Quotes About Perception

Basically, there is nothing new in the behavior of monsters, for the monster himself is nothing more than an invention of his victims.

If one clung too closely to reality, the result might well be far from realistic.

What we mean when we say terrible conditions is conditions which we are aware of as being terrible.

You can't force yourself into something you can't understand, you know.

Más que de la mujer, el hombre tiende a enamorarse de los fragmentos y detalles de las cosas.

Lo que tú necesitas no soy yo: seguro que es un espejo. Pues cualquier otro que no seas tú no pasa de ser, para ti, más que un espejo en donde reflejarte. Yo, desde luego, no tengo el propósito de volver a un desierto de espejos como ese

It was K's idea that faces were a roadway between men.

A strange thing the face. I never felt anything about it at any given time, but when i found i didn't have one, I felt as if half the world had been torn away from me

It's a real handicap to have a face with shifty eyes.

I can hardly believe that the face is so important to a man's existence. A man's worth should be gauged by the content of his work; possibly the convolutions of the surface of the brain have something to do with it, but his face certainly does not. If the loss of a face can cause conspicuous change in the scale of evaluation, it may well be owing to a fundamental emptiness of content.

His words were absorbed by the sand and blown by the wind, and there was no way of knowing how far they reached.

The reason men somehow go on living, enduring the gaze of others, is that they bargain on the hallucinations and inexactitude of human eyes.

Nuevamente se volvió a mirar a la mujer, y sin embargo, no sintió ninguna tentación de acercarse más. Una mujer cubierta de arena podía resultar visualmente atractiva, pero no inspiraba el deseo de tocarla.

Tal vez correspondiera decir que, más que perder la pasión, la habían congelado de tanto idealizarla.

InocenÅ£a ei feminin? îl preschimbase într-un duÅŸman.

Opravdu straÅ¡ná situace je asi ta, o níž si uvÄ›domujeme, že je straÅ¡ná.

Más que la mujer, el hombre tiende a enamorarse de los fragmentos y detalles de las cosas.

Un b?rbat tinde s? se piard? în m?runÅ£iÅŸuri mai mult decat o femeie.

Nisipul... Lucrurile care aveau form? p?reau goale de orice conÅ£inut cînd erau puse al?turi de nisip. Singurul factor sigur era miÅŸcarea lui. Nisipul era antiteza formei.

Ceea ce simÅ£ea pentru ea era una, iar ceea ce îi f?cuse ea era altceva.

Un b?rbat de dou?zeci de ani este aÅ£îÅ£at de un simplu gînd. Un b?rbat de patruzeci de ani, de suprafaÅ£a pielii. Dar pentru un b?rbat de treizeci, cea mai primejdioas? este femeia care e doar o siluet?.

Gândul acesta îi st?ruia într-un ungher al conÅŸtiinÅ£ei, ca o ruf? ud?, acolo unde, singur?, b?taia inimii era dureros de clar?.

Dac? ÅŸi gazeta era o fereastr? deschis? spre lumea din afar?, atunci geamul ei era îngheÅ£at.

Nici o ÅŸtire interesant?. Totul era un turn de iluzii, din c?r?mizi iluzorii ÅŸi g?unoase. Dac? viaÅ£a ar fi alc?tuit? numai din lucruri importante, ar fi ca o cas? periculoas? de sticl?, greu de manuit. Dar viaÅ£a de toate zilele era întocmai ca titlurile din ziare. Cunoscand lipsa de însemn?tate a existenÅ£ei, toat? lumea aÅŸaz? centrul compasului în propria-i cas?.