Quotes About Observation

My father used to say, 'If you want to know the artist, look at the art'. He was usually talking about Stanley Matthews or Don Bradman when he said it.

I've seen it before. Been here before. Played or managed here, six or seven times in six or seven years. Always a visitor, always away.

I pulled myself up on my elbows and lay on my belly staring down into hell. There below me in the basin of Hunslet Carr, just 500 yards beneath me, was my England on the morning of Sunday 15 December in the year of Our Lord 1974, looking a thousand years younger and none the better.

But here's a bit of spoilsport historical reality: It wasn't the finches that inspired Darwin, it was the Mockingbirds.

I suppose the best way to understand it is that when I first see a person, I see the face. But when I first see a dog, I see the dog.

One's perception of something often depended on just how the light hit it.

Cam turned to point to it out.

The stress on observation and the reality principle—you can believe what you see, so long as you see what I see—paid off beyond understanding.

Whitman wrote articles on almost every topic, storing up images and impressions that would later be useful to him as a poet.

One way to look at a painting—and I use that word as shorthand for visual art in general—is to notice as you take its measure what it is you actually find yourself thinking about, which may differ from what you imagine you're supposed to be thinking about.

People who observe me say I'm so much happier." Ironically, Yahoo has become a proxy for Alibaba and nothing more, and only Yang got a seat on Alibaba's board, nobody else from Yahoo did. 53 The

Taxi drivers told you what to buy. The shoeshine boy could give you a summary of the day's financial news as he worked with rag and polish. An old beggar who regularly patrolled the street in front of my office now gave me tips and, I suppose, spent the money I and others gave him in the market. My cook had a brokerage account and followed the ticker closely.

In a letter thanking Pamela for the chart, Jarvis wrote, "People on the yard saw what I was doing, and they looked up, too. They passed the chart around and asked questions. I looked around and saw men from one side of the yard to the other all looking up to the sky. One of the rarest spectacles I've ever seen. Then I look over at the guards in the gun towers—they were looking up, too. Everyone just looking into the sky.

For the English player, more comfort is not required. He sits straight as a poker on his chair, keeps his thumbs in his waistcoat pockets, and does not move until he for an hour has [surveyed] the chessboard. His opponent has sighed hundreds of times when the Englishman eventually moves his piece.

Wavefunction collapse is anything other than "random". If you could really see what was going on, you would see that nothing ever happens randomly, any more than a dice throw produces a genuinely randomly outcome (if you could see what was going on, all the forces in play, you would know exactly what the outcome would be). Sensory ignorance is not ontological uncertainty. Reality knows exactly what it is doing even if you don't!

Curiosity familiarized the cat with its surroundings so it wouldn't be surprised.

I don't really dissect comedy. Nothing kills off humor more than overanalyzing it.

I was eternally earthbound, a witness but no prophet.

Always be aware of what you are doing.

At first all she could see was a tiny shadowy shape in the corner by the door. She tiptoed out of bed to have a closer look. It was little and dirty and a tad smelly. The dusty floorboards creaked a little under her weight. The tiny thing turned around. It was a rat.

What I have not seen or failed to see I leave as a gift.

Alertness is the hidden discipline of familiarity.

And watch out for Molly. See if she does anything unusual. There's something I don't trust about the way she exploded and then came back from the dead like that.

You know if you walked around the world, your hat would travel thirty-one feet farther than your shoes?