Quotes About Perspective

The point,' Ms. Conyers continued, is that no word had one specific definition. Maybe in the dictionary, but not in real life.

There was no short answer to this; like so much else, it was a long story. But what really makes any story real is knowing someone will hear it. And understand.

I just think that some things are meant to be broken, imperfect, chaotic. It's the universe's way of providing contrast, ya know? [...] If everything was always smooth and perfect, you'd get too used to that. You have to have a little bit of disorganization now and then, otherwise, you'll never really enjoy it when things go right.

When you don't know where you're going, maybe it wasn't such a bad thing to have more than you need.

Despite our differences, we did have a history. No one understood where I was coming from the way he did.

It was such a weird thing how a breakup stretched much wider than you expected. You didn't just lose a person, but their entire world as well.

My point is you're different here. Hollis I've only been here for a month. A lot can happen in a month he replied. Shoot in two weeks I met my future wife changed my entire life's trajectory and bought my first tie. You bought a tie I asked. Because honestly this was the most shocking part.

Whether it was a song, a person, or a story, there was a lot you couldn't know from just an excerpt, a glance, or part of a chorus.

People get mad Annabel. Its not the end of the world.

It's funny how two people can grow up in the same town, go to the same school, have the same friends, and end up so totally different. Family, or lack of it, counts for more than you'd think.

it sounded stupid, but of course everything does when you're just getting the bare bones facts, only the basics...

It's still a memory worth having, even if it's not exactly what you imagined

As far as I was concerned, we'd come to a draw: I hadn't wanted to come, and she didn't want me to leave. We were even. But I knew my mother wouldn't see it that way. Lately, we didn't seem to see anything the same.

Why don't you ever wait a second and see what I'm planning, or thinking, before you burst in with your opinions and ideas? You never even give me a chance.

Everything looks different when you're older, not staring up at the world but down upon it.

Happy, normal lives going on in happy, normal ways, in a works that was anything but. Once you realize this, experienced something that made it crystal clear, you couldn't forget it. Like a face. Or a name. However you learn that truth, once it's with you, it never really goes away.

Stuff that would be weird in the bright light of day just wasn't so much once you passed a certain hour.

Just because we don't see eye to eye on everything doesn't mean we can't be close.

I planned my whole future around Adam, she said now, quietly. And now I have nothing. No, I told her, now you just don't have Adam. There's a big difference, Lissa. You just can't see it yet.

Again, it occurred to me how weird it was to be permanent in a place that to everyone else was only temporary. Like I could never be sure if they were the ones who weren't real, or if I was.

That sucks, though, Wes said finally, his voice low. You're just setting yourself up to fail, because you'll never get everything perfect. Says who? He just looked at me. The world, he said, gesturing all around us, as if this party, this deck encompassed it all. The universe. There's just no way. And why would you want everything to be perfect, anyway? I don't want everything to be perfect, I said. Just me, I thought. Somehow. I just want—

It hadn't even occured to me that somebody would believe mine.

If you were dead, Owen told her, you'd have bigger problems than what you were wearing.

Like no longer having something could be a good thing, and the proof of it as well. I was used to the opposite, when absence equaled heartbreak.