Quotes About Perception

First and foremost, Austen was sensible. She didn't feed her romantic imagination to excess.

It's so easy to see people as less than they are, as less than people.

a person could walk around in a prison of his or her own making and never be behind bars.

People often feel threatened by things that are different. It reflects their ignorance, not your reality.

She loved romance novels—granted some of the titles were hokey, but that didn't affect the quality of the story inside—and it irritated her when people put them down without ever having read one.

There's none so blind as those who will not see.

I remember reading once that some fellows use language to conceal thought; but it's been my experience that a good many more use it instead of thought.

Clothes don't make the man, but they make all of him except his hands and face during business hours, and that's a pretty considerable area of the human animal.

What you know is a club for yourself, and what you don't know is a meat-ax for the other fellow.

Appearances are deceitful, I know, but so long as they are, there's nothing like having them deceive for us instead of against us.

When the tongue lies, the eyes tell the truth.

The world is full of bright men who know all the right things to say and who say them in the wrong place.

Nobody, nothingever gave megreater thingthan timeunless lightand silencewhich if intensemakes sound

A man's whole life / may be a metaphor - but a woman's lot / is symbol.

Women with minds scare some men. We make them wonder if they're as on top of things as they think they are.

Like all the girls back then I knew that being too clever was much worse than being too tall. Being five foot three, tongue-tied and blonde I mostly passed muster, except that I was so unskilled in small talk that I sometimes blurted big words (hypocrisy, or pretentiousness), which jumped out of my mouth like the toads of the fairy tale before I knew it. In any case, you could cultivate the wrong sort of silence - the sort that implied brooding self-absorption rather than attentiveness.

Les femmes portent les marques, le langage et les nuances de leur culture plus que les hommes. Tout ce qui est désiré ou détesté est projeté sur le corps féminin.

The writing in this book gives us a vocabulary and a way of seeing. But ultimately, with these words resonating in our consciousness, we must turn to the book of nature itself. It matters how we think about and touch this place during our brief and precious time in the world…it can come to reside in us as surely as we reside in it.

Something always told me I wasn't no rich white woman.

Sometimes having the dream makes you more content than having the reality.

You look beautiful." "Anyone can appear beautiful in the shadows.

Life was a strange circle. She tried not to decipher it, but rather to accept it as it came.

But in the moonlight they were little more than silhouettes. A reflection of her life. A mere shadow of what she'd expected it to be.

In his world, there was right and wrong, good and evil. Hers contained no absolutes. Hers was a world of grays. Hers was what his was truly becoming. The irony didn't escape him. At night, nothing was clear. Lines blurred. Shadows removed definitions. Her dreams led her to the darkest parts of London where he couldn't follow and keep her safe. His dreams had ceased to exist long ago.