Quotes About Observation

You don't see the forest for the trees.

Because I could see the truth. Sometimes it's there in the flaws. And other times it's there in too much perfection.

He was a rightie, I couldn't help but notice.

In the year since the day I got on a plane to fly to Dublin, determined to find my sister's killer and bring him to justice, I've learned that you can discover just as much from what people don't say to you, as what they do. It's not enough to listen to their words. You have to mine their silences for buried ore. It's often only in the lies we refuse to speak that any truth can be heard at all.

They hold a secret smile and a certain amused resignation. As if he has watched humanity's idiocies play out in front of him so many times that they have begun to Ã¢â'¬Â¦ not pain but perhaps perturb him. As if he wearies of watching the rats in the maze run into the same walls over and over.

Then, that memorably powerful look into my eyes told me something more: compared to dogs, wolves are grown-ups. He was not asking for help, head down, forehead wrinkled, as a dog might: "Is this right? What do you want?" Instead, head high, gaze level, he was assessing me, like a poker player: "Are you in or out?" Judging that I was in, he made his move; and we both won. (p.6)

I thought you were watching your weight," Gardner said from the doorway. This was directed at Wynne, who swallowed the last bite of doughnut with a guilty air as he looked at her. "I am. I'm watching it creep toward three hundred.

I see nobody on the road," said Alice. "I only wish that I had such eyes," the King remarked in a fretful tone. "To be able to see Nobody! And at that distance too! Why, it's as much as I can do to see real people, by this light!" —Lewis Carroll, Through the Looking-Glass

March 1. DEAR BABY: I like the way you turn in half circles on the mattress, like a senile clock.

Only one or two lemons tumble from the branches each hour, but I've been sitting here so long their falls seem contiguous, close as raindrops.

With aqueous indifference, the camera lifted its eye.

He looks me to pieces … I realize now that I have been glimpsed and corner-of-the-eyed before, by the Chief and my sister and the yawning tourists. But I have never actually been looked at. Not like this.

their eyes flicking all over each other.

Kirjailijan ammatissa parasta on se, ettei tapaa uusia ihmisiä.

The accents were almost musical, though not as pretty as the ones I used to eavesdrop upon, lying on a sun-drenched roof above lower balconies.

You didn't realize what was passing you by until you slowed down a little bit to get a better look.

Sara studied him. "Is that a Chihuahua behind your back?" "No, I'm just happy to see you" Sara gave him a confused smile, and he reluctantly showed her Betty.

Even scientific knowledge, if there is anything to it, is not a random observation of random objects for the critical objectivity of significant knowledge is attained as a practice only philosophically in inner action.

Sometimes, where there's smoke, there's only smoke.)

A historian is often only a journalist facing backwards.

Every view, and every object I studied attentively, by viewing them again and again on every side, for I was anxious to make a lasting impression of it on my imagination.

You never see an old man eating a Twix

Stop looking at the walls, look out the window.

A dog has got human eyes.