Quotes About Perspective

Once when I was young, I asked what mortals looked like. My father said, "You may say that they are shaped like us, but only as the worm is shaped like the whale.

My father has never been able to imagine the world without himself in it.

There is no one like you," I said, at last. He regarded me a moment, in silence. "So?" Something in the way he spoke it drained the last of my anger from me. I had minded, once. But who was I to begrudge such a thing? As if he heard me, he smiled, and his face was like the sun.

I did not mind anymore that I lost when we raced and I lost when we swam out to the rocks and I lost when we tossed spears or skipped stones. For who can be ashamed to lose to such beauty?

C'est la folie humaine que je trouve amusante.

It was not honor that made Meleager fight, or his friends, or victory, or revenge, or even his own life. It was Cleopatra, on her knees before him, her face streaked with tears. Here is Phoinix's craft: Cleopatra, Patroclus. Her name built from the same pieces as mine, only reversed.

Tell me," he said, "who gives better offerings, a miserable man or a happy one?" "A happy one, of course." "Wrong," he said. "A happy man is too occupied with his life. He thinks he is beholden to no one. But make him shiver, kill his wife, cripple his child, then you will hear from him. He will starve his family for a month to buy you a pure-white yearling calf. If he can afford it, he will buy you a hundred.

And I wanted to be able to listen, to digest bloody images, to paint them flat and unremarkable onto the vase of posterity. To release him from it and make him Achilles again

Kol esam jauni, mums atrodo, kad visas širdies opas ken?iam pirmieji.

The swollen bellies that followed were not a thing of shame; they were profit: more slaves. These unions were not always rape; sometimes there was mutual satisfaction and even affection. At least that is what the men who spoke of them believed.

In principle, this is a useful idea for writers at all stages: if a good story plot somehow won't work out right, it may be that the point of view is in the wrong place.) There

Listen, everyone is entitled to my opinion.

Beauty is where you find it.

It doesn't matter what it looked like. What matters is the truth." (Mr. Peabody to Tommy)

Never limit yourself because of others' limited imagination; never limit others because of your own limited imagination.

It's not the men in my life that count, it's the life in my men.

One and one is two, and two and two is four, and five will get you ten if you know how to work it.

You're never too old to become younger.

It's not the men in your life that matters, it's the life in your men.

Love is like a booger, you pick and pick at it. Then when you get it you wonder how to get rid of it.

If you woke up each morning, and immediately dwelt on your ills, what sort of a day could you look forward to?

Who knows what light housework means? One nun's light could be another nun's penal servitude.

It's a funny old world. Once you realize that, you're halfway there.

How will I explain it all Ã¢â'¬Â¦ to everybody?" "You know, people don't have to explain things nearly as much as you think they do.