Quotes About Perspective

But I ain't young enough to count on what I think bein' right, either, an' I ain't fool enough to figure on things turning out the way I expect 'em to.

They didn't understand that he talked of pleasant things and faraway places just to create a happy prospect that they could look forward to for a while. It wasn't meant to really happen, and yet women never seemed to grasp that; he had been in ticklish spots several times as their disappointment turned to anger.

though his day-to-day responsibilities had constantly shrunk over the last ten years, life did not seem easier. It just seemed smaller and a good deal more dull.

The Western photographers also managed to put the people in scale with the landscapes, to the amazement of Easterners.

He had know several men who blew their heads off, and he has pondered it much. It seemed to him it was probably because they could not take enough happiness just from the sky and the moon to carry them over the low feelings that came to all men.

It was an odd thing, but true, that the death of an enemy could affect you as much almost as much as the death of a friend.

If you mean Miss Austen, I don't find her particularly romantic, Tasmin declared. Can't say that I care much about the marriage arrangements among the middle classes. Tasmin Berrybender

I could hear them whispering how Granddad had gone to a better place. They could think so and go to hell; I didn't believe it. Not unless dirt is a better place than air.

I doubt it matters where you die, but it matters where you live.

What part of a man is it best to shoot at?" asked Sean. "His horse," said Jake.

Of course Gus was a great blabber, but his blabbing wasn't really like the chattering the other sports did. He was just full of opinion, which he freely poured out, as much for his own amusement as for anything.

I don't sing about myself," Campo said. "I sing about life. I am happy, but life is sad. The songs don't belong to me." "Well, you sing them, who do they belong to?" Pea asked. "They belong to those who hear them," Po said.

though his day-to-day responsibilities had constantly shrunk over the last ten years, life did not seem easier. It just seemed smaller and a good deal more dull. Call

It ain't dying I'm talking about, it's living," Augustus said. "I doubt it matters where you die, but it matters where you live.

Ain't this been a hell of a time?

I could hear [the old ladies from Thalia] whispering how Granddad had gone to a better place. They could think and go to hell; I didn't believe it. Not unless dirt is a better place than air.

And why beholdest thou the mote that is in thy brother's eye, but considerest not the beam that is in thine own eye? Matthew 7:3

You might find it helpful to read the works of Robert Heinlein and Poul Anderson. The hallmark of a truly great philosopher is that he never writes books on philosophy, and those two are the best. Anderson for how to get along with people who are conspicuously wrong, and Heinlein for when not to.

Reading has been very different for me ever since, much lighter, with less attachment.

We've heard the content of our mental formations so many times we're sick of them.

Well, I thought it was funny. -Stephen Colbert

It's not so much

Norwegian way of keeping all our earthly affairs from achieving too much importance.

This is the thing about good and evil. They aren't so far apart—and they often start from the same valiant place of wanting something to be different.