Quotes About Perspective

Why was it that pebbles looked like boulders until they were in your rearview mirror?

She wanted to daydream, pretend that her world was upright instead of fallen on its side;

A thing can be true and not the truth, now shush.

As she neared her destination, she took her glasses off. She hadn't come to the point where she trusted the world as seen through a lens.

Stop thinking about what you've lost, and think about what you have left.

The past has a clarity I can no longer see in the present.

Yeah. Well. The glass can be half empty or half full." Leni knew the glass was broken.

Leni sighed. How was Mama's unshakable belief in Dad any different than his fear of Armageddon? Did adults just look at the world and see what they wanted to see, think what they wanted to think? Did evidence and experience mean nothing?

It was all out there—the mystery, the beauty; beyond her ability to see now, but there just the same. It was simply a matter of timing and perspective, what one saw.

I'd always believed that the truth of a person was easily spotted, a line drawn in dark ink on white paper. Now, I wonder. Maybe the truth of who we are lies hidden in all those shades of gray that everyone talks about.

Conlan: "She's not Sophia." Angie: "She's somebody's Sophia.

I see the incredulity in my son's eyes and it makes me smile. Our children see us so imperfectly.

Yesterday I was worried about a lot of things. Today I know what matters.

We do not see things as they are, we see them as we are." —ANAÏS NIN

She leaned back against the sliding door and wondered at the vistas she wasn't seeing. It was all out there - the mystery, the beauty; beyond her ability to see now, but there just the same. It was simply a matter of timing and perspective, what one saw. Like with Mom. Perhaps everything had been there to be seen all along and Meredith had the wrong perspective, or not enough light.

It was one of those moments—an instant of grace in a crazy, sometimes impossibly dangerous world—that changed a man's life.

It's too bad we don't live life backward. I think it was Kierkegaard who said that.

All her life she had waited—longed for—people to love her, but now she saw what really mattered. She had known love, been blessed by it.

Men tell stories", I say. It is the truest, simplest answer to his question. "Women get on with it.

If nothing else, this pause has given me that: a lens through which to view my previous life. It's not forgiveness. Not even near that yet, but it is … acceptance, and that's better than nothing.

Ah, Elsa. You got a wrong picture of yourself." "Even if that is true, what does a person do about it? The things your parents say and the things your husband doesn't say become a mirror, don't they? You see yourself as they see you, and no mater how far you come, you bring that mirror with you." "Break it", Jean said. "How?" "With a gosh dang rock." Jean leaned forward. "I'm a mirror too, Elsa. You remember that.

Možda je tako trebalo biti,možda se tako život razvijao ako živiš dovoljno dugo.Radost i tuga sastavni su dio paketa;trik je u tome da osjetiš sve,ali da se malo ?vrš?e držiš radosti jer nikad ne znaš kad bi se snažno srce moglo ugasiti.

The true voyage of self-discovery lies not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes. —MARCEL PROUST

In real life, she saw, it wasn't like that. It was sadness opening up inside of you, changing how you saw the world.