Quotes About Observation

Well, it sure as hell weren't no tree-climbin' horse. (Jack to Abe)

seeing the way his trousers clung to those most English parts.

Of course, not everybody's willing to go out and do the experiments, but for the people who are willing to go out and do that, - if the experiments don't work, then it means it's not science.

The ones who stay unnoticed often see the most. They live out other people's lives, since their own are so unremarkable...

Mindfulness is about falling awake rather than asleep.

I try very hard to keep my eyes open so that I can look at my beloved.

Evolution is fascinating to watch. To me it is the most interesting when one can observe the evolution of a single man.

wouldn't be the sharpest thing in a drawer full of rubber spatulas.

You saw my leg?" "How can a man help what he sees?" he said. "And, if I could add, you possess a very fine leg.

Geric," she called. He turned back around. "What kind of flowers were they?" "I don't rightly know," he said. He made faltering gestures with his hands, forming their size and shape from the air. "They were yellow, and smallish, and had lots of petals." "Thank you," she said. "They were beautiful.

I think sometimes just being silent and watching can change a person.

Over there!" "Where?" Enna asked in mock panic "Do you see something?

We were quiet, two tiny specks glued down by gravity, peering at a universe that didn't notice us back.

Charlotte wondered if she would have recognized the crazy much earlier if he looked more like Steve Buscemi then Mr. Medieval Hotness.

Age gave her the peace, at least, to live inside that moment like a poet - to not sacrifice the beauty to the anxiety of What Next, but to just observe.

I think sometimes, being silent and watching, can change a person.

Jane caught sight of a very striking Colonel Andrews who, now that she watched him dance, might just be gay.

Here you've been, a spider in the corner, observing, weaving Charlotte's web of mystery.

The lowlands aren't so different from here," said Britta. "Just bigger and . . ." "A lot bigger," said Frid. "It's

Her eyes followed the long road that began south of the Great City

1 Pardon this highly unusual footnote, but I must break the Narrator's "fourth wall" to explain that this story will be "tricksy" in more than one way. Kitty Cheshire does not like being narrated. She seems to be aware of my watching her, and she resists. At times her thoughts and feelings squirm away from my inspection. I shall do my best, however, to narrate a completely true story about Ever After's most elusive character.

After two days, Gilsa allowed her to rise awhile and follow her around the yard, though she was not to lift so much as a chicken's egg. When Ani shadowed Gilsa into the coop anyway, Gilsa slapped her hands away from the task and then asked her what the chickens were saying. "'People are here to take the eggs' and so on. Chickens aren't the best conversationalists." "I'm glad," said Gilsa. "Makes me feel better about eating them.

You are looking well, Mr. Nobley," Miss Heartwright was saying. Jane nearly gasped. Who said such things to that man?

Helen had to blink a couple of times before she could stop staring and felt her face warm with embarrassment. There was nowhere to look that that wasn't filled with either man pretty or man manly, so she decided she was better looking at the kitchen floor.