Quotes About Observation

No mezclo nada, sólo repito lo que tu dijiste. Lo que uno cuenta y lo que sucede de verdad no suele coincidir, Rudy, sobre todo contigo.

A SMALL THEORY People observe the colors of a day only at its beginnings and ends, but to me it's quite clear that a day merges through a multitude of shades and intonations, with each passing moment. A single hour can consist of thousands of different colors. Waxy yellows, cloud-spat blues. Murky darknesses. In my line of work, I make it a point to notice them.

I'm always finding humans at their best and worse. I see their ugly and their beauty, and I wonder how the same thing can be both

Oamenii observ? culorile unei zile numai la sfârÅŸit ÅŸi la început, dar pentru mine este destul de clar c? ea combin? o multitudine de nuanÅ£e ÅŸi tonuri, cu fiecare moment care trece. O singur? or? poate consta în mii de culori diferite.

One thing I've noticed about the Germans: They seem very fond of pigs.

The young man wandered around for quite some time, thinking, planning, and figuring out exactly how to make the world his. Then one day, out of nowhere, it struck him—the perfect plan. He'd seen a mother walking with her child. At one point, she admonished the small boy, until finally, he began to cry. Within a few minutes, she spoke very softly to him, after which he was soothed and even smiled.

It's hard not to like a man who not only notices the colors, but speaks them.

First the colors. Then the humans. That's usually how I see things. Or at least, how I try.

There are just people going about what they always do. Talking. Parking crooked.

siempre encuentro humanos en su mejor y en su peor momento. Veo su fealdad y su belleza y me pregunto cómo ambas pueden ser lo mismo. Sin embargo, tienen algo que les envidio: al menos los humanos tienen el buen juicio de morir.

I walked around to see her better, and from the moment I witnessed her face again, I could tell that this was who she loved the most.

First the colours. Then the humans. That's usually how I see things Or at least, how I try

That is the best I can do—watch it fall into line with everything else I spectated during that time.

Are you looking at a dead man now?

People observe the colors of a day only at its beginnings and ends, but to me it's quite clear that a day merges through a multitude of shades and intonations, with each passing moment. A single hour can consist of thousands of different colors. Waxy yellows, cloud-spat blues. Murky darknesses. In my line of work, I make it a point to notice them.

People observe the colors of a day only at its beginnings and ends, but to me it's quite clear that a day merges through a multitude of shades and intonations, with each passing moment. A single hour can consist of thousands of different colors.

Have you ever noticed that idiots have a lot of friends? It's just an observation.

Look at the colors, Papa said. It's hard not to like a man who not only notices the colors, but speaks them.

Primero los colores. Luego los humanos. Así es como acostumbro a ver las cosas. O, al menos, así intento verlas.

Avete mai notato che gli idioti hanno un sacco di amici?

A SMALL THEORY People observe the colours of a day only at its beginnings and ends, but to me it's quite clear that a day merges through a multitude of shades and intonations, with each passing moment. A single hour can consist of thousands of different colours. Waxy yellows, cloud-spat blues. Murky darknesses. In my line of work, I make it a point to notice them.

On the opposite side, the mannequins stood like witnesses. They were serious and ludicrously stylish. It was hard to shake the feeling that they were watching everything.

From a Himmel Street window, he wrote, the star set fire to my eyes.

First the colours. Then the humans. That's how I normally see things. Or at least, how I try.