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Quotes About Observation

Identification with the mind gives it more energy; observation of the mind withdraws energy from it. Identification with the mind creates more time; observation of the mind opens up the dimension of the timeless. The energy that is withdrawn from the mind turns into presence.
~ Eckhart Tolle
MAKE IT A HABIT TO ASK YOURSELF: What's going on inside me at this moment? That question will point you in the right direction. But don't analyze, just watch. Focus your attention within. Feel the energy of the emotion.
~ Eckhart Tolle
WATCH ANY PLANT OR ANIMAL AND LET IT TEACH YOU acceptance of what is, surrender to the Now. Let it teach you Being.
~ Eckhart Tolle
What a liberation to realize that the voice in my head is not who i am. Who am i then? The one who sees that.
~ Eckhart Tolle
how a force of six or eight fight­ing men could have done so un­ob­served is be­yond me. We shall soon know, how­ev­er, for here comes the roy­al psy­chol­ogist.
~ Edgar Rice Burroughs
From a lofty perch Tarzan viewed the village of thatched huts across the intervening plantation.
~ Edgar Rice Burroughs
Nearly all the vessels we saw were war craft.
~ Edgar Rice Burroughs
been extolling for the last twenty minutes, then fixed me with a polite stare. "Is something wrong?" I opened my mouth
~ Edie Claire
They watched him walk away. Now, there's a fascinating fellow, Adele breathed. So charming, Pippa's grandmother sighed. He minces, Pippa said.
~ Edith Layton
A pine needle fell in the forest. The hawk saw it. The deer heard it. The white bear smelled it
~ Edith Pattou
Once while Edith was visiting the cathedral of Frankfurt, a woman with a market basket entered and knelt down in one of the pews to pray briefly. This was something entirely new to her, leaving as deep an impression as the university lectures.
~ Edith Stein
The visible world is a daily miracle, for those who have eyes and ears.
~ Edith Warton
It's you who are telling me; opening my eyes to things I'd looked at so long that I'd ceased to see them.
~ Edith Wharton
Archer reddened to the temples but dared not move or speak: it was as if her words had been some rare butterfly that the least motion might drive off on startled wings, but that might gather a flock if it were left undisturbed.
~ Edith Wharton
and wondering where he had read that clever liars give details, but that the cleverest do not.
~ Edith Wharton
You never did ask each other anything, did you? And you never told each other anything. You just sat and watched each other, and guessed at what was going on underneath. A deaf-and-dumb asylum, in fact!
~ Edith Wharton
And for a long while they stood side by side without speaking, each seeing the other in every line of the landscape.
~ Edith Wharton
And the way they are now, I don't see's there's much difference between the Fromes up at the farm and the Fromes down in the graveyard; 'cept that down there they're all quiet, and the women have got to hold their tongues.
~ Edith Wharton
And suddenly, as he noted the fine shades of manner by which she harmonized herself with her surroundings, it flashed on him that, to need such adroit handling, the situation must indeed be desperate.
~ Edith Wharton
The visible world is a daily miracle for those who have eyes and ears; and I still warm hands thankfully at the old fire, though every year it is fed with the dry wood of more old memories.
~ Edith Wharton
Because you're such a wonderful spectacle: I always like to see what you are doing.
~ Edith Wharton
no doubt the rabbit always thinks it is fascinating the anaconda.
~ Edith Wharton
But she had the awful gift of omnipresence, of exercising her influence from a distance; so that while the old family friends and visitors at Longlands said, It's wonderful, now tactful Blanche is - how she keeps out of the young people's way, every member of the household, from its master to the last boots and scullion and gardener's boy, knew that Her Grace's eyes was on them all.
~ Edith Wharton
The words came out slowly, haltingly, as if they had cost him a struggle. Nan had noticed before now that anger was too big a garment for him; it always hung on him in uneasy folds.
~ Edith Wharton