Quotes About Observation

September could see it. She did not know what is was she saw. That is the disadvantage of being a heroine, rather than a narrator. She knew only that a red light glowed and went dark, glowed and went dark.

Sibyl, what do you want?" "I want to live," the Sibyl said, and her voice rang rich and full. "I want to keep on living forever and watching heroes and fools and knights go up and down, into the world and out. I want to keep being myself and mind the work that minds me. Work is not always a hard thing that looms over your years. Sometimes, work is the gift of the world to the wanting.

For when a box is shut, you cannot tell what it might contain, so you might as well say it contains everything, because, really, it could contain anything, see? But when you open it, you affect what is inside. Observing something changes it, that's a law, nothing to be done.

You can tell all that about me from your measuring tape?' 'Well, I use the metric system, It's the only way to get really exact numbers.

She long ago learned that if she waited and blinked and behaved like a pupil, eventually someone would lecture her on something.

A thing too familiar becomes invisible.

If the world is divided into seeing and not seeing, Marya thought, I shall always choose to see.

And the answer is: You are wrong. The Faeries are not gone. But they are no longer what they were. I watched it and did not help them, though I could have. I cheered. I cheered and I wept and I was glad. Perhaps I should not have been. Perhaps laughing at agony is a Fairy's game and I should not have moved my pieces on their board.

September waited. She long ago learned that if she waited and blinked and behaved like a pupil, eventually someone would lecture her on something.

Watts-English, Fortson, Gibler, Hooper, & DeBellis, 2006). Further compounding this limited verbal and conceptual ability is the observation that children from low verbal families develop language skills even more slowly (Hart & Risley, 2003). This results in protracted immature language usage, fewer words, shorter sentences, and the consideration of fewer details than children from high verbal families (Papalia & Olds, 1979).

If one keeps one's eyes open, it is possible to see things in many different ways.

Pausing to listen to an airplane in the sky, stooping to watch a ladybug on a plant, sitting on a rock to watch the waves crash over the quayside — children have their own agendas and timescales. As they find out more about their world and their place in it, they work hard not to let adults hurry them. We need to hear their voices.

Sometimes, people can go missing right before our very eyes.Sometimes, people can discover you, even though they've been looking at you the entire time. Sometimes, we lose sight of ourselves when we're not paying enough attention.

One did not need to penetrate David's secret counsels or insinuate a man in his bodyguard. All one needed was a pair of years and access to the royal precincts. Just to eavesdrop upon his singing was to develop an accurate idea of his state of mind.

He wanted to get down his reactions to that painting, exactly what he'd noticed and his response to it. You never get a second chance to have a first impression.

the horse looks, but how beautiful it feels to him.

How the more you looked, the more you gleaned. All the 'ways of seeing' that John Berger wrote about.

had believed that, working in their house and seeing to their needs, watching their comings and goings and their dealings with others, I had come to know them. How little, how very little, that knowledge had really amounted to.

I like people. I like watching them. It's just I'd prefer to do it from a mile away using very poweful binoculars.

The richer you are, I've worked out, the smaller your telephone and the bigger your telephoto lens.

Por las uñas de un hombre, por las mangas de su abrigo, por sus botas, por las rodillas de sus pantalones, por los callos de su dedo índice y pulgar, por su expresión, por los puños de su camisa, por sus movimientos, por cada una de estas cosas la vocación de un hombre queda claramente revelada. Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, Estudio en escarlata

The beauty we find is from the comparison we make of the things with themselves, seeing their likeness and difference

Uit het kafee gekomen, zagen we dat de Maan er weer prima bijstond Zo lief, zo rood, zo vol, maar ook zo laag: een kwestie van een trapleer of op iemands schouder staan, meer niet.

Er gebeuren dingen om ons heen. Maar we merken ze nauwelijks. We zijn doof en blind.