Quotes About Observation

Each play worth seeing should be watched a second time on the faces of the audience.

George did likewise. "What do you think of him?" "Behaving like a cat on a hot bakestone," said Tretower,

Francis focused on the woman's eyes. They really were quite free of guile, he reflected. Unusual in the females of his acquaintance, and therefore refreshing.

A mirror may be held in different lights by different hands; and, according to the position of those hands, will the light fall.

Generous people are inclined to acquit generously; but it has been very painful to me to observe that with all my mere friends I have found more sympathy and trust, than in those who are of my own household and who have been daily witnesses of my life.

We arrived on December 3, and here it is nearly January 1 — almost a month. The older one grows the faster time passes. Do you observe that? You catch the wind of the wheels in your face, it seems, as you get nearer the end. I observe it strongly.

But Doc knew that was the key to successful lying. People judged what other people would do by what they themselves would do. You could tell a hell of a lot about a man by what he assumed others got up to. If you're looking for a thief, bet on the man who's always accusing his neighbors.

As any parent can tell you, it's better to keep your mouth shut and your eyes open when you go looking for kids who are being unreasonably quiet. They're probably doing something they don't want you to see, and if they hear you coming, they'll hide the evidence. I

Marshal Reeves, watching me, snorted. "Live and learn, child," he said. "Everybody's worthy of respect.

A barn owl was perched atop the refrigerator.

I watched the patterns of light sparkle across her back.

Whatever the objects were, there were a lot of them. I did a little quick mental math and figured that there must be a thousand of them in this bay alone. They might be alive. Or at least, aliveable.

Amazing what people can fail to see when it's a man doing it to a woman, even a respectable-looking woman.

He felt eyes on him. He didn't turn to see if they were Jane's.

I can see the mouse's tail through thy teeth.

Will's breath smoked in raw air; he was surprised to notice that Murchaud's did not.

His words had the ring of formality, and he knew she understood them for what they were. The sideways twitch of her head told him as much, and the slight smile that touched the corners of her eyes but didn't curve her lips.

From here, she could observe the structure of the Jacob's Ladder. She had a confused idea of lattices and bulbous habitats, of corridors, threading asymmetrically over the surfaces of anchores and domaines. Of gray metal and patchy paint. Now she saw the world in all its incomprehensible vastness, like a grandly rotating three-dimensional spiderweb, and the complexity bewildered her.

Watching Benedick and Tristen trade glances made her feel even more like a child, and that was not okay.

They had not been lied to. The men were gentle; when one leaned, moved, spoke, the other mirrored. She sensed it in the energy between them, their calm failure to react on any visceral level to her smile, the swell of her breasts, the curve of her lips-or to the more youthful charms of her security detail. She knew it as surely as she would have known fear or hunger. Not only were they gentle, they were together.

Jane drew herself up, chin high and shoulders back, and extended her hand. It was half the gesture of a Queen to a Queen, and half an offering to a wild animal, and Matthew bit his lips on a smile when he noticed.

Patty watches silently, pale eyes alert as they shift form Elspeth's face to mine and back again.

What about thy Prince? Or the Fae Queen who come to muse thee in thine illness?" "My Prince?" Will smiled at Tom. "Kit's Prince, you mean. You know, I rather suspect he's watching us now: I would be, were I in his place.

I cannot see as they see, in shades of advantage and degrees of subtlety.