Quotes About Perspective

I envied it; not the idea of having so much money that you could throw it away, but the thought of growing up in a world where someone cared so much about your happiness and so little about what you accomplished in life.

Believe me, I have better things to do than sabotage your friendships. No one else's world revolves around you, Cassandra. -Paige to Cassandra

It's so easy to screw up. To make a choice that seems right. Then time passes and you look back and you say, 'How the hell did I do that?' Attitudes change. Insights change. Eventually things you were so damned sure were right become...incomprehensible.

Dont talk to the crazy kids. I longed to shout back that we weren't crazy. I'd mistaken her kid for a ghost, that's all.

Gabriel might always have his own best interests at heart, but he expects everyone else to do the same for themselves. To him, we are all the center of our own universes.

I'm not a shrink. Never been to one. Shot a couple. Don't think that counts.

Don't talk to the crazy kids. I longed to shout back that we weren't crazy. I'd mistaken her kid for a ghost, that's all.

Jeremy shifted to the left, blocking my view of Clay, as if we were Siamese fighting fish that wouldn't attack if we couldn't see each other. "Come

I envied it; not the idea of having so much money that you could throw it away, but the thought of growing up in a world where someone cared so much about your happiness and so little about what you accomplished in life.  

Moria would storm out against their wishes. Yet Ashyn was coming to accept that she could not be her sister, and it was not a failure of nerve. It was a difference of inner composition. They might look identical without; they were not identical within.

My fourteen-year-old sister Lara is a brat. Unfortunately, no one sees it but me. To everyone else, she's adorable. She's tiny and blonde and sweet and as helpless as a kitten. Chloe reminded me of Lara, at first. The difference, as I discovered, is that Chloe really is as sweet as she seems and she isn't as helpless as she looks.

One life per year. It seemed so moderate a price... until you looked back and realized you could fill a movie theater with your victims.

If asked whether she believed in such things herself, she'd say, "I don't not believe.

It's every judge and defense attorney and jury member who wonders why she didn't fight. Unless she kills him. Then they wonder why she fought so hard.

Yes, I know you consider it a waste of time under the circumstances, but we have time to waste.

Everyone's life is interesting, if it's different from your own.

I believe you are conflating your fantasy worlds." "You

Is that an apology?" "It's a Gabriel-apology. Which means that I'm acknowledging having done something that upset you and regretting that outcome, while not completely agreeing that I did something wrong or that I won't do it again.

I do not judge lives that have seen the kind of hardship I struggle to comprehend.

I think we should try to find Rafe." I turned to her. "I know you liked him. Everyone's focusing on me, but you lost him, too." "No, I didn't. He was yours.

She stalked off ahead. Daniel shrugged at me, then went back to collect Corey and Hayley. I caught up to Sam. "Don't," she said. "Just don't, okay?" "I was only going to say that we need to head that way." I pointed. "Right." A soft, choked laugh. "Kind of ruins the dramatic effect if I'm storming off in the wrong direction, doesn't it?

You're a witch-hunter. I'm a witch. Hate to break it to you, Daniel, but if you're a witch-hunter? You're doing it wrong." He gave me a sidelong smile. "Maybe it's not that kind of hunting." "Then you're definitely doing it wrong.

Still, as good as I am, there was no way the marten should have been racing around her cage. When I said that to Daniel, he only shrugged. "Obviously she wasn't as badly hurt as you thought. Hate to break it to you, Maya, but you can be wrong.

We aren't getting married to save on labor, Mr. Creed.' Evie's glower could have burned through a sequoia. Twice. 'I, for one, am offended you think we're marriage mercenaries.