Quotes About Perception

3. You think that looks like a heart? If you do, that's only because you've never seen scrotum.

Things are not magical because they've been conjured for us by some outside force. They are magical because we create them.

exacerbate , v . I believe your exact words were: You're getting too emotional.

I feel the universe is telling me something. And it doesn't even matter if it's true or not. What matters is that I feel it, and believe it.

I've never understood why looking hot had to be equated with sex and conquest. Whatever happened to anticipation, to courtship, to true love? Can't a person look hot and not have it mean something? Call me an old-fashioned Naomi bitch, but I'm holding out for true love. Even if it's an unattainable fantasy

With all due respect, if you're forty-three, then I'm a fetus.

it's the belief, not the words, that mean everything. it's the floating.

I'm not a very happy person, I told him.But sometimes I can trick myself into thinking I am.

You know there's no such thing as a complete lie. There's always some truth in there.

The world is full of people who think different is synonymous with wrong.

If other people see you differently, you'll end up seeing them differently, too.

tiny: but there is the word, this word phil wrayson taught me once: weltschmerz. it's the depression you feel when the world as it is does not line up with the world as you think it should be. i live in a big goddamned weltzschermz ocean, you know? and so do you.

Pink is female - but why? Are girls any more pink than boys? Are boys any more blue than girls? It's something that has been sold to us, mostly so other things can be sold to us.

You can give words, but you can't take them. And when words are given and received, that is when they are shared. We remember what that was like. Words so real they were almost tangible. There are conversations you remember, for certain. But more than that, there is the sensation of conversation. You will remember that, even when the precise words begin to blur.

The world loves stupid labels. I wish we got to choose our own.

If there wasn't a word for it, would we realize our masochism as much?

My lines all curve. I tend to connect the wrong dots.

gravity, n. I imagine you saved my life. And then I wonder if I'm just imagining it.

Game over, you say, and I don't know which I take more exception to-- the fact that you say its over, or the fact that you say it's a game.

Sometimes memory tricks you. Sometimes beauty is best when it's distant.

What a strange phrase — –not seeing other people. As if it's been constructed to be a lie. We see other people all the time. The question is what we do about it.

Every single answer starts with the phrase 'I don't know.' But most of the time she does know, if I give her the time and the space in which to answer.

Maybe language is kind, giving us these double meanings. Maybe it's trying to teach us a lesson, that we can always be two things at once.

We walk into a bar, and you're aware of all the eyes on you. We walk into a bar, and I'm aware of all the eyes on you, too. For you, this translate into confidence. But me? All I can feel is doubt.