Quotes About Perspective

Eis a minha opinião: não me parece que as religiões se baseiem em mentiras, mas também não me parece que se baseiem em verdades. Acho que surgem devido ao que as pessoas precisam na altura.

I wonder if, as you get older, you stop missing people so fiercely. Maybe growing up is just focusing on what you've got, instead of what you don't

That what one person sees as a difference of opinion can be, to the other person, a sign of great disrespect.

Can a person hold tightly to two thoughts that look, at first sight, as if they'd cancel each other out?

I wondered how two boys - like Shay and me - could begin at the same point and somehow take turns that would lead us to be such a different men.

one person's trauma is another's loss of innocence. Ervin

And you know I don't believe in God." She moves, blocking my path. "That doesn't mean He doesn't believe in you," she says. My scar tingles. My left eye starts

F=R/E o, lo que es lo mismo, Felicidad es igual a Realidad dividido por Expectativas)

And you know I don't believe in God." She moves, blocking my path. "That doesn't mean He doesn't believe in you," she says.

She didn't like it when religious folks looked down on her for being an atheist; but to be honest, I didn't see how this was any different from the way she looked down on people for being Christians.

I wont let you fall, he said, and because he never did, the world from that vantage point stops being so crazy.

At seventeen, the smallest crises took on tremendous proportions; someone else's thoughts could take root in the loam of your own mind; having someone accept you became as vital as oxygen. Adults, light years away from this, rolled their eyes and smirked this too shall pass - as if adolescence was a disease like chicken pox, something that everyone recalled as a mild nuisance, completely forgettingone how painful it had been at the time.

In my first memory, I am three years old and I am trying to kill my sister.

I started to wonder what it might have felt like to live your life in a place someone else had carved.

I look around at the curl of clouds in the sky, the sun glittering on the ocean in the distance. A picture postcard. Just a few hundred miles away this virus is killing people so fast that they don't have room for bodies, but you would never know it from where I stand.

I have this math teacher, Mr. Allen. He said that when you're a point, all you see is the point. When you're a line, all you see is the line and the point. When you're in three dimensions, you see three dimensions and lines and points. Just because we can't see a fourth dimension doesn't mean it doesn't exist. It just means we haven't reached it yet.

But he wondered how very different two worlds had to be before they kept people apart.

I was healthy. I wasn't starving or maimed by a land mine or orphaned. Yet somehow, it wasn't enough. I had a hole in me, and everything I took for granted slipped through it like sand. I

mercenary. Now, I'm wondering why those were ever even goals. We don't need those things to feel whole. We need to wake up in the morning. We need our bodies to function. We need to enjoy a meal. We need a roof over our head. We need to surround ourselves with people we love. We need to take the wins in a much smaller way. And we need to remember this, even when we're no longer in a pandemic.

death had become part of the landscape.

Sabía que no era lo mismo algo que te hiciera feliz o algo que no te hiciera desgraciado. El truco estaba en autoconvencerse de que eran una sola cosa.

Estadísticas aparte, Lewis pasaría a la historia por ser el economista que había ideado una fórmula para la felicidad: R/E, o, lo que es lo mismo, Realidad dividido por Expectativas. Había dos caminos para ser feliz: o bien mejorar la realidad, o bien rebajar las expectativas.

one person's trauma is another's loss of innocence.

If you've lived through it, you already know there are no words that will ever come close to describing it and if you didn't, you will never understand.