted to be there. When I was there, all I could think of was getting back into the jungle.

By forgetting the past and by throwing myself into other interests, I forget to worry.

He always had a thing for Madonna-like sexpots. His wandering eye never stopped roaming at dinner parties, the theater, or shopping. A sex grenade would come into view, and he'd stop mid-sentence until she had passed. A stunning redhead would stroll by our table, and his wolf eyes would follow her rear end like a puppy chasing a ball. It was embarrassing and shameless, and it really pissed me off.

Sometimes waiting for a question to finish is like watching someone draw an elephant starting with the tail first. As soon as you see the tail your mind wanders all over the place and you think of a million other animals that also have tails until you don't care about the elephant because it's only one thing when you've been thinking about a million others.

What you don't have to think about can't really get to you.

Audiences can get their politics elsewhere. They go to the theater to forget.

If I stop to kick every barking dog, I am not going to get where I'm going.

I think the best thing I can do is to be a distraction. A husband lives and breathes his work all day long. If he comes home to more table thumping, how can the poor man ever relax?

Jessie reached for 'Ten Bright Ideas to Light Up Your Sales'. It was on her bedside table, right next to 'Charlotte's Web'. Jessie's hand hovered. She looked longingly at Wilbur and Fern watching Charlotte hanging b a thread. But this was war, and she couldn't stop to read for fun.

We have no future any more. All we can do is entertain ourselves by conversing.

The curative properties of distraction were a balm to her agitated state. She had recently discovered that she was damn good at demolition; she liked tearing things apart, ripping entire walls off in huge slabs.

Did money give people a blind spot? Rob them of their hearing?

There was no board of education. Instead, her mother loaded her up with textbooks and told her to study. But once her parents went off to work, Iris turned the television on, poured herself a second, third, fourth bowl of cereal, and sat watching game shows and soap operas.

Your life is just about craving, and making something else tremendously more important than you.

Sex in the body is fine. Money in the wallet is fine. It is only a problem when they enter your mind.

You care more about the stupid dance squad than you care about me!" she snapped. "That's not true!" Hannah protested. "The old Hannah would have been excited that the boy I've liked forever is finally asking me to hang out," Caitlin said. "You can't think about anything except dance, dance, dance!

she talked in one of her memoirs of ignoring her little brother when she was supposed to be looking after him: "I liked reading a book much more than I liked looking after him (and even now I like reading a book more than I like looking after my own children...)

A man came up the far side of the street, walking neither slow nor fast ,not turning his head, as he paused, and quite surely not noticing them; they watched him until he was out of sight, and Rufus felt, and was sure that his father felt, that though there was no harm in the man and he had as good a right as they did to be there, minding his own business, their journey was interrupted from the moment they first saw him until they saw him out of sight.

Concluí que os livros nos enlevam, mas nunca o bastante, e que ao mesmo tempo que nos aproximam de uma revelação final podem nos distrair e atrasar nosso progresso.