Quotes About Perception

To the question, "Why am I old?" the usual answer is, "Because I am becoming dead." But the facts show that I reveal more character as I age, not more death.

Where did Wayne Newton go when the USA went to shit? I was more stoned than I had realized.

Why, if I were to believe what everyone says about me, I would think myself quite, quite ugly. But I don't believe everyone, you see...I believe you because you are my friend. You think I'm beautiful, and so I am. —The Old One

Joe: Oo, Brittany "Aren't I Fabulous?" Hobson? Addie: She's not that bad. Joe: Brittany "All the Boys Like Me, I'm so Popular I Could Die" Hobson. Addie: Joe!

Who do you see when you look at them? You know the ones I mean: the others, the olders, the youngers, the ones who are not you, not like you or your friends, who wear the labels you give them until they give them back, saying, I believe these belong to you.

So there was something of a learning curve with doing your own thing and people seeing you outside of the band. I mean, people have never really heard my voice before - or heard a whole record of mine before. So it was a completely new experience.

But, actually, an affordance is neither an objective property nor a subjective property; or it is both if you like. An affordance cuts across the dichotomy of subjective-objective and helps us to understand its inadequacy. It is equally a fact of the environment and a fact of behavior. It is both physical and psychical, yet neither. An affordance points both ways, to the environment and to the observer.

We should begin thinking of events as the primary realities and of time as an abstraction from them—a concept derived mainly from regular repeating events, such as the ticking of clocks. Events are perceived, but time is not (Gibson, 1975).

But then, of course, one can peek through the fingers, which is not only pleasurable but a lesson in practical optics.

And the careful manipulation of the occluding edges of clothing with progressive revealing of skin is a form of the theatrical art called stripping.

It must be admitted that when I turn around while driving our car and reply to my wife's protests that I can perfectly well see where I am going without having to look where I am going because the focus of outflow is implicit, she is not reassured.

One sees the environment not with the eyes but with the eyes-in-the-head-on-the-body-resting-on-the-ground.

The main trouble with being an honest man was that it lost you all your illusions.

Across the page the numbers moved in grave morrice, in the mummery of their letters, wearing quaint caps of squares and cubes.

Shut your eyes and see.

His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl and knew that in some dim past, whether in life or revery, he had heard their tale before.

But my body was like a harp and her words and gestures were like fingers running upon the wires. from "Araby

Let's admit it, people: nobody understands consciousness. Psychology hasn't had a Newton yet.

Still drink most o' their beer outta bottles, that's how underdeveloped they are.

An experience is something that is constructed in the mind of the perceiver. It's not something an organization owns. To map experiences, investigation into those experiences from the perspective of the individual is necessary.

The mind constructs small-scale models of reality to anticipate events, to reason, and to underlie explanation.

She stopped me cold when she said, 'What color is the wind?'

I hate cops. You're either a cop or a reporter. And I hate cops and newspapermen.

Nonsense, my good man! What we lose in vigor, we only gain in wisdom.