Quotes About Observation

This is what time travel is. It's looking at a person, and seeing them in the present and the past, concurrently. And that mode of transport only worked with those one had known a significant time.

And the thing about games is, if you get good at one game, you can be good at any game. That's what I think. They're all hand-eye coordination and observing patterns.

When Sam had described the relationship between Marx and his father, he had said it was fraught, that Watanabe-san was demanding and sometimes even demeaning to Marx. Sadie saw no evidence of that. She found Marx's father to be bright, interesting, and engaged. Other people's parents are often a delight.

He was skilled----at the end of the level, he could make Mario land at the top of the flagpole, something Sadie had never mastered. Although Sadie liked to be the player, there was a pleasure to watching someone who was a dexterous player---it was like watching a dance. He never looked over at her. He cleared the first boss battle, and the words BUT OUR PRINCESS IS IN ANOTHER CASTLE appeared on the screen.

The walls of the bookstore have wood panels up to just above her head, but beyond that is blue wallpaper. Maya can't reach the wallpaper unless she has a chair. The wallpaper has a bumpy, swirling pattern, and it is pleasing to rub her face against it. She will read the word damask in a book one day and thinks, Yes, of course, that's what it's called . In contrast, the word wainscoting will come as a huge disappointment.

Marx was fortunate because he saw everything as if it were a fortuitous bounty.

The store is fifteen Mayas wide and twenty Mayas long. She knows this because she once spent an afternoon measuring it by lying her body across the room. It is fortunate that it is not more than thirty Mayas long because that is as far as she could count on the day the measurements were taken.

Her hair was shorter and more fashionable, he guessed

Beneath Sadie's eyes were barely perceptible crescents, but then, she'd had these as a kid too. Still, he felt she seemed tired. Sam looked at Sadie, and he thought, This is what time travel is. It's looking at a person, and seeing them in the present and the past, concurrently. And that mode of transport only worked with those one had known a significant time.

phenomenological

This is what time travel is. It's looking at a person, and seeing them in the present and the past, concurrently.

This is what time travel is. It's looking at a person, and seeing them in the present and the past, concurrently

There would be leaves in the fall, and snow in the winter, and cherry blossoms in the spring. The world had always looked painfully beautiful to him when he was sick. It was only when he was alone and he couldn't participate in the business of living that he tended to notice how lovely being alive was.

Come on, Sadie. There'll always be another class. How many times can you look at something and know that everyone around you is seeing the same thing or at the very least that their brains and eyes are responding to the same phenomenon? How much proof do you ever have that we're all in the same world?

This is what time travel is. It's looking at a person and seeing them in the present and past, concurrently.

She chose the brassavola, which looked like clusters of delicate calla lilies. "Ah," said Schiele, "the Lady of the Night." "It's actually called that?" I asked. "Or is that your weird pet name for it?" "It releases a perfume in the evening," he said. "Don't worry, Franny. It smells great.

YOU CAN KIND of see them if you get on your tippy toes and look over the fence," A.J. says. "There, in the distance!" They had left Alice at seven that morning, taken the ferry to Hyannis, then driven two hours to Portsmouth only to discover that the Green Animals Topiary Garden is closed from November through May. A.J. finds that he cannot make eye contact with either his daughter or Lambiase. It is twenty-nine degrees, but shame is keeping him warm.

I've made so many mistakes,' she says. 'I can't help you,' I say. She shakes her head and picks up the baby. 'We'll be out of your way now,' she says. 'Merry Christmas.' "And they leave. I'm pretty shaken up, so I go into the kitchen to make myself some tea. When I get back out to the living room, I notice that the little girl has left her backpack and Tamerlane is on the floor next to it.

Janine looks at her watch. "Janine looks at her watch," Daniel says. "She is bored with the old writer." Janine smiles. "Strike the second sentence. Reader will know. Show, don't tell.

The wallpaper has a bumpy, swirling pattern, and it is pleasing to rub her face against it. She will read the word damask in a book one day and think, Yes, of course that's what it's called. In contrast, the word wainscoting will come as a huge disappointment.

She is at least four inches taller than A.J. "But we have a meeting.

Because if you really want to die, I can put you under psychiatric observation." "I don't want to die," A.J. says after a bit. "I just find it difficult to be here all the time. Do you think I'm crazy?

Well, what are you doing back there?" she asked. "Counting the rocks beneath your feet?" Turning away again to continue her climb, she lifted the hem of her skirts, unconsciously affording him a glimpse of her pretty calves. "Merely enjoying the view," he said, savoring the maidenly sway of her hips.

the light through the windows is always more enchanting when viewed from the street outside.