Quotes About Perspective

guerrillas show their letters to a child because kids can often see the obvious before adults can.

She said that certain facts are accessible only from one point of view--the point of view of the creature who experiences them. You think she meant that the only shoes we can ever wear are our own. Meg can't imagine what it's like for you to be you, she can only imagine herself being you.

Growing up meant admitting you couldn't have everything.

Love is recreational, it needs not be aspirational

men talk to women so they can sleep with them and women sleep with men so they can talk to them. Where does that leave us, she asked lightly. In a Zen garden. Green and yellow mosses, raked gravel. Silence.

The corollary to the notion that any rumor is at least half true, is that any half-truth, repeated often enough, becomes entirely true.

Under the spell of alcohol your differences recede.

If what we took to be objective reality was so fragile that it could be swept away by 400 milligrams of mescaline, then perhaps the vitalists who had argued that the brain was merely a mechanism to stabilize an anarchic world were correct. Perhaps the notion of objective reality was a paradox.

Look at the positive side. To a man who is going to spend his wedding night alone, I would think that a live actress running around in the buff on stage would be a lot more interesting than an inflatable, anatomically correct doll." Stark gave her a thoughtful look. "Point taken.

You're not quite what I had in mind," she said. "What?" "I was thinking of getting a cat.

Act as if you are in control, especially when you know it's not true. Your mind will clear and you will be able to see opportunities that are veiled by chaos.

There's thinking outside the box and then there's failing to be able to find the box in the first place. You can't appreciate the new model until you understand the old one and why it isn't working anymore.

You read those pop-psych books?" "I was engaged to a psychologist for a while a year and a half ago. You hang out with shrinks, you pick up a few things." "Nothing contagious, I trust.

The meds don't make the pain go away, they just take you to a different place. But everyone around you thinks you're no longer in pain so they feel better.

When we were growing up, Cooper Island was our whole world." "And then we went out into a much bigger world, so the island and everything on it now seem smaller in comparison.

The older I get," Rafe said, shifting gears to negotiate the curving road that led down from the institute, "the more I'm convinced that the only good, working definition of 'normal' is the fact that you're still walking around outside and not locked up in a padded cell.

The man's got more money than God, and he sends you a bag of coffee?

We are fascinated by Ramses as Renaissance Christians were by the American Indians, those (human?) beings who had never known the word of Christ.

If truth and reality can clearly come only from the subject and his consciousness, then illusion, which is the opposite of these, must necessarily come from elsewhere. From the world of the object, from some other thing than the subject. Illusion, like profusion, comes to us from the world.

As flat as the earth before they noticed it was round. As ambiguous as the truth before they noticed it was true. As real as reality before they noticed it didn't exist. As beautiful as a woman before they noticed she wasn't one. And is the earth really round? It is when seen from another world. Just as the real is real only from our phenomenal point of view. Or, rather, from the viewpoint of the unverifiable hypothesis of its non- existence.

It is by no means clear that the other exists for everyone. Does the other exist for the Savage or the Primitive? Some relationships are asymmetrical: the one may be the other for the other without this implying that the other is the other for the one. I may be other for him even though he is not the other for me.

Boredom is out of luck: it is itself being discussed in crashingly boring terms.

You must not believe that truth remains truth when you take its veil away.' So, truth has no naked existence. You must not believe that the real remains the real after you have dispelled the illusion of the real. So, the real has no objective truth.

There is no self-portrait. It is the world which, through the image, produces its own self-portrait and we are allowed there only out of kindness (but the pleasure is shared). Conversely, every image should be looked at with the same intensity as our images in the mirror.