Quotes About Perception

Si tu fermes la porte à toutes les erreurs, la vérité restera dehors

Most people believe the mind to be a mirror, more or less accurately reflecting the world outside them, not realizing on the contrary that the mind is itself the principal element of creation.

We read the world wrong and say that it deceives us.

Beauty is simply reality seen with the eyes of love

I don't categorize food as bad or a guilty pleasure.

It only looks like I get to eat a lot of food on TV. I really just get the one bite and the crew and guests eat everything else.

I wish I could be as thin as Jessica Simpson. I think she looks gorgeous! I have had Jessica on my show several times, and I can tell you that girl is genuine and funny with a great self-deprecating sense of humor.

What I notice is that most of us can intellectualise what we see on social media platforms – we know that these images and narratives that are presented aren't real, we can talk about it and rationalise it – but on an emotional level, it's still pushing buttons. If those images or narratives tap into what we aspire to, but what we don't have, then it becomes very powerful.

I think beauty comes from within, and society paints a ridiculous picture.

Boys. I'd turn gay if they weren't so sexy.

Boys. I'd turn gay if they weren't so sexy.

One way to open your eyes is to ask yourself, "What if I had never seen this before? What if I knew i would never see it again?

I mean, like most guys, you carry around this girl in your head, who is exactly who you want her to be. The person you think you will love the most. And every girl you are with gets measured against this girl in your head.

I've given him more mixed signals than a dyslexic Morse code operator.

And likewise I was beginning to see my own fears and desires manifested outside myself, was beginning to see in other people's lives a commentary on my own.

A degree of self-deception, she said, was an essential part of the talent for living.

I had found out more, I said, by listening than I had ever thought possible.

The worst thing, it seemed to her, was to be dealing with one version of a person when quite another version existed out of sight.

It is hard to listen while you were talking.

You get tired of reality, and then you discover it's already gotten tired of you.

A visit to the cinema is no longer that: it is less, a tarnished thing, an alloyed pleasure.

This anti-description, for want of a better way of putting it, had made something clear to her by a reverse kind of exposition: while he talked she began to see herself as a shape, an outline, with all the detail filled in around it while the shape itself remained blank. Yet this shape, even while its content remained unknown, gave her for the first time since the incident a sense of who she now was.

This feeling, that she was the invisible witness to another person's solitude - a kind of ghost - nearly drove her mad for awhile.

while he talked she began to see herself as a shape, an outline, with all the detail filled in around it while the shape itself remained blank