Quotes About Perspective

Nel momento in cui riconosceva quello che c'era su una cartuccia provava la sensazione carica d'ansia che ci fosse qualcosa di meglio su un'altra cartuccia e che potenzialmente se lo stava perdendo. Poi si rese conto che avrebbe avuto tutto il tempo di godersi ogni cartuccia e capì intellettualmente che non aveva senso provare il panico di perdersi qualcosa.

I am a giant, a mountain, a planet. Everything else is far off below. My footsteps are countries, my shadow a time zone. I watch from high windows. I wash in high clouds.

Nosotros, turistas, podemos disfrutar de nuestros sentimientos a favor de los derechos animales con las barrigas llenas de tocino.

Ndiawar is bent to an open drawer. 'Your new art therapy person,' he says to Yang. Yang looks Day in the eye. 'Look, man' he says. 'I rotate three-dimension objects. Mentally.

How odd I can have all this inside me and to you it's just words.

But they're shit.' 'And yet at the same time they're art. Exquisite pieces of art. They're literally incredible.' 'No, they're literally shit is literally what they are.

This is what I get for passing down priceless fruits of hard experience to somebody who still thinks it's exciting to shave.

I have dickered over trinkets with malnourished children. I have learned what it is to become afraid of one's own cabin toilet. I have now heard—and am powerless to describe—reggae elevator music.

My husband laughed without smiling. He looked at the last of the sun-colored water as we approached the Brooklyn Bridge's system of angled shadows. If no one is really the way we see them, that would include me, I said. And you. Rudy admired the sunset. He said it looked explosive, hanging, all round, just over the water. Reflected and doubled in that bit of river. But he was looking only at the water. I saw him.

You are in love with a man", says Julie, "who insists that he can love you only when you stand in the exact center of whatever room you are in

Tiene que ver con el verdadero valor de una verdadera educación, que no pasa por las notas ni los títulos y sí en gran medida por la simple conciencia: la conciencia de algo que es tan real y tan esencial, y que está tan oculto delante mismo de nuestras narices y por todas partes, que nos vemos obligados a recordarnos a nosotros mismos una y otra vez: «Esto es agua».

extremely sensitive: carsick, airsick, heightsick; my sister likes to say I'm lifesick)

Also Dad said it was a shame to go to bed early and miss everything when you could sleep late the next day and catch up...

The two most engaging powers of a good author are to make new things familiar and familiar things new.

Money has only a different value in the eyes of each.

But it's a changeable world! When we consider how great our sorrow seem , and how small they are ; how we think we shall die of grief, and how quickly we forget, I think we ought to be ashamed of ourselves and our fickle-heartedness. For, after all, what business has Time to bring us consolation?

I never knew whether to pity or congratulate a man on coming to his senses.

Did we know what our intimates and dear relations thought of us, we should live in a world that we should be glad to quit, and in a frame of mind and a constant terror, that would be perfectly unbearable

The world is a looking-glass, and gives back to every man the reflection of his own face. Frown at it, and it will in turn look sourly upon you ; laugh at it and with it, and it is a jolly kind companion;

he may never be quite sure his picture is the only one which could explain his observations

One day in the afternoon of the world, glum death will come and sit in you, and when you get up to walk, you will be as glum as death, but if you're lucky, this will only make the fun better and the love greater.

Every man in the world is better than someone else and not as good as someone else.

There is a small area of land in Asia Minor that is called Armenia, but it is not so. It is not Armenia. It is a place. There are only Armenians, and they inhabit the earth, not Armenia, since there is no Armenia. There is no America and there is no England, and no France, and no Italy. There is only the earth.

There's a pretty woman for ever lucky man in the world: every man in the world is a lucky man if he only knew it, so why waste time?