Quotes About Perspective

It was not the thorn bending to the honeysuckles, but the honeysuckles embracing the thorn. There were no mutual concessions; one stood erect, and the others yielded; and who can be ill-natured, and bad-tempered, when they encounter neither opposition nor indifference?

powiedzia?am mu, ?e jego niebo by?oby md?e i nudne, a on odpar?, ?e moje by?oby pijane.

I said his heaven would only be half alive, and he said mine would be drunk; I said I should fall asleep in his, and he said he could not breathe in mine.

I tell you I have nearly attained my heaven; and that of others is altogether undervalued and uncoveted by me.'' Heathcliff

Te consta que mientes al decir que yo te he matado, y te consta también que tanto podré olvidarte como olvidar mi propia existencia.

Opažam da ljudi u ovim krajevima cijene neke vrijednosti više od gradskih ljudi, baš kao što pauk zatvoreniku u tamnici više vrijedi nego stanarima u ku?i; no ta dublja sklonost ne ovisi potpuno o mjestu na kojem se nalazi promatra?.

Now, my bonny lad, you are mine! And we'll see if one tree won't grow as crooked as another with the same wind to twist it!

Vancouver city was more beautiful to look at across the water than to be in.

I had changed my perspective by seeing what I wasn't supposed to see.

The lovely flowers embarrass me. They make me regret I am not a bee...

Judge tenderly of me.

Tell all the Truth but tell it slant-- Success in Circuit lies Too bright for our infirm Delight The Truth's superb surprise As Lightning to the Children eased With explanation kind The Truth must dazzle gradually Or every man be blind--

Tell all the truth but tell it slant.

The pedigree of honey does not concern the bee; A clover, any time, to him is aristocracy.

But are not all facts dreams as soon as we put them behind us?

Tell the truth, but tell it slant.

This was in the white of the year, That was in the green, Drifts were as difficult then to think As daisies now to be seen. Looking back is best that is left, Or if it be before, Retrospection is prospect's half, Sometimes almost more.

XXXVII. The dying need but little, dear, —    A glass of water's all, A flower's unobtrusive face    To punctuate the wall, A fan, perhaps, a friend's regret,    And certainly that one No color in the rainbow    Perceives when you are gone.

Perhaps I asked too large — I take — no less than skies — For Earths, grow thick as Berries, in my native town — My Basket holds — just — Firmaments — Those — dangle easy — on my arm, But smaller bundles — Cram.

We are the only poets," Emily told Susan, "and everyone else is prose.

What need of Day - To Those whose Dark - hath so - surpassing Sun - It deem it be - Continually - At the Meridian?

And so, upon this wise I prayed, — Great Spirit, give to me A heaven not so large as yours, But large enough for me.

Undue significance a starving man attaches to food Far off ; he sighs, and therefore hopeless, And therefore good. Partaken, it relieves indeed, but proves us That spices fly In the receipt. It was the distance Was savory.

I took one Draught of Life— I'll tell you what I paid— Precisely an existence— The market price, they said.