Quotes About Observation

Write everything down. Keep a journal. Take more pictures.

Recently I saw a movie in which people were eating take-out pizza in 1948 and it drove me nuts. There was no take-out pizza in 1948. There was barely any pizza, and barely any takeout.

I've noticed that almost no one wants some fresh ground black pepper on his salad. Why they even bother asking is a mystery to me.

We all look. The lucky find. The wise accept.

I think writer is a word without gender, and a good writer observes, absorbs, hopefully empathizes then translates that into character and story. You don't have to do or be or have experienced, traveled to, but you have to imagine all of that, very well–and believe it completely during the bubble of the work.

The second surprise came on the heels of the first when she noted the only thing keeping her from rolling off the bed was the arm that Shawn had banded around her. He'd sprawled himself in the middle of the mattress, shoving her to the outer edge. But, she thought, at least he was considerate enough to see that she stayed there and didn't fall on her face.

She hoped the Quinns would allow her a few moments alone with Seth, so she could judge for herself, without influence, how he was feeling. She hoped she could steal a few moments alone with Cam, so she could judge for herself how she was feeling.

Is staying quiet an interrogation technique? It can be. It can be also called listening.

She saw him pause to watch it, going still with his hand on a stem and his other holding a seed head. And she wished she could paint. All those vivid colors of late summer, bold and strong, and the man so still, so patient, dropping his work to share his flowers with a bird.

Shelby trailed off when she spotted the goldfish swimming in circles inside the Waterford. Well, he's come up in the world, she said with a jerky laugh. I don't think he appreciates it.

She glanced down to where Seth's fingers were still curled around her arm. Are you testing my biceps, Lieutenant? I do like to think they're firm. Your muscle tone's fine. From what he could see of her in the filmy ivory slacks, it appeared more than fine.

Se r?suci ÅŸi se aflau acum fa?? în fa??. - Poate, pânâ la sfârÅŸit, o s?-mi dau seama de ce am în faÅ£a ochilor. Ea se d?du înapoi. - Nu e chiar atât de complicat. - Nu tu eÅŸti cea care priveÅŸte. EÅŸti gata?

De ce ne batem atâta capul? întreb? Parker. B?rbaÅ£ii oricum nu observ?. - Fiindc? ceea ce purt?m afecteaz? felul în care ne simÅ£im, cum ne comport?m, cum ne miÅŸc?m. Iar astea sunt lucruri pe care le observ?. În special miÅŸcarea. Îmbrac?-te, machiaz?-Å£i ochii. Vei ÅŸti c? ar??i bine, aÅŸa c? te vei simÅ£i bine. Ai s? te distrez mai tare.

Your gaydar can't leap over buildings in a single bound like Superman. He's wearing a thong. Enough said. It's for ease of movement. Thong, Lila repeated.

Connor stared at his arm, at the huge black burn, the peeling and bubbling skin. He felt oddly detached from it all, as if he looked at some little wonder behind glass. "Would you look at that?" he said, and passed out.

not Tony! She studied his

didn't surprise Jake, he'd been watching it build all along.

You'd better watch out for gopher holes, Tory. That's a very high horse you are standing on.

She looks like something poets write about, right down to the sad eyes.

painting, in music, in literature or theater? If so, did that make the rest of the world nothing more than the audience? Passive observers whose only contribution was applause or criticism?

Owning land, he mused, being responsible for it. Plowing, planting, tending, watching things grow. Keeping an eye on the sky, sniffing the air for a turn in the weather. Not a life for Grayson Thane, he thought, but imagined some would find it rewarding. There'd been that simple pride of ownership in Murphy Muldoon's walk—a man who knew his feet were planted on his own.

We have a deal. Emmaline, when you find a man who gives you a good foot rub, look closely. Many flaws are outweighed by that single skill.

across the street, a few doors down, Sam watched the house, noting

where two men played pool and a woman sat at a