Quotes About Perspective

That's for me, isn't it? I'm going to Hell." "Don't feel so bad. It beats Fresno.

So far, being dead is about as much fun as a barbed-wire G-string. Yes, there is such a thing. They invented it in Hell, which is where I am. I already said I was dead. Where else would I be? Try to keep up.

That's because for men and women, everything is different. We walk through entirely different worlds. Open your eyes a bit. What you see might not make you happy, but it will make you more human.

And that makes a difference?" said Coop. "Let me put it this way," said Phil. "Were you fucked ten minutes ago?" "No." "Are you fucked now?" "Yes." "Then I guess it makes a difference." Coop

As far as assholes go, you're not the biggest one I ever met." "That I'll take as a compliment.

Ignore him. He thinks the Last Supper was nachos and Twinkies.

I say, "How do I look?" "Like a pail of manure dragged down a bumpy road and dumped into a river of puke," says a familiar voice from behind me.

Look on the bright side. You didn't bleed all over my clean floor," Kasabian says. "Your floor was always my utmost concern.

When you're born in a burning house, you think the whole world is on fire. But it's not.

Are we in danger?" he says. "It depends on what you mean by 'we.'" "Am I in danger?" "That's the first smart thing anyone's said to me today. And, yes, you really are. So do what I tell you.

Nothing is ever the same the second time. It might be worse. It might be better. But it's never the same. And it's never as simple or innocent as it once might have seemed.

Is killing someone always like this?" "Just the first couple of times. After that it's like folding socks. But that's just me." She

Maybe I should have kept my rock. At least I wouldn't look quite so much like a deer caught in the headlights. No. I'd look like a deer with a rock. Forget it. We

When you're born in a burning house, you think the whole world is on fire. But it's not.

If I learned anything Downtown, it's this: the only real difference between an enemy and a friend is the day of the week.

If we possess narrative sympathy - enabling us to see the world from other's point of view - we cannot kill. If we do not, we cannot love.

The storied self knows that self is not enough.

The only thing we can control is our response.

Once you have adjusted to a higher standard of living, it may give you little or no extra happiness.

There are people who want to achieve--and then there are sane people.

Not only is happiness not money, it is not even like money.

We can change the way that we think about external events, even where we cannot change them. And we can do something more. We can intelligently change our exposure to events that make us either happy or unhappy.

All the time we tell ourselves stories about ourselves. We have to: there is no objective truth. You might as well choose positive rather than negative stories. By doing so you will increase the sum of human happiness, starting with yourself and radiating out to others.

That's what I love about these high school girls, man. I get older, they stay the same age.