Quotes About Observation

Riley scooched through a hole he knew about in the fence and carefully headed toward Mr. Jenkins's elevated back porch. It was made of concrete and free of snow, shielded by an angled aluminum awning overhead. As he moved closer, Riley could see the tops of a pair of tan boots peeking out of a wooden crate pushed into a corner where the porch's railings met the house's brick wall.

No, I suppose not. Tell me, Jake, have the authorities apprehended this Monsieur Eriq LeVisqueux fellow?" "Not yet." "Good, good," Mrs. Malvolio muttered to herself. "Excuse me?" said Grace. "I was just remarking that it's good that you three look so good.

Some people see the glass as half-empty, while others see it as half-full. But Jones stares at it and tries to figure out who drank the damn water.

One of my chief regrets during my years in the theater was that I couldn't sit in the audience and watch me. — JOHN BARRYMORE

Observation performed merely on its own is no more than what a machine can do—a surveillance camera, for instance. And imagination on its own, practiced by itself for too long, can cut you off from the world. You might wander away, like a hermit to a cave, becoming only a spirit to the rest of humanity. However, if you remain in the world, and you train yourself to combine observation and imagination in proper proportion...then you may change the world itself.

Isn't it interesting that in Acts 11, at the end of verse 26, it says, "The disciples were called Christians first at Antioch." What I find interesting is the simple thought that the Christians didn't name themselves. But rather, they were called (or named) "Christians" by those watching their lives. I wonder if it would be the same today. Could someone look at your life or look at my life and name me a Christian? A humbling thought for sure.

Every couple of years or so, when Daniel Clowes releases a new book, one can almost sense the rectal contraction across the collective seat of our humble profession.

Embarrassment has no place in scientific method!" Walter said brusquely.

Of course, this kind of speculation was a waste of mental energy, and he knew it. All they could do at that point was watch and wait.

NASA was going to pick a public school teacher to go into space, observe and make a journal about the space flight, and I am a teacher who always dreamed of going up into space.

Besides, my confidence that every person can be cured of his or her false beliefs through evidence has meanwhile significantly diminished. Oh, Mr. Brecht, I often think, people can really see an apple fall to the ground an simultaneously believe it when someone claims: It isn't falling. And there it is still the matter of more obvious natural laws!

L'intelligence humaine, dit Auguste Comte, passe successivement par trois états : L'état théologique ou fictif (êtres divins) ; L'état métaphysique ou abstrait (nature, être) ; L'état scientifique ou positif (observation, empirisme).

A veces se ve algo cien, mil veces, antes de verlo de verdad por primera vez.

A man cannot paint portraits till he has seen faces.

The beauty seen, is partly in him who sees it.

I read once that the act of observing changes the nature of what is observed.

I sit on a rock, watching her. She seems better, I think. But now and then I see her staring off into the distance with a blank expression on her face, and it worries me.

These women are a little afraid of Mrs. Murphy, I can see. Over the course of dinner I notice that she can be snappish and short-tempered, and she likes to be the boss. When one of them expresses an opinion she disagrees with, she looks around at the group and gathers allies for her position. But she is nothing but kind to me.

Well, you're not exactly effervescent now, are you?" Vivian says. "But I saw you outside earlier when Jack dropped you off, and your face was"—Vivian lifts her knobby hands, splaying her fingers—"all lit up. You were talking up a storm." "Were you spying on me?" "Of course! How else am I going to find out anything about you?

On the evening of the third day, I can feel him looking at me. He has a funny expression on his face, like he's doing math in his head. Finally he says, "So what's that thing you got around your neck?" and it's clear what he's up to. "There's no value in it," I say. "Looks like silver," he says, peering

The world divides between those who can watch television knowing there's an isolated jigsaw fragment lying on the floor and those who can't.

Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I. But when the trees bow down their heads, The wind is passing by.

Who has seen the wind? Neither I nor you: But when the leaves hang trembling, The wind is passing through. Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I: But when the trees bow down their heads, The wind is passing by.

Emotional intensity, impulsivity, unpredictability, and fear of abandonment are symptoms observable primarily by those who have an intimate relationship with the borderline.