Quotes About Perspective

There's no money in that," said Will. "Farmers don't make any money. It's the man who buys from him and sells. You'll never make any money farming." Will knew that Cal was feeling him, testing him, observing him, and he approved of that.

Woman can change better'n man, Ma said soothingly. Woman got all her life in her arms. Man got it all in his head.

Those people might have been murderers, sadists, brutes, ugly apish subhumans for all I knew, but I found myself thinking, "What charming people, what flair, how beautiful they are. How I wish I knew them." And all based on the delicious smell of soup.

Woman can change better'n a man, Ma said soothingly. Woman got all her life in her arms. Man got it all in his head.

It was a well-balanced family with its conservatives and its radicals, its dreamers and its realists.

Another hundred years were ground up and churned, and what had happened was all muddied by the way folks wanted it to be -- more rich and meaningful the farther back it was.

Adam said, "Well, you can keep it warm," and he continued, "Old Sam Hamilton saw this coming. He said there couldn't be any more universal philosophers. The weight of knowledge is too great for one mind to absorb. He saw a time when one man would know only one little fragment, but he would know it well." "Yes," Lee said from the doorway, "and he deplored it. He hated it." "Did he now?" Adam asked.

When you're a child you're the centre of everything. Everything happens for you. Other people? They're only ghosts furnished for you to talk to. But when you grow up you take your place and you're your own size and shape. Things go out of you to others and come in from other people. It's worse, but it's much better too.

Maybe a specialist is only a coward, afraid to look out of his little cage. And think what any specialist misses—the whole world over his fence.

He saw the world through gray water.

Cal considered. "What did my father do to make her leave?" "He loved her with his whole mind and body. He gave her everything he could imagine.

laughter at yourself comes last of all in a mad race with death

I don't know whether he was good or bad, but that don't matter much. He was alive, an' that's what matters.

You come back a changed man. Samuel, you don't change him. He changes you. I can see the look of him in your face." "Have you thought of the two little boys, Liza?" he asked. "I've thought of your

Catherine was clever, but even a clever woman misses some of the strange corridors in a man.

I wondered why it is that some people are less affected and torn by the verities of life and death than others.

It was not laziness if he was a rich man. Only the poor were lazy. Just as only the poor were ignorant. A rich man who didn't know anything was spoiled or independent.

I don't think I've ever known what you people call happiness. We think of contentment as the desirable thing, and maybe that's negative.

Was she very beautiful, Samuel? To you she was because you built her. I don't think you ever saw her--only your own creation.

Difference between a lie and a story is that a story utilizes the trappings and appearance of truth for the interest of the listener as well as of the teller. A story has in it neither gain nor loss. But a lie is a device for profit or escape. I

Why, of course you can go. Aren't you happy here?" "I don't think I've ever known what you people call happiness. We think of contentment as the desirable thing, and maybe that's negative.

It's because I've stopped seeing. When that happens you think you'll never see again.

No men really know about other human beings. The best you can do is to suppose that they are like himself.

It is a hard thing to live any deeply routine life, even if you hate it.