Quotes About Perspective

And an author can never claim his Story is complete until it has been read by a reader, and only then can the circle be closed. A Story can never remain static, either. For each new reader brings to the Story afresh his own unique set of past experiences, giving him a peculiar lens through which to conjure different emotions out of the very same words . . .

the human mind is not an objective recorder of information . . .

Go away," he said. "Do you know you've almost no clothes on?" "Never mind. I need—" "Never mind? Listen to me, Miss Innocence. There are many things a man can 'never mind.' A nearly naked woman isn't one of them.

Women do not lie, my lord Dain," came a faintly accented voice from the door. "It merely seems so because they exist in another reality.

Men don't know what they want. Women must show them.

You shouldn't have married an elderly man." "Virgil was four and fifty when we wed," she [Daphne] said. "That is not exactly Methuselah." "How old were you?" "Nineteen and a half," she said. ""You'd have done better with two husbands of seven and twenty," he said.

You kissed first," he said. "On the cheek!" "On the cheek, on the lips. All the same to me. Female, kiss. Male, excited. Do I have to explain simple facts of life to you? »

Istina, Dain to nije u to vrijeme na taj na?in vidio, ali muškarac nije u stanju išta vidjeti kako valja dok žena zariva svoje kandže u njega i trga ga na komadi?e

Women don't have a sense of humor," Bertie said. "They don't need one. The Almighty made them as a permanent joke on men. From which one may logically deduce that the Almighty is a female.

It's ironic that when I was alive, all I thought about was death.

Worry is like a rocking chair. It uses up all your energy, but where does it get you?

A woman's two cents worth is worth two cents in the music business.

Religion is hard. You either see Jonah in the belly of the whale or you don't, my dark sister. It's all on the inside.

When I hear the ignorant things people say about the war, about it all being over slavery, I want to shout that it isn't. It isn't that at all. Remember

His jaw locked. "You don't know shit about me." She put her hands at either side of his face and smiled with too much emotion. "You want to know what I think?" For some reason, tension pulled at him. "Probably some idiotic romanticized nonsense." When her confidence didn't falter, he made a sound of disgust. "All right, go ahead and tell me." "I think you're the one who doesn't know shit about you

But love was strange. It distorted your perspective and played havoc with your logic.

We tend to think that the future happens later, but we're creating it in our minds every day. When the present falls apart, so does the future we had associated with it. And having the future taken away is the mother of all plot twists.

I remember a quote from Einstein: "No problem can be solved from the same level of consciousness that created it.

Sometimes in their pain, people believe that the agony will last forever. But feelings are actually more like weather systems—they blow in and they blow out. Just because you feel sad this minute or this hour or this day doesn't mean you'll feel that way in ten minutes or this afternoon or next week. Everything you feel—anxiety, elation, anguish—blows in and out again.

Next time you're about to rule out some guy because he's not your ideal, try to focus on the good things about him, because some guy is going to have to focus on the good things about you, even though he may have wanted someone more easygoing or taller. Every time you start to dissect some guy, note that he's willfully ignoring all of this in order to go out with you.

We are mirrors reflecting mirrors reflecting mirrors, showing one another what we can't yet see.

Every laugh and good time that comes my way feels ten times better than before I knew such sadness.

Insight allows you to ask yourself, Is this something that's being done to me or am I doing it to myself? The answer gives you choices, but it's up to you to make them.

Our younger selves think in terms of a beginning, middle, and some kind of resolution. But somewhere along the way—perhaps in that middle—we realize that everyone lives with things that may not get worked out. That the middle has to be the resolution, and how we make meaning of it becomes our task.