Quotes About Perception

I had rarely before paid much attention to the natural world. But my exposure to traditional magicians and seers was shifting my senses; I became increasingly susceptible to the solicitations of nonhuman things. In the course of struggling to decipher the magicians' odd gestures or to fathom their constant spoken references to powers unseen and unheard, I began to see and to hear in a manner I never had before.

Such reciprocity is the very structure of perception. We experience the sensuous world only by rendering ourselves vulnerable to that world. Sensory perception is this ongoing interweavement: the terrain enters into us only to the extent that we allow ourselves to be taken up within that terrain.

Other animals, in a constant and mostly unmediated relation with their sensory surroundings, think with the whole of their bodies.

It's weird, you know, the way so many people accept the notion that stone is inanimate, that rock doesn't move. I mean, really, this here cliff moves me every time that I see it.

The world and I reciprocate one another. The landscape as I directly experience it is hardly a determinate object; it is an ambiguous realm that responds to my emotions and calls forth feelings from me in turn.

Humans are tuned for relationship. The eyes, the skin, the tongue, ears, and nostrils—all are gates where our body receives the nourishment of otherness.

We are by now so accustomed to the cult of expertise that the very notion of honoring and paying heed to our directly felt experience of things—of insects and wooden floors, of broken-down cars and bird-pecked apples and the scents rising from the soil—seems odd and somewhat misguided as a way to find out what's worth knowing.

America sure was a funny place to look at when you got far enough away,

Život je, sada to znam, samo duga?ak niz provera naših telesnih i mentalnih senzora, odnosno onih ta?aka koje odre?uju naše mesto u prostoru u kojem prebivamo. Zbog toga, verovatno, pamtim samo onaj trenutak naglog prelaska iz relativnog reda u totalni haos.

Svako pamti na svoj na?in, svako živi sam u svom svetu, svako misli da je on onaj misle?i subjekat koji nam svojim postojanjem omogu?ava da uživamo u onome što vidimo kao stvarnost sveta.

U nekom trenutku sve pri?e postaju iste, kaže pripoveda?, i sve vode do istog cilja. Veština je u tome, kaže pripoveda?, da se onaj koj sluša ili ?ita pri?u navede na pomisao da je pri?a koju upravo sluša ili ?ita ipak druga?ija od ostalih. Pripovedanje je, dakle, zavaravanje, kaže pripoveda?, pri?a je, zna?i, laž. (Pripovedanje i pri?a)

You can fool everyone else, but you can't fool your own mind.

Maybe we're all in somebody's dream. Maybe everything's a dream, and nothing else.

Sometimes we think we should be able to know everything. But we can't. We have to allow ourselves to see what there is to see, and we have to imagine.

I thought how you can never tell just by looking at them what they were thinking or what was happening In their lives. Even when you got daft people or drunk people on buses, people that went on stupid and shouted rubbish or tried to tell you all about themselves, you could never really tell about them either... I knew if somebody looked at me, they'd know nothing about me, either.

Drawing makes you look at the world more closely. It helps you to see what you're looking at more clearly. Did you know that?" I said nothing. "What colour's a blackbird?" she said. "Black" "Typical!

Drawing makes you look at the world more closely. It helps you see what you're looking at more clearly. Did you know that?

What is is?' 'I don't know. I don't even know if it's true or if it's a dream.' 'That's alright. Truth and Dreams are always getting muddled.

This might be heaven! We might be living in heaven right now! And we might be the angels!

Skills which are so great as to amaze those of lesser talents are always mistrusted. Thus

The notion that any one person can describe 'what really happened' is an absurdity. If ten - or a hundred - people witness an event, there will be ten - or a hundred - different versions of what took place.

One must find rhythms others' ears don't hear.

The wise say many things, enough to confuse the rest of us

Or was it just the eyes of the watcher that gave character to the world?