Quotes About Perspective

I often reminded the players to focus on the journey rather than the endgame, because if you give the future all your attention, the present will pass you by.

You can choose to see your goal with 20/20 accuracy, and when you can see a goal that clearly, you can achieve it.

I appreciate life so much after I see people die. It is always just such a reminder that every moment -- this is all we have. This is it. I don't know if there is anything before or after, but this is what we do know. This is it. There are no guarantees for anything else. So we have to always, always appreciate.

She laughed merrily. "What can you do but laugh?

It is wise to take admissions of uncertainty seriously," Daniel Kahneman noted, "but declarations of high confidence mainly tell you that an individual has constructed a coherent story in his mind, not necessarily that the story is true.

From the point of view of high generalship those holding attacks had served their purpose pretty well. From the point of view of mother's sons they had been a bloody shambles without any gain. The point of view depends on the angle of vision.

In the end . . . . . . . Stand where we feel led. Stand straight, stand tall, and try to remember that other folks might be led to stand elsewhere.

We just never know. We think we do. We think we have life figured out, and in our arrogance we become hard. But life has a way of humbling us, of softening us.

Raw pain alarms. us. It reminds us that life isn't as orderly as we'd hoped. We demand that pain settle down before we shuffle it off to the quiet table. We want pain to stay in its own little section, want to keep it from spilling over into the other parts of life. Just like . lunch trays. Keep pain in its own little compartment.

There's danger in thinking joy is a matter of location. If we can't find joy where we are, we probably won't find it anywhere.

When I was in second grade, my teacher, Miss Maxwell, read from The Harmony Herald that one in every four children lived in China. I remember looking over the room, guessing which children they might be. I wasn't sure where China was, but suspected it was on bus route three. I recall being grateful I didn't live in China because I didn't care for Chinese food and couldn't speak the language.

Sometimes what we think we need isn't what we need at all, and what gets thrown in for good measure is that which fills our hearts.

Sometimes what we think we need isn't what we need at all, and what gets thrown in for good measure is that which fills our hearts.

So I go to college and I'm standing there looking in the microscope. And there aren't even any paramecia in there at all, 'cause the slide moved. And the instruction is, 'Draw what you see.' And I realize that there's nothing there, nothing at all. But I can't consciously face the fact that this is a symbol of my whole projected four years there, I'm drawing pictures of things that -

maybe I have got to the point when I see something in everything, because I want to see something. The next thing, he thought, is voices. I'll start hearing voices. What can I count on? What can I believe?

So books are real to me, too; they link me not just with other minds but with the vision of other minds, what those minds understand and see. I see their worlds as well as I see my own.

Everything is true,' he said. 'Everything anybody has ever thought.' 'Will you be all right?' 'I'll be all right,' he said, and thought, And I'm going to die. Both those are true, too.

It is amazing that when someone else spouts the nonsense you yourself believe you can readily perceive it as nonsense

When do I see a photograph, when a reflection?

Everything is true, he said. Everything anybody has ever thought.

How can days and happenings and moments so good become so quickly ugly, and for no reason, for no real reason? Just—change. With nothing causing it.

In a civil war… every side is wrong. It's hopeless to try to untangle it. Everyone is a victim.

The existence of a majority logically implies a corresponding minority.

When he turned on the tape-transport once more, Arctor was saying, -- as near as I can figure out, God is dead. Luckman answered, I didn't know He was sick.