Quotes About Perception

One man's constant is another man's variable.

I like to write sad songs. They're much easier to write and you get a lot more emotion into them. But people don't want to hear them as much. And radio definitely doesn't they want that positive, uptempo thing.

when we do not know, or when we do not know enough, we tend always to substitute emotions for thoughts."*5

T. S. Eliot wrote almost a century ago about a phenomenon that he believed to be the product of the nineteenth century: "When there is so much to be known, when there are so many fields of knowledge in which the same words are used with different meanings, when everyone knows a little about a great many things, it becomes increasingly difficult for anyone to know whether he knows what he is talking about or not.

The woman, early thirties with frosted brown hair,

Why can't a woman be more like a man?

The commitment of marriage can frequently arouse some rather peculiar behaviour in men and women alike, but the bizarre notion that one can change the character of one's mate seems to occur more often to women than to men.

Perspective is worth 80 IQ points

Once in a while it really hits people that they don't have to experience the world in the way they have been told to.

Once in a while it really hits people that they don't have to experience the world in the way they have been told to.

Once in a while it really hits people that they don't have to experience the world in the way that they have been told to.

You know you're getting old when people tell you how good you look.

Behavioral economics tells us that people often focus too much on the wrong things, and tend to focus on aspects of the job that are salient. So, for example, the pay is salient, especially the starting pay.

Time scoots along pretty fast when you grow up.

I keep drawing the trees, the rocks, the river, I'm still learning how to see them; I'm still discovering how to render their forms. I will spend a lifetime doing that. Maybe someday I'll get it right.

Each time is true, but the truths are not the same.

Time is the clarity for seeing right and wrong.

But what is the past? Could it be, the firmness of the past is just illusion? Could the past be a kaleidoscope, a pattern of images that shift with each disturbance of a sudden breeze, a laugh, a thought? And if the shift is everywhere, how would we know?

Imagine a world in which there is no time. Only images.

While people brood, time skips ahead without looking back.

Events, once happened, lose reality, alter with a glance, a storm, a night. In time, the past never happened. But who could know? Who could know that the past is not as solid as this instant…

Like the ski resort full of girls hunting for husbands and husbands hunting for girls, the situation is not as symmetrical as it might seem.

No human being is constituted to know the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth and even the best of men must be content with fragment, with partial glimpses, never the full fruition.

We're all puppets, Laurie. I'm just a puppet who can see the strings.