Quotes About Perspective

È che pensava a lei, la criticava, e di nuovo, dopo trent'anni, provava a spiegarsela.

pensé en lo desagradable que era que le dejaran a uno fuera; y pensé que quizás era peor que le encerraran a uno dentro;

Women have served all these centuries as looking-glasses possessing the magic and delicious power of reflecting the figure of man at twice its natural size. Without that power probably the earth would still be swamp and jungle.

That she had grown older? Would he say that, or would she see him thinking when he came back, that she had grown older?

Nada, porém, pode ser mais arrogante, embora mais comum, do que assumir que de Deuses só existe um, e de religiões nenhuma além da de quem fala.

kardjának élét az élet felé fordítva...

All colors made me happy: even gray. My eyes were such that literally they Took photographs.

Vladimir Nabokov

Everything in the world is beautiful, but Man only recognizes beauty if he sees it either seldom or from afar. Listen, today we are gods! Our blue shadows are enormous! We move in a gigantic, joyful world!

The good, the admirable reader identifies himself not with the boy or the girl in the book, but with the mind that conceived and composed that book.

A work of art has no importance whatever to society. It is only important to the individual.

for better or worse, it is the commentator who has the last word.

Reality is neither the subject nor the object of true art which creates its own special reality having nothing to do with the average reality perceived by the communal eye.

Philosophy is the invention of the rich.

In order to enjoy life, we should not enjoy it too much.

I discovered there was an endless source of robust enjoyment in trifling with psychiatrists.

Resemblances are the shadows of differences. Different people see different similarities and similar differences.

realidade (uma das poucas palavras que só fazem sentido entre aspas)

When, on a Sunday evening in May 1876, Anna throws herself under the freight train, she has existed more than four years since the beginning of the novel, but in the case of the Lyovins, during the same period, 1872 to 1876, hardly three years have elapsed. It is the best example of relativity in literature that is known to me.

I am quite willing to admit that they are also a deception but right now I believe in them so much that I infect them with truth.

Nothing on earth really matters, there is nothing to fear, and death is but a question of style, a mere literary device, a musical resolution.

For I do not exist: there exist but thousands of mirrors that reflect me. With every acquaintance I make, the population of phantoms resembling me increases.

I put a gentle hand to my chest as I surveyed the situation. The turquoise blue swimming pool some distance behind the lawn was no longer behind that lawn, but within my thorax, and my organs swam in it like excrements in the blue sea water in Nice.

I confess I do not believe in time. I like to fold my magic carpet, after use, in such a way as to superimpose one part of the pattern upon another. Let visitors trip.