Quotes About Observation

It was said that Gilan could approach to within a few meters of a wide-awake sentry, steal his belt and shoes and leave the man wondering why his pants were falling down and his feet were cold. Horace knew it was an exaggeration—but not by much.

My god, she's beautiful,' he whispered to Will. 'Indeed she is,' the young Ranger responded. Neither of them was aware that they were talking about two different people.

Well, as my old mam used to say, if it looks like a duck and quacks like a duck and walks like a duck, it's probably a duck." "Very wise

Maddie trok een wenkbrauw op, een uitdrukking die ze van hem had overgenomen en die hij weer van Halt had.

I looked at his teeth. That's what people seem to do when they look at animals. They look at their teeth.

Halt never ceased to be fascinated by the way women, young or old, big or small, could not resist the temptation to feed Horace.

So, not expecting to see anyone, he failed to do so.

People rarely notice what they don't expect to see.

Erak kreunde. 'Nu weet ik pas hoe mensen zich voelden als ze mij aan zagen komen.

Strange, he thought, how seldom people tend to look up

When you draw something it lives and when you photograph it it dies

Careful. The easiest thing to spot is gaps of integrity in others.

I see more pathology in others than I did ten years ago - the older I get, the more insane people seem...

I got to love solitude - to see the Moon rise and set - I had time to watch it trace the window square across the wall in silent grace...

poetry is paying attention to life when all the world seems asleep to its beauties and truths...

we live in the same city but don't see the same things - you see buildings and I see memories...

why is my cat a Muse? the cat has the rare grace of never saying a word too much? Mark Twain ...that's why ...

consider yourself a functional character in someone else's novel - a background character - a person on the street - that's the perspective ...

I look out at the world through your transparent face...

some writers closet themselves - I write wherever I am because that's where life is happening ...

did you know that in your eyes there are bright flecks of green and orange - and that they are lovely?...

Jonathan nodded and joined him in watching the lane stripes on the Beltway zoom past. They

I believe the universe wants to be noticed. I think the universe is inprobably biased toward the consciousness, that it rewards intelligence in part because the universe enjoys its elegance being observed. And who am I, living in the middle of history, to tell the universe that it-or my observation of it-is temporary?

The real heroes anyway aren't the people doing things; the real heroes are the people NOTICING things, paying attention.