Quotes About Observation

Look for a long time at what pleases you, and for a longer time at what pains you.

That, Echo, is a bird." "A bird?" he repeated in disbelief. "Yes," Taylor said, joining them. "Why don't you talk to it, and see if it answers." Echo, still unmoving, watched the bird, then called, "Hello!" When the bird didn't answer, he added, "We want to talk to you!

My eyes were on the game as the Winter Hawks moved the puck into our zone. I wanted to learn as much as I could about their offense. I wanted to know how they moved the puck around. Playing or not playing, I always look for things that give away shooters' secrets.

One of the things I don't like about being tall is having to see the tops of people's heads, especially those of middle-aged men. You can always tell when they're slicking their hair forward to hide baldness. Or worse, you see their dandruff like sugar sprinkles on a cake.

He that has eyes to see and ears to hear may convince himself that no mortal can keep a secret. If his lips are silent, he chatters with his fingertips; betrayal oozes out of him at every pore.

only when one comes to listen, only when one is aware and still, can things be seen and heard.

I wondered if the trees were God. They were like God in many respects: they stood silent, and most people only noticed them when the need arose.

I don't go birdwatching. I am birdwatching. Birdwatching is a state of being, not an activity. It doesn't depend on place, on equipment, on specific purpose, like, say, fishing. It is not a matter of organic trainspotting; it is about life and it is about living.

We're not just losing the wild world. We're forgetting it. We're no longer noticing it. We've lost the habit of looking and seeing and listening and hearing. We're beginning to think it's not really our business. We're beginning to act as if it's not there any more.

I am a bad birdwatcher. On the other hand, and taking one thing with another, when it comes to enjoying birds I am world-class.

We can't distinguish between male and female blue tits by sight: blue tits can because the male possesses an ultraviolet crest. Such a bird would find our three-coloured televisions incomprehensibly drab.)

We can check on what people say by seeing what they do.

The result was that, if it happened to clear off after a cloudy evening, I frequently arose from my bed at any hour of the night or morning and walked two miles to the observatory to make some observation included in the programme.

There's this thing of you can live in a city and be completely alone, not notice anything going on around you.

Be good, my dears, and if you can't be good don't do it in front of witnesses!

All that was required to measure the planet was a man with a stick and a brain. In other words, couple an intellect with some experimental apparatus and almost anything seems achievable.

But it takes a very special kind of genius to see the crimes that hide from us in plain sight.

Representation of the world, like the world itself, is the work of men they describe it from their own point of view, which they confuse with the absolute truth.

Representation of the world, like the world itself, is the work of men; they describe it from their own point of view, which they confuse with absolute truth.

Holy shit! Where's a cell phone camera when you need one?

When I look out [the window] at the big houses on either side of the road, it's obvious we've entered the rich side of town. Poor people don't post signs like NO TRESPASSING, PRIVATE DRIVE, PRIVATE PROPERTY, MONITORED BY CAMERA SURVEILLANCE. I should know because I've been poor my entire life, and the only person I know who ever posted a sign like these is my friend...and he actually stole the sign off a rich guy's yard.

Did A tell you your eyes remind me of blown glass? I can see your soul through those eyes, Amy. They get darker when you're trying to be sexy and shine when you smile. And when you think you're in trouble you blink double the amount that you usually do. And when your sad the corners of your eyes turn down. I miss your eyes. And I don't want the sad ones to be my last memory of you.

Snakes don't have fuckin' legs, so how was I supposed to think there'd be one hidin' in the face of a damn rock that's ten feet below the summit?

It's like a fuckin' parade of white folks, one whiter than the next.