Quotes About Perspective

There is an Indian story -- at least I heard it as an Indian story -- about an Englishman who, having been told that the world rested on a platform which rested on the back of an elephant which rested in turn on the back of a turtle, asked (perhaps he was an ethnographer; it is the way they behave), what did the turtle rest on? Another turtle. And that turtle? 'Ah, Sahib, after that it is turtles all the way down

What we call our data are really our own constructions of other people's constructions of what they and their compatriots are up to.

If we wanted home truths, we should have stayed at home.

The notion that someone who does not hold your views holds the reciprocal of them, or simply hasn't got any, has, whatever its comforts for those afraid reality is going to go away unless we believe very hard in it, not conduced to much in the way of clarity in the anti-relativist discussion, but merely to far too many people spending far too much time describing at length what it is they do not maintain than seems in any way profitable.

West in Buffalo Bayou. Why don't they like that? "Because it casts reasonable doubt on David West's story! "It is unreasonable to believe that a woman was

The Bible's a lot of regurgitated garbage. There's no way all the truth can be contained in one book.

on the list of priorities my ass is number one, and my ass is also number two. My soul's in a distant third place.

Aber dann blickte ich auf. Über dem Bücherregal hing eine gerahmte Zeichnung. Sie zeigte einen Hai, der im Begriff ist, einen Barsch zu verschlingen; der Barsch seinerseits schickt sich an, eine Elritze zu schlucken, und diese wiederum will gerade einen Wurm fressen. Der Hai sagt: "Es gibt jede Menge Gerechtigkeit." Der Barsch sagt: "Es gibt ein bißchen Gerechtigkeit." Die Elritze klagt: "Es gibt keine Gerechtigkeit", und der Wurm schreit: "Hilfe!

Why do women have cunts?" "I can't imagine." "So that men will talk to them.

You know the story of the Harvard graduate comes to Texas a while back and says to his rancher uncle, 'Uncle Will, how come you can get heavier punishment here for stealing a cow than for killing a man?' Uncle Will says, 'Look out the window. See those cows out to pasture? See any of them look like they need stealing?' " Warren

Life shouldn't be printed on dollar bills.

If you really want to know about the future, don't ask a technologist, a scientist, a physicist. No! Don't ask somebody who's writing code. No, if you want to know what society's going to be like in 20 years, ask a kindergarten teacher.

Si realmente quieren saber sobre el futuro, no le pregunten a un técnico, a un científico o a un físico. ¡No! No le pregunten a quien escriba en código. No, si quieren saber cómo va a ser la sociedad en 20 años, pregúntenle a la maestra de un jardín de niños.

People always want to move forward even when they are just sitting. They lean forward, look sideways, look backwards and even stand up to see what is ahead of them. Realizing they are actually facing a mirror in front of them.

Many years I lived in the highlands, gazing at the lowlands. Then I decided to go down. Now, I look up at the highlands.

Taking everything easy is very light. Taking everything serious can be very hard. We don't talk too much when we don't feel good with what we are told to do.

The moon does not appear above all places where we stand. We know it is there, even when we have doubts that it may not be visible in the coming days.

Through the years, people of the world (young and old) build castles in the sands. Grains of different styles, shapes and sizes representing a common notion... beauty and harmony.

Four orphans outside a church received a dime, a quarter coin, a half-dollar coin and a dollar coin. The oldest orphan gets the one dollar-coin while the youngest gets the dime. How do you measure the value of life?

Live simple, but don't stop dreaming. The world is not yours to hold, but you can manage it in your own time.

We usually see things by eye... and feel the rest by imagination, illusion or instinct.

For of what account are Truth and Love when Life itself has ceased to seem desirable?

There are two kinds of writers; the great ones who can give you truths, and the lessor ones, who can only give you themselves.

To divide one's life by years is of course to tumble into a trap set by our own arithmetic. The calendar consents to carry on its dull wall-existence by the arbitrary timetables we have drawn up in consultation with those permanent commuters, Earth and Sun. But we, unlike trees, need grow no annual rings.