Quotes About Observation

Very early on, near the beginning of my writing life, I came to believe that I had to seize on some object outside of literature. Writing as a sylistic exercise seemed barren to me. Poetry as the art of the word made me yawn. I also understood that I couldn't sustain myself very long on the poems of others. I had to go out from myself and literature, look around in the world and lay hold of other spheres of reality.

The carpet is too soft. Also the palm tree in the lobby is unbelievable. For a long time the Maitre looks at our faces, shuffling passports in his hands. Such dark-ringed eyes, such dark-ringed eyes. I knew a merchant from Smyrna, who also had a false front tooth. Nowadays one has to be terribly careful: informers and scorpions are everywhere. In the elevator we stand facing the mirror, but already at the first jerk we see silvery mildew in the place of our faces.

It was funny if you looked at it right quick, but it got pitiful if you thought about it awhile.

Everytime Ah see uh patch uh roses uh somethin' oversportin' theyselves makin' out they pretty, Ah tell 'em 'Ah want yuh tuh see mah Janie sometime.' You must let de flowers see yuh sometimes, heah, Janie?

For the first time she could see a man's head naked of its skull. Saw the cunning thoughts race in and out through the caves and promontories of his mind long before they darted through the tunnel of his mouth.

She knew because she looked.

They, the men, were saving with the mind what they lost with the eye.

Well, Ah see Mouth-Almighty is still sittin' in de same place. And Ah reckon they got me up in they mouth now.

It connected itself with other vaguely felt matters that had struck her outside observation and buried themselves in her flesh.

Everytime Ah see uh patch uh roses uh somethin' over sportin' they selves makin' out they pretty, Ah tell 'em 'Ah want yuh tuh see mah Janie sometime.' You must let de flowers see yuh sometimes, heah, Janie?

in de woods." "It is a whole heap littler than Ah thought." Janie admitted her

They seemed to be staring at the dark but their eyes were watching God.

The others forgot the work and the weather watching them throw. It was art. A thousand dollars a throw in Madison Square Garden wouldn't have gotten any more breathless suspense. It would have just been more people holding in.

For the first time she could see a man's head naked of its skill. Saw the cunning thoughts race in and out through the caves and promontories of him mind long before they darted out of the tunnel of his mouth. She saw he was hurting inside so she let it pass without talking.

Ah hears what they say 'cause they just will collect round mah porch 'cause it's on de big road. Mah husband git so sick of 'em sometime he

Ah jus lak uh chicken. Chicken drink water, but he don't pee-pee.

Yeah, a real nigga studies his woman. I

I wouldn't listen to my parents, but I found out that I absorbed. I never heard what they said - told me - but I did what they did.

A study, by its very nature, is an abstraction.

I see the absurdity in things, and I think it's my job to point it out.

I've become an accidental anthropologist.

It's important for people to listen and take time to watch what's going on in these shows, especially the ones like 'Top Boy' that are painting an accurate picture.

It's so nice to see that one's opinion of humanity is accurately gauged.

As far as I'm concerned, the best acting class is life.