Quotes About Impression

What the human being sees, what is poured into his environment, becomes a force in him. In accordance with it, he forms himself.

Cee Lo is the coolest human being I have ever met in my life.

I'd never noticed him anywhere near the pool, but he knew my swimwear cold, which was flattering and alarming at the same time.

The face you give the world tells the world how to treat you, my mother used to say whenever I resisted her grooming.

She was] sitting across from us, her legs pressed together to one side, like a slash mark. Pretty/professional.

never entirely erased the stink, though—she must have one rank pussy)

He has that look, like I am being unreasonable

O rosto que você apresenta ao mundo diz ao mundo como tratar você (...).

Everything about Butch was like puffed air and cotton candy, but it thrilled her anyway whenever he straightened up to call to her through the tall grass.

I have never been an eavesdropper, even in childhood. Not from any sense of virtue but because I really do not want to know what people think of me or, to be precise, what they say of me - often a different matter. I can usually imagine the unpleasant judgements, for we are what others needs us to be. That is why our reputations change so often and so drastically, reflecting no particular change in us, merely a change in the mood of those who observe us.

It is always of interest to know what strikes another human being as remarkable.

When a train pulls into a great city I am reminded of the closing moments of an ouverture.

It felt odd and poetic and encouraging coming back after so many years, a shape imposing itself on life again after chaos.

General Thé is not a very controlled character.' 'And bombs aren't for boys from Boston. Who is Pyle's chief, Heng?' 'I have the impression that Mr Pyle is very much his own master.' 'What is he? O.S.S.?' 'The initial letters are not very important. I think now they are different.

From behind he looked younger than he was in his dark thin ready-made suit a little too big for him at the hips, but when you met him face to face he looked older, the slatey eyes were touched with the annihilating eternity from which he had come and to which he went.

The contrast between the familiar and the exceptional was everywhere around me. A bullock cart was drawn up beside a modern sports car at a traffic signal. A man squatted to relieve himself behind the discreet shelter of a satellite dish. An electric forklift truck was being used to unload goods from an ancient wooden cart with wooden wheels. The impression was of a plodding indefatigable and distant past that had crashed intact through barriers of time into its own future. I liked it.

out at them, turning this way and that, his face cramped in an expression

His was the definition that stayed with me.

I like the sound of words, but I don't ever really expect my slow, slanted impression of the world to change by what I read.

In New York, the Mets are winning the World Series in 1969; that was pretty big, but I would say the moon landing was right up there with the Mets in the World Series. So it made a, a big impression on me as a little kid.

When I first saw California, it was extraordinary. Because I came from old, black, dark England, still recovering from World War II. I grew up with bomb sites everywhere.

When I saw work shoes, I would know that that person worked. I was very worried about people with shiny, pointed shoes as a child.

I'm always a little worried when people have met me in person because I'm worried they'll be disappointed.

I'm really not worried about my image overall.