Quotes About Observation

The world is like a Mask dancing. If you want to see it well, you do not stand in one place.

Another variety of close-up involves going to the genba, a Japanese term meaning "the real place" or, more loosely, the place where the action happens. Japanese detectives, for instance, call the crime scene the genba. In a manufacturing firm, the genba would be the factory floor, and for a retailing company it would be the store. Practitioners of Total Quality Management encourage leaders to "go to the genba" to understand problems.

Frey's challenge to walk the grounds already added a sense of play to the moment. What if he had also given them a "character" to role-play during their observations?

In this entire book, you might not find a single statement that is so rigorously supported by empirical research as this one: You are doing things because you see your peers do them.

We can attain distance by looking at our situation from an observer's perspective.     ââ'¬Â¢  Andy Grove asked, "What would our successors do?"     ââ'¬Â¢  Adding distance highlights what is most important; it allows us to see the forest, not the trees.     7.

It's clear that we imitate the behaviors of others, whether consciously or not. We are especially keen to see what they're doing when the situation is unfamiliar or ambiguous. And change situations are, by definition, unfamiliar! So if you want to change things, you have to pay close attention to social signals, because they can either guarantee a change effort or doom it.

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Character is always more caught than taught.

She had always been this way: interested-quite unnecessarily, some would say-in the secrets of strangers. When flying, she always chose a window seat so that when the plane took off or landed, she could look down on the tiny houses and imagine the lives of the people who inhabited them.

Early in my life, I learned to eavesdrop. I was driven to this ignoble practice because people seldom told me anything worth knowing.

When you eat with awareness, you find that there is more space, more beauty. You begin to watch yourself, to see yourself, and you notice how clumsy you are or how accurate you are…When you practice awareness, everything becomes majestic and good. You begin to see that you have been leading a different kind of life in the past. You had the essence of mindfulness already, but you hadn't discovered it.

But many have to look on in silence at what distresses them.

The three main observactions - (1) the tail of available variety is far longer than we realize; (2) it's now within reach economically; (3) all those niches, when aggregated, can make up a significant market - seemed indisputable, especially baked up with heretofore unseen data.

Boys look at us like we look at horses: color, height, eyes. tail. They can't help but have preferences.

Those who participate in a genocide as well as those who merely look away rarely volunteer much in the way of anecdote or observation. Same with the heroic and the righteous. Usually it's only the survivors who speak-and often they don't want to talk much about it either. p. 75

You know, you are a classic example of the inverse ratio between the size of the mouth and the size of the brain.

How I would love to be a British pound. A pound is free to travel to safety and we are free to watch it go. This is the triumph. This is called globalisation. 2

You can interact with a refrigerator: open the door and the light inside turns on. Close the door and the little light goes off. But how many people do you see standing in front of their refrigerators, opening and closing the doors, laughing?

that's where God watches us from: from a distance.

Then he said if I ever want to see how something works, just look at it broken.

Thoran, watching him, stretched out his paws and allowed

I don't know — yet. But Lorel wouldn't say it without good reason. Don't look now, but there's a squirrel on the fence." David turned his head. A pepper-gray squirrel was balancing neatly on the flat bar between two railing hoops. "Oh, wow. It's Snigger — I think." Chuk! went the squirrel, flagging its tail. It lifted one paw and appeared to smile.

If two witches were watching two watches, which witch would watch which watch?

Mr. Ball came through the front doors wrapped in a dull gray parka that made him look like a quilted pork sausage. He stomped snow off his rubber boots; shook it off his pant cuffs. Then he wiggle-waggled the large pair of tan hiking boots he held in his hand.