Quotes About Perspective

An arrow pointed into its center, above which were written the words YOU ARE HERE. This image had become ubiquitous on T-shirts as well as posters and I always felt mildly irritated by it, unsure of how to take it, whether it was meant to be comical or grave, to indicate the largeness of our lives or the insignificance.

They made my life big. They contributed to an education that money can't buy.

This is not the way I wanted it to be, that single honey said, but it was the way it was.

There is always a sunrise and always a sunset. It's up to you to be there for it, my mom said a million years ago, when she was alive. I rolled my eyes then, a million years ago. Now I live my life by it.

There is no why. You don't have a right to the cards you believe you should have been dealt. You have an obligation to play the hell out of the ones you're holding.

You don't have a right to the cards you believe you should have been dealt. You have an obligation to play the hell out of the ones you're holding. And, dear one, you and I both were granted a mighty generous hand.

The narratives we create in order to justify our actions and choices become in so many ways who we are. They are the things we say back to ourselves to explain our complicated lives.

The trees were tall, but I was taller

The answer to most problems is more often than not outside of the right-wrong binary that we tend to cling to when we're angry or scared or in pain. We are a complicated people. Our lives do not play out in absolutes.

It is, I guess, exactly what you're stuck with if you can't get some perspective on this matter, sweet pea.

What I know for sure is that freaking out about your student loan debt is useless. You'll be okay. It's only money. And it was money well spent.

think the answer to most problems is more often than not outside of the right/wrong binary that we tend to cling to when we're angry or scared or in pain.

He wasn't delusional or ill or giving into age-induced dementia. He was my father. The man he'd always been. And he was talking to me as if I was his daughter. As if he had a right. But he didn't.

But I encourage you to swallow your pride and hear your friends out, to look at the image of yourself they're reflecting back to you. It might be useful. It might piss you off.

But I encourage you to swallow your pride and hear your friends our, to look at the image of yourself they're reflecting back to you It might be useful. It might piss you off. It might help you get over the tender feelings you have about what happened at the cabin. The complicated thing about friends is that sometimes they are totally wrong about us and sometimes they are totally right and it's almost always only in retrospect that we know which is which.

One of the things that happens a lot is you get to see how many times things happen, literal things happen and how they are completely metaphors for where you are. It's like a mirror is being held up just about an inch to your face.

you must trust your truest truth, even though there are other truths running alongside it

We act as if we don't know that awful things happen to all sorts of people every second of every day and the only thing that's changed about the world or the existence or nonexistence of God or the color of the sky is that the awful thing is happening to us.

THE RECKONING Dear Sugar, I am the lucky mama of one darling baby and oh, how I treasure every moment! Unfortunately—or fortunately, depending on how you look at it—the baby's daddy does not follow suit on treasuring every moment.

Or rather, it's a bunch of what happened that ends up being about nothing at all.

Your assumptions about the lives of others are in direct relation to your naïve pomposity. Many

Tvoje p?edpoklady o život? druhých lidí p?ímo souvisejí s tvou naivní nabub?elostí. Mnozí lidé, o nichž si myslíš, že jsou bohatí, nejsou bohatí. Mnozí lidé, o nichž si myslíš, že to mají v život? snadné, museli tvrd? pracovat. Mnozí lidé, kte?í zdánliv? jen tak proplouvají životem, trp?li a stále ješt? trpí.

You have a bundle on your head, sweet pea. And though that bundle may be impossible for you to see right now, it's entirely visible to me. You aren't torn. You're only just afraid.

There are plenty of things in the world to be sad about. But a boy who doesn't love you shouldn't be one of them.