Quotes About Perspective

The autobiography part isn't what matters," I began, before I got bogged down in all the amalgams. The

for had the boy seen what Lindberg meant by a personalized version of Alice's Rose of Jericho, he might have realized that there were other things that were not as they seemed.

But Americans are not great historians, and so, for years—educated by my neighbor—I thought that sagamore was an Indian word for lake.

WHY SHOULD SOMEONE WHO'S GOT SUCH A WORKED-OUT WAY OF SEEING THE WORLD BORE YOU? WHY SHOULDN'T YOU BE INTERESTED IN SOMEONE WHO'S WORKED OUT A WAY TO SEE THE WORLD? THAT'S WHAT MAKES WRITERS INTERESTING!

She told all the would-be biographers, exactly as he would have, "Read the work. Forget the life.

Maybe that's part of why people on Gorse live as they do—because doomsday's coming. But we were told it wouldn't happen for thousands of years, so not to worry." Hera nodded. "But what if it happened tomorrow?

His younger brother looked to him for advice—wisdom—never realizing that older people were almost as uncertain of everything as Billy was, if not more.

The worse my drawings were, the more beautiful did the originals appear.

We incline to see history through the lives of great men. That inclination blinds us to the real complexity …

What was true was what was believed, and what was believed was true. And when the bubbles burst, what had once been believed and was therefore true was no longer believed and therefore no longer true. The

You speak of Lord Byron and me; there is this great difference between us. He describes what he sees I describe what I imagine. Mine is the hardest task.

Scenery is fine -but human nature is finer

Blinded alike from sunshine and from rain, As though a rose should shut, and be a bud again

Even now I am perhaps not speaking from myself: but from some character in whose soul I now live.

What shocks the virtuous philosopher delights the chameleon poet.

But, for the general award of love, The little sweet doth kill much bitterness;

Ignatius, what's all this trash on the floor? That is my worldview that you see. It still must be incorporated into a whole, so be careful where you step.

He resented my worldview rather actively.

Her logic was a combination of half-truths and clichés, her worldview a compound of misconceptions deriving from a history of our nation as written from the perspective of a subway tunnel.

After all, I do not believe that one must necessarily scrape bottom, as it were, in order to view his society subjectively. Rather than moving vertically downward, one may move horizontally outward toward a point of sufficient detachment where a modicum of creature comforts are not necessarily precluded.

Miss Trixie was never perfectly vertical; she and the floor always met at an angle of less than ninety degrees.

Everyone I know has a fine big sedan, Mrs. Levy said as she got into the little car. Not you. No. You have to own a kid's car that costs more than a Cadillac and blows my hair all around.

What you think about somebody wants peace, Claude?" "That sounds like a communiss to me." Mrs.

Miró agradecido la nuca de Myrna, la cola de caballo que golpeaba inocente sus rodillas. Gratamente. Qué irónico, pensó Ignatius. Y, tomando la cola de caballo con una de sus manazas, la apretó cálidamente contra su húmedo bigote.