Quotes About Perspective

The poet Rainer Maria Rilke once remarked that in your darkest moments you shouldn't blame your life. Instead, you should blame yourself for not being able to see the poetry.

Shattered Glass By Jerry Rosen

I am me and You are You

Gdy to koty mia?y definiowa? ?wiat, wa?ne miejsce zajmowa?yby w nim po?erane dla zabawy muchy

When the landed gentry cut up a seed cake for tea it makes no difference to the cake which of them holds the knife; whoever 'won' Earth's war, it would be the same old crew who stepped up to hold out their plates: the squabble over Truck and the Device was nothing more than a polite difference as to who should have the largest slice.

When the landed gentry cut up a seed cake for tea it makes no difference to the cake which of them holds the knife; whoever 'won' Earth's war, it would be the same old crew who stepped up afterward to hold out their plates: the squabble over Truck and the Device was nothing more than a polite difference between friends as to who should have the largest slice

Much of life, you will never know what happened to you at all, let alone to anyone else.

The moment you step into a landscape it becomes another one.

People try to help, but all they have to work with is their theory of you. In the end they're talking to themselves.

This was how life went. A single moment seemed to extend forever, then suddenly you were snapped out of it. The forward motion of time stretched whatever rubbery glue-like substance had fixed you there until it failed catastrophically. You weren't the person you were before you got trapped; you weren't the person you were while you were trapped: the merciless thing about it, Liv discovered, was that you weren't someone entirely different either.

Horse-chestnut flowers bobbed like white wax candles above the deserted pavements. An oblique light struck into the street - so that its long and normally profitless perspective seemed to lead straight into the heart of a younger, more ingenuous city - and fell across the fronts of the houses where he had once lived, warming up the rotten brick and imparting to it a not unpleasant pinkish colour.

Some people choose to see Coincidences, others choose to see Miracles.

In thinking about miracles, I believe that our frame of reference has been too dramatic. We have been looking for the burning bush, the parting of the sea, the bellowing voice from heaven. Instead we should be looking at the ordinary day-to-day events in our lives for evidence of the miraculous, maintaining at the same time a scientific orientation.

Most of us operate from a narrower frame of reference than that of which we are capable, failing to transcend the influence of our particular culture, our particular set of parents and our particular childhood experience upon our understanding.

A life of total dedication to the truth also means a life of willingness to be personally challenged. The only way that we can be certain that our map of reality is valid is to expose it to the criticism and challenge of other map-makers.

For any single thing of importance, there are multiple reasons.

It's interesting, Ted," I said, "that whenever something significantly painful happens to you, you rail against God, you rail against what a shitty, terrible world it is. But when something good happens to you, you guess you're lucky. A minor tragedy and it's God's fault. A miraculous blessing and it's a bit lucky. What do you make of that?

We must always consider our personal discomfort relatively unimportant and, indeed, even welcome it in the service of the search for truth.

But the fact of the matter is that everyone has an explicit or implicit set of ideas and beliefs as to the essential nature of the world.

Or even when we determine that people are truly intending to encroach on us, we may realize that, for one reason or another, it is not in our best interests to respond to that imposition with anger.

We have a situation in which human beings, who must deal with each other, have vastly different views as to the nature of reality, yet each one believes his or her own view to be the correct one since it is based on the microcosm of personal experience.

And to make matters worse, most of us are not even fully aware of our own world views, much less the uniqueness of the experience from which they are derived.

But is all this what God has done to humans or what humans have done to God?

Ne?manoma suprasti kito, nepadarius jam erdv?s savyje.