Quotes About Observation

It must be nice sometimes to have no feelings. I envy you.' I considered this, then said: 'I believe I have many feelings. The more I observe, the more feelings become available to me.' She laughed unexpectedly, making me start. 'In that case,' she said, 'maybe you shouldn't be so keen to observe.

É muito fácil", acrescentei eu, "criticar quando estamos só de passagem.

Ésa es una lección que se olvida con frecuencia: no intentes comprender, no deduzcas, no interpretes: eso lo puede hacer cualquiera en una oficina a mil kilómetros de distancia. Da igual que la situación te resulte ininteligible. Cuenta lo que ves, lo cercano, lo comprobable. Ya está.

You notice and absorb so much.

Sometimes,' She said, 'at special moments like that, people feel a pain alongside their happiness. I'm glad you watch everything so carefully, Klara'" (Ishiguro 23).

Sometimes,' She said, 'at special moments like that, people feel a pain alongside their happiness. I'm glad you watch everything so carefully, Klara

was speaking to me. 'It must be nice sometimes to have no feelings. I envy you.' I considered this, then said: 'I believe I have many feelings. The more I observe, the more feelings become available to me.

We drove past a large creature with numerous limbs and eyes, then even as I watched, a crack appeared down its center. As it divided itself, I realized it had been, all along, two separate people – a runner and a dog walk woman – moving in opposite directions who for an instant happened to be passing one another. Then came a store with a sign saying 'Eat In Take Out' and in front of it, a lost baseball cap on the sidewalk.

But I can see him studying his newspaper, breaking off regularly to look up at the passers-by on the pavement outside. From the way he does this, I had thought at first that he was waiting for a companion, but it would seem he wishes merely to greet acquaintances as they pass by.

Once in a while – and I soon got better at watching those at the window while appearing to gaze at the RPO Building – a child would come to stare at us, and there would be a sadness there, or sometimes an anger, as though we'd done something wrong. A child like this could easily change the next moment and begin laughing or waving like the rest of them, but after our second day in the window, I learned quickly to tell the difference.

I believe I have many feelings. The more I observe, the more feelings become available to me.

I don't just look at the thing itself or at the reality itself; I look around the edges for those little askew moments-kind of like what makes up our lives-those slightly awkward, lovely moments.

What's wrong? I didn't say a word. Something's up. What is it? Nothing. His head turned, gaze going to mine. Yeah? Yes. A snort and he returned to his bowl…

Tori walked toward the bed. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her give Derek a once-over. You know, from this angle, he doesn't look too bad, she said. I glared at her. I'm just saying . . . I leaned over Derek, calling him as loudly as I dared. Personally, I'm more a running back girl myself, Tori said. But if you like the linebacker type, he's-- My glower shut her up

Do you really think he untied you? .. He was just checking his kids handiwork.

so, when I spotted a cougar stretched out on a thick pine tree branch near the park gates, I wasn't surprised. I can't say the same for the women clinging to the branch above the cat. she was the one screaming. The cougar-a ragged-ear old top I clled Marv-just stared at her, like he couldn't believe anyone would be dumb to climb a tree to escape a cat.

As he talked, I thought, "Maybe I'm wrong about the guy." Put him with someone like Anna Gunderson, a nice woman who has suffered a great tragedy, and his empathetic side came out. And then I realized he was faking it.

Chloe isn't flirting with that guy," Simon said. "Course not." "I mean it. She's—" I glanced back at him. "I'm not blind. She's only paying enough attention to him to be polite. He's the one flirting, which is bugging her and that's why I'm pissed off. She's trying to eat her fries and he's interrupting." Simon chuckled.

Jeremy shifted to the left, blocking my view of Clay, as if we were Siamese fighting fish that wouldn't attack if we couldn't see each other.

My fourteen-year-old sister Lara is a brat. Unfortunately, no one sees it but me. To everyone else, she's adorable. She's tiny and blonde and sweet and as helpless as a kitten. Chloe reminded me of Lara, at first. The difference, as I discovered, is that Chloe really is as sweet as she seems and she isn't as helpless as she looks.

Am I the only one around here who thinks Maya has a hidden Y chromosome?" Hayley said. "If she does, she's hiding it pretty good," Corey said, giving me a lascivious once-over.

Maya always pays attention," Daniel said. "She notices everything and has an opinion on it, which she's not afraid to share as frequently and as loudly as possible." Corey laughed. "Watch it," I said as I walked away, "or I'll share my opinions on what happened last night.

If we light a fire, someone out boating might see us." "That's a good idea," Sam said. "Or it would be. If we had matches to light a fire. Or if anyone was actually out boating." "Why don't we just find a place to hide?" Hayley said. "That way, when someone does come, we can see if it's a real rescue or not." "How the hell are you going to tell the difference?" Sam said. "Ask them?

As I started along the path, I noticed a young, dark-haired woman. But not Mina Lee. This one was taller than me, with long black hair that curled over her faded denim jacket. Native or Latina. She was watching me and making no effort to hide it. Mina Lee's partner? If so, she needed lessons in subtlety even more than Mina did.