Quotes About Observation

Moeller, who has tasted a naked Cheeto, likens it to a piece of unsweetened puffed corn cereal

Analogies drawn from the inspection of hen's eggs foundered on the objection that man was not a chicken.

I am not, by trade or character, a spotlight operator. I'm the goober with a flashlight, stumbling into corners and crannies, not looking for anything specific but knowing when I've found it. Courage

I remember watching Morin walk away from me, the endearing gait and the butt that got lubed for science, and thinking, "Oh my god, they're just people." NASA

The caption uses the scientific term for lip-licking: "lateral tongue protrusion.")

The difference between dog and cat is immediately obvious. While a dog almost (and occasionally literally) inhales its food the moment it's set down, cats are more cautious. A cat wants to taste a little first. McCarthy directs my gaze to the kibble that has no palatant coating. "See how they feel it in their mouth and then drop it?

PARC techs also try to keep a bead on doggy interactions in the yards. "We need to know," says McCarthy. "'Are you down because you don't like the food or because Pipes stole your bone earlier?'" Theresa volunteers that a dog named Rover has lately had a stomach upset, and Porkchop likes to eat the vomit. "So that's cutting into Porkchop's appetite." And probably yours.

someone who knows a little more than diddly. I'm scheduled to meet with the Center's wildlife genetics staff, upstairs in the Long Speak Room, which is an amusingly apt name for a government conference room (except that it isn't—a realization that will dawn when I take note of the plaque by the door, which reads: Longs Peak Room).

I always said there were plenty of things going on here, right under our noses, that we couldn't see, she said, holding out her apron. I don't see with my nose, I remarked. What have you got there?

I've come to pick up Collie and caught the glint of her buzzed red head out back here in the yard. She's deep in, standing under a ruined magnolia tree, peering up into its branches. There are fallen dysfunctional blossoms, looking like killed pelicans, all around.

Is there such a feeling as love at first sight? And if there be, in what does its nature differ from love founded in long observation and slow growth? Perhaps its effects are not so permanent; but they are, while they last, as violent and intense.

A man is blind to a thousand minute circumstances, which call forth a woman's sedulous attention.

En todas partes veo la felicidad, de la que sólo yo me encuentro irrevocablemente excluido

She seemed, poor woman, to imagine that the French and the Martians might prove very similar.

We look back to times past, and we mass them together, and say in such a year such and such events took place, such wars occupied that year, and during the next there was peace. Yet each year was then divided into weeks, days, minute, and slow-moving seconds, during which there were human minds to note and distinguish them, as now.

How unwise had the wanderers been, who had deserted its shelter, entangled themselves in the web of society, and entered on what men of the world called life, - that labyrinth of evil, that scheme of mutual torture. To live, according to this sense of the word, we must not only observe and learn, we must also feel; we must not only be mere spectators of action, we must act; we must not describe, but be subjects of description.

I remember thinking with a queer detached portion of my mind that here was someone wringing her hands. One reads about it and one never sees it, and now here it was.

the peculiar ability to see triangles and hexagons where others see only a party.

Because of this. Because your funny. Because you know Lolita. And Nabukov and James Mason too. Because you're cute and funny and i'm kind of sad and you haven't tried hitting on me once. Because you weren't even trying...

As Thoreau wrote, 'It's not what you look at that matters, it's what you see.

Wherever you are, at any moment, try and find something beautiful. A face, a line out of a poem, the clouds out of a window, some graffiti, a wind farm. Beauty cleans the mind.

Beauty can be seen in all things, seeing and composing the beauty is what separates the snapshot from the photograph.

feet can tell you whether a person is interested or not; how the movement of the eyes can determine whether a person is a visual, kinesthetic, or auditory thinker; and how to determine if a person is lying. Let's

The Listener's Body Language A person's body language often says more than words. After all, why wouldn't you want know if a person is uncomfortable talking about butterflies and roses because they remind her of an ex; or talking about sports when the guy next to you hardly knows the difference between the Chicago Bulls and Chicago Bears?