Quotes About Perspective

Dicen que el tiempo cura, pero el tiempo jamás cura de nada, lo que duele de veras duele más con la edad, como pasa a los tendones.

Conosco delle vite di cui potrei fare a meno senza dolore alcuno altre un istante d'assenza delle quali sarebbe un'eternità queste ultime scarse di numero non sono nemmeno due le prime un orizzonte di moscerini facilmente supererebbero

I died for Beauty—but was scarce Adjusted in the Tomb When One who died for Truth, was lain In an adjoining Room— He questioned softly Why I failed? For Beauty, I replied— And I—for Truth—Themself are One— We Brethren, are, He said— And so, as Kinsmen, met a Night— We talked between the Rooms— Until the Moss had reached our lips— And covered up—Our names—

Tell all the truth but tell it slant- success in circuit lies Too bright for our infirm delight the truth's suberp surprise As lightning to the children eased with explanation kind the truth must dazzle gradually or every man be bilnd-

The Brain—is wider than the Sky— For—put them side by side— The one the other will contain With ease—and you—beside—

Perhaps this was the point of travel, keeping bits of daily life to ground us while feeling also altogether stretched at the wideness of the world.

travel cracks open the globe, shows us people and forests we would never otherwise experience, but ultimately it must also hold a mirror.

Don't spoil a good story by telling the truth.

We are one of those couples i used to watch, thinking to myself that I'd never be on the inside of something so special. I remember reassuring myself that it probably looked nicer than it actually was, I am happy to be wrong about that.

How different this moment feels, for so many reasons. I tell myself that no two loves are identical - but that I don't have to compare anymore.

One way isn't better than the other; they're just different.

After all, I think, isn't it always about a boy?

The feeling I have reminds me of New Year's Eve, when the countdown is coming and I'm not quite sure whether to grab my camera or just live in the moment. Usually I grab the camera and later regret it when the picture doesn't turn out. Then I feel enormously let down and think to myself that the night would have been more fun if it didn't mean quite so much, if I weren't forced to analyze where I've been and where I'm going.

The world is not that black and white, Rachel. There are no moral absolutes. It is complex.

Things certainly aren't the way you imagine them when you're a kid and dreaming big dreams about what your life as a grown-up will look like.

Because sometimes you just can't see the things that are the closest to you.

I'm glad you were both here, I finally manage, thinking how strange it is to be standing with the two people who made you, something most kids take for granted every day of their lives.

I had never understood what people meant when they said they'd rather be alone if they couldn't be in the right relationship. Now I got it.

She wonders what fool ever said that it's better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all - she has never disagreed with something so much.

What's the point of being sad? he says. We're here now.

I looked at my friend, overwhelmed with confusion. Unsure of what April should do. What I should do. What a strong woman would do. In fact, the only thing that I am certain of is that there are no easy answers, and that anyone who says there are has never been in our shoes.

I realize thirty is just a number, that you're only as old as you feel and all that. I also realize that in the grand scheme of things, thirty is still young. But it's not that young.

so much of how we see the world is a matter of interpretation. A matter of wishing and wanting and hoping rather than really deep-down believing.

Much later, she would go back and read the entry, and think to herself that memories were that way, too. When you wanted to forget, everything would return in raw, brutal focus. When you wanted to remember, the details would slip away like a dream at dawn.