Quotes About Perspective

Unpleasant things are like the rain: sometimes they visit us, but there is no point in worrying about them while the sun shines.

So great is the sea and so tiny are we.

Unpleasant things are like rain: sometimes they visit us, but there's no point in worrying about them while the sun shines. And anyway, you can take shelter from the rain, and many things that seem nasty from far away are not so terrible at all seen close up.

when they're about to hang you, ask for a glass of water. You never know what might happen before they bring it.

Now you're lying, Dandelion.' 'Not lying, just embellishing, and there's a difference.

Because I've overcome the vanity and pride of being different. I've understood that they are a pitiful defense against being different. Because I've understood that the sun shines differently when something changes, but I'm not the axis of those changes.

I consider gazing into the abyss utter foolishness. There are many things in the world much more worth gazing into.

Do you know what your problem is, Geralt? You think you're different. You flaunt your otherness, what you consider abnormal. You aggressively impose that abnormality on others, not understanding that for people who think clear-headedly you're the most normal man under the sun, and they all wish that everybody was so normal.

Don't mistake the stars reflected in a pond at night for those in the sky.

Everything ends.' No, he thought. I don't want it to be like that. I'm tired. Too tired to accept the perspective of endings which are beginnings, and starting everything over again. I'd like …

The changeability of the world is, as it happens, the only thesis in this treatise you can agree with.

Ha, ha. I, my dear Ciri, am a poet. Poets know everything about things like this. I'll tell you something else; poets know more about this sort of thing than the people involved do.

Pero esas mentiras, aunque eran mentiras, no estaban pensadas para engañar.

I wonder what else you dreamed about. That you're a frog? Calm down. You aren't. Did you dream that you're a chump? Well, that dream might have been prophetic.

I consider gazing into the abyss utter foolishness. There are many things in the world much more worth gazing into. Dandelion, Half a Century of Poetry

Both parties aren't capable of anything other than a strongly emotional evaluation of the consequences, while ignoring the causes.

No', he thought. 'I don't want it to be like that. I'm tired. Too tired to accept the perspective of endings which are beginnings, and starting everything over again.

Love,' Fringilla said slowly, 'is like renal colic. Until you have an attack, you can't even imagine what it's like. And when people tell you about it you don't believe them.

There's no such thing as devils!" yelled the poet, shaking the cat from sleep once and for all. "No such thing! To the devil with it, devils don't exist!" "True." Geralt smiled. "But, Dandilion, I could never resist the temptation of having a look at something that doesn't exist.

I don't care a shit about their time. What have I done to them?" groaned Dandelion. "What wrong have I done them?" "Think carefully," said the white-haired elf, approaching without a sound, "and maybe you can answer the question yourself.

You mistake the stars reflected in the surface of the lake at night for the heavens.

Because I've overcome the vanity and pride of being different, I've understood that they are a pitiful defense against being different. Because I've understood that the sun shines differently when something changes.

Elves live a long time, Ciri. By our time scale they are almost eternal. They thought humans were something that would pass, like a drought, like a heavy winter, or a plague of locusts, after which comes rain, spring, a new harvest. They wanted to sit it out. Survive.

Love,' Fringilla said slowly, 'is like renal colic. Until you have an attack, you can't even imagine what it's like. And when people tell you about it you don't believe them.