Quotes About Perception

Do you think dyslexic people have difficulty dancing to "Y.M.C.A."?

And then things happened quickly. Too quickly, on so many wildly differing scales, for any single observer ever to fully comprehend them. And not necessarily in the entirely correct order, besides. . . In

All of which is to the purpose that I have travelled more than most, by means that provoke looks of askance at the merest telling of them,

In more than one case I saw a glockenspiel fully half the length again of the bandsman carrying it – although the particular offensive capabilities of such an instrument were at that time well nigh impossible to guess. For

None of this is real.

Are you all right?' Fitz had asked him. 'I mean, it's not just that you're going mad on us, it's like you're going mad on us in different ways, like different people are doing it. .

The anger that appears to be building up between the sexes becomes more virulent with every day that passes. And far from women taking the blame... the fact is that men are invariably portrayed as the bad guys. Being a good man is like being a good Nazi.

The woman at reception was anywhere between thirty-eight and fifty-eight. Country skin puckering, mouth drooping like she'd been passed over for Bowls Club Treasurer.

The thinner the eyebrow, the crazier the woman.

The difference between "romantic" and "creepy" is the other person's reaction to it.

Some of the prettiest girls need to put a paper bag over their personality.

it is worth looking closer and remembering something Marcos Alvito told me: Statistics are like a bikini. They show so much, but they hide the most important parts.

Questions to Consider If you were told that a neighbor never worries about his kids, would you think that was a good thing or a bad thing? Would you like to be known as someone who doesn't worry about your kids? If your significant other said to you, "I don't think you ever worry about me," would you take it as a complaint or a compliment?

I am a firm believer of reading the horoscopes. I read all twelve, pick the one that sounds the best and go with that one.

Windows 7 is like a pumpkin: handsome and plump on the outside, but a big mess on the inside. So get out your knife and start carving.

Acertain blue of the sky is so damn blue that only blood could be more red.

We cannot experience any entity in its totality, because we are not pure, disembodied minds, but are palpable bodies with our own opacities and limits.

For magicians -- whether modern entertainers or indigenous, tribal sorcerers -- have in common the fact that they work with the malleable texture of perception.

Yet few are as deep-rooted and damaging as the habitual tendency to view the sensuous earth as a subordinate space—whether as a sinful plane, riddled with temptation, needing to be transcended and left behind; or a menacing region needing to be beaten and bent to our will; or simply a vaguely disturbing dimension to be avoided, superseded, and explained away.

No matter how long I linger with any being, I cannot exhaust the dynamic enigma of its presence.

As breathing involves a continual oscillation between exhaling and inhaling, offering ourselves to the world at one moment and drawing the world into ourselves at the next, so sensory perception entails a like reciprocity, exploring the moss with our fingers while feeling the moss touching us back, at one moment gazing the mountains and at the next feeling ourselves seen, or sensed, from that distance Ã¢â'¬Â¦

Phenomenon," in Merriam-Webster's Collegiate Dictionary, 10th ed., signifies "an object or aspect known through the senses rather than by thought or intuition." It is commonly contrasted with the term "noumenon" (from the Greek nooumenon: "that which is apprehended by thought"—itself derived from the Greek term nous, for "mind").

One's relation to one's house, in other words, is hardly a relation between a pure subject and a pure object—between an active intelligence, or mind, and a purely passive chunk of matter.

Each place its own psyche. Each sky its own blue.