Quotes About Insight

I'm very good at the past. It's the present I can't understand.

That's how these songs of his seem to come to him anyway. They start from simple everyday occurrences the composer finds himself running into on the tube, say, or maybe on his way down to the off licence. And then they blossom into raging chunks of perfectly matched melody and savage eloquence.

We also gained an insight into how the rest of the music business viewed us when Alan Price raised a laugh at our expense by banging the reverb on his Hammond organ and announcing that this was psychedelic music. At the time we were mortified, probably because all our mums were in the audience; any sense of resentment has nearly worn off.

If you respect the audience enough, they can take onboard many things.

Having one eye makes you see the world in unusual ways, Shockwave..." -Overlord

It is only through fiction and the dimension of the imaginary that we can learn something real about individual experience. Any other approach is bound to be general and abstract.

She thrust her hands in her pockets and turned her snakestone over and over. She found it helped her think.

She mused on the words and beads for days but couldn't see the pattern. There was a piece missing.

Hild knew where this was going, but questions would only send Begu's thoughts flying in all directions.

Your humble correspondent bids you to remember the road to Lindum and our conversation about the brightest bead of all. He is everywhere.

Me, I'll just continue to pretend I'm both blind and stupid, and brightly say the things other people find foolish, and so make the truth foolish.

She mused on the words and beads for days but couldn't see the pattern.

Parties are like life-you think that what you see is all there is, until you discover the next layer, a whole other culture that's going on all around you but you never knew existed.

Hild realised her mother had deflected her somehow, as she always did.

Sitting in the fire in the summer evening as Hild the daughter of the might-have-been king, not Hild the seer of the overking, speaking nothing but British, she felt her face setting in a new shape, happier, younger.

Artos is afraid of you, and I begin to understand why.

She heard the world humming deep in its throat, and when it rang with its soft pulse, she leaned forward to strike the gong.

There was something about alliances she could not quite see, but the more she thought about it the less clear it became, so she set it aside for later.

Anger isn't a bad thing. It's just a feeling. Learn it. Understand it.

She was beginning to see patterns, learning how to think.

She could never be certain of the queen's feelings, but perhaps on this they were of the same mind.

When you understood what made people happy, you understood them.

Watch man and woman, her mother had said, put yourself inside them. Imagine what they're thinking.

One had to sit still and really quiet to really see, really hear.