Quotes About Insight

It's old light, and there's not much of it. But it is enough to see by.

One detaches oneself. One describes.

She said, What you don't know won't hurt you. A dubious maxim: sometimes what you don't know an hurt you very much.

Nature may be dumb as a sack of hammers, Zeb used to say, but it's smarter than you.

They'd like to see through me, but nothing is more opaque than absolute transparency.

hard to get the full view, of the sky, of anything. But we can do it, a little at a time, a quick move of the head, up and down, to the side and back. We have learned to see the world in gasps.

He has something we don't have, he has the word.

So we couldn't mingle with them, but we could eavesdrop. We got our knowledge that way--we caught it like germs.

One must always keeps both sides in one's head; it's the only way to anticipate the moves of one's opponent

What you don't know won't hurt you.

at a time, a quick move of the head, up and down, to the side and back. We have learned to see the world

She was an infallible prophetess, and these powers came from her ability to look into the patterns of the universe.

Like stage magic, knowledge before you knew it took place before your very eyes, but you were looking elsewhere.

Then I remembered something I'd seen and hadn't noticed, at the time. It wasn't the army. It was some other army.

Good. You are all intelligent women. Through your former…" He did not want to say professions. "Through your former experiences, you are familiar with the lives of women. You know how they are likely to think, or let me rephrase that—how they are likely to react to stimuli, both positive and less positive.

I'm developing a knack for this, I can sniff out hidden misery in others now with hardly any effort at all.

Nature may be dumb as a sack of hammers, Zeb used to say, but it's smarter than you.

We have learned to see the world in gasps. To

She looks at you as if she really sees you." So many people had looked past me. "I think I'd like that," I said. "No," said Becka. "That's why she's so scary.

From the electrical-engineering editor Thomas Commerford Martin came eloquent support: "Mr. Tesla has been held a visionary, deceived by the flash of casual shooting stars; but the growing conviction of his professional brethren is that because he saw farther, he saw first the low lights flickering on tangible new continents of science. . . .

Doing a jigsaw was not an intelligence test, or a personality assesment programme; it was a pursuit that lay somewhere between creation and imitation and discovery and reverie.

You think too much,' said Ellis.

No se conoce a un hombre hasta que se le ve perder.»

I learned two things that night, and the next day, from him: the perfection of a moment, and the fleeting nature of it.