Quotes About Observation

how curious it was that couples with the largest families were so frequently the very people least capable of supporting them

He's getting old enough to appreciate, too, that one of the differences between a "perp," as they say in cop shows, and your average newspaper reader is that onlookers are allowed the luxury of getting "fucking tired of the same fucking story" and are free to move on. Culprits are stuck in what must be a tyrannical rehearsal of the same old tale.

A more conscious life is one in which a man is conscious not only of what he sees, but of the prejudices with which he sees it.

girls know when they're stepping over a boundary and find it strange when adults seem not to notice.

Raimon was amused to see that the countess Carenza grew more beautiful by the day: her expression has softened and the pouches under her eyes had disappeared. She carried herself confidently, secure in the knowledge that she was fascinating to one pair of eyes at least.

The best way to work through the noise and fiction of our Imposters is to STOP for a moment and get quiet inside, OBSERVE them, UNDERSTAND the fears and anxieties behind their chatter, and LIBERATE ourselves from them.

Shep started through the intersection when he noticed Nevada Smith's rig driving past the bank, heading toward the center of town. Nevada was at the wheel, his dog on the

eyes, unaware

You're here every night, you join in, but you always seem to be - I don't know - more of a spectator than a participant, as if you are studying us, possibly for some sort of anthropological purpose. Do you even like us?

She pictures his face, the way his jaw clenches together when he's displeased about something, the way his fist comes down upon inanimate objects when he's annoyed, the flare of his nostrils, the entitled tilt of his chin as he surveys the object of his displeasure.

And how many stories has she missed all these years while she's been so wrapped up in her own?

her and Walter on to the internet for people to gawp at and to judge makes her feel queasy. But she's happy for others to do so. She's a consummate lurker. She never posts, she never comments, she never likes. She just looks.

Kim scans it quickly

the point of shopping is to look at things, not to buy

I had to admit the man looked amazing in jeans. The ancient denim clung lightly to his hips and followed the long lines of some remarkable thigh muscles. And although I made a point of not checking out his rear view, my peripheral vision was having a very good day." ~ Haven Travis on Hardy Cates

Marcus…you are a healthy man of thirty-five—and you didn't take one tiny peep at Miss Bowman standing there in her drawers?" "I don't peep, Livia. I either take a good look at something, or I don't. Peeping is for children or deviants.

Devon glanced at him with mild surprise. "For a man who's seldom more than half sober, you've noticed a great deal." "Have I?" West looked perturbed. "Forgive me – I seem to have become accidentally lucid." He reached for his wineglass.

It was this weird confrontation of these two delicious flavors that got me consciously or subconsciously combining Lincoln and vampires as an observational in-joke with myself.

If you mingle with real people, only then your craft can improve. I spend most of my time outside the vanity van, speaking to people. You never know what you can pick from a person.

Michu and Van Persie are similar. They look alike. They are both tall, left-footed players. They are not fast, but they know when to make the runs.

I'd watch Edwin van der Sar and try and steal things with my eyes from how he played, because he wasn't all muscles and was a similar build to me.

I don't believe in locking myself in a vanity van. I prefer to stay back on the set and observe.

Even if you can't afford to buy a painting, you can experience it. You can go see the Mona Lisa and be transported. You can see the discipline and suffering in a van Gogh.

There are some hot girls in Vancouver.