Quotes About Perspective

Everything, as you well know . . . cannot always be sweetness and light.

I lay there and thought how life was like a Littmus Lozenge, how the sweet and the sad were all mixed up together and how hard it was to separate them out. It was confusing.

It occurred to her that nobody really knew what anybody else was upset about, and that seemed like a terrible thing.

There is no right or wrong way to tell a story. You have to find your own way. You can get your idea from listening, looking, or imagining. Stories are everywhere. All you have to do is pay attention.

You can't always judge people by the things they done. You got to judge them by what they are doing now.

Reader, do you believe that there is such a thing as happily ever after? Or, like Despereaux, have you, too, begun to question the possibility of happy endings?

We must ask ourselves these questions as often as we dare. How will the world change if we do not question it? The world cannot be changed, said Gloria. The world is what the world is and has forever been. No, said Leo Matienne softly, I will not believe that. For here is Peter standing before us, asking us to make it something different.

Sometimes there are no reasons. Often, most of the time, there are no reasons. The world cannot be explained.

I'm happy to be going, said Mig, putting a hand up and gently touching one of her cauliflower ears. Might just as well be happy, seeing as it doesn't make a difference to anyone but you if you are or not, said the soldier.

Hyperbole is sometimes necessary to get at the truth. (It seems odd, doesn't it, that we have to lie to tell the truth better?)

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you got to remember, you can't always judge people by the things they done. You got to judge them by what they are doing now.

Stories are light, light is precious in a world so dark.

They lived happily ever after. It said so. In the book. They were the last words on the page. Happily ever after. Despereaux was sure that he had read exactly those words time and time again. Lying on the floor with the drum beating and the mice shouting... Despereaux had a sudden, chilling thought: Had some other mouse eaten the words that spoke the truth? Did the knight and the fair maiden really not live happily ever after?

Flora hated the phrase "correct me if I'm wrong." In her experience, people only said it when they knew they were right.

When we read together, we connect. Together, we see the world. Together, we see one another. Author,s note

I don't understand,' said Despereaux. 'And you will not understand until you lose what you love...

It's different for everyone she said, you find out on your own. But in the meantime, you got to remember, you can't always judge people by the things they done. You got to judge them by what they're doing now.

But in the meantime, you got to remember, you can't always judge people by the things they done. You got to judge them by what they are doing now.

I ain't learned a thing. Not one thing. Except that there ain't nothing in this world that can't happen. That's it. That's the whole of it.

Edward hung by his velvet ears and looked up at the night sky. He saw the stars. But for the first time in his life, he looked at them and felt no comfort. Instead, he felt mocked. You are down there alone, the stars seemed to say to him. And we are up here, in our constellations, together. I have been loved, Edward told the stars. So? said the stars. What difference does that make when you are all alone now? Edward could think of no answer to that question.

From the glass-topped table in the dining room, I could see over a field and into the woods. It was late afternoon, and the light was fading. Sometimes, when the light starts to fade, I get a terrible feeling of loneliness, like maybe I am the only person in the world.

But Clarence probably had cares. Because that is what it means to be alive on this infinitesimally spinning planet. It means you have cares. Doesn't it?

Never enough. We must ask ourselves these questions as often as we dare. How will the world change if we do not question it?