Quotes About Perception

His eyes narrowed, and I could see the reflexive 'no' in them. I would come to know this type of man, jealous of his little power, to whom I was only a woman.

Skops, Peleus took to calling me. Owl, for my big eyes.

Had she really thought I would not know him? I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world.

I listened and did not speak. Achilles' eyes were bright in the firelight, his face drawn sharply by the flickering shadows. I would know it in dark or disguise, I told myself. I would know it even in madness.

Distaste ran over her face. Her eyes were not like a human's; they were black to their center and flecked with gold. I could not bring myself to meet them.

I see his face as if through water, as a fish sees the sun.

El príncipe decía lo que pensaba y se sorprendía cuando tú no lo hacías. Algunas personas habrían tomado esta actitud como una muestra de simplicidad, pero ¿no es una muestra de genialidad buscar un atajo al corazón?

Comment avions-nous pu nous croire adultes?

I would know it in dark, or disguise, I told myself. I would know it even in madness.

Pourtant, certains disent que les amoureux sont fous.

Motherhood seemed easy to me, before I had a child.

i do not know this man, i think. he is no one i have ever seen before.

The feelings that stirred in me at night seemed strangely distant from those serving girls with their lowered eyes and obedience. I watched a boy fumbling at a girl's dress, the dull look on her face as she poured his wine. I did not wish for such a thing.

And she wished him to be a god. She had spoken it so simply, as if it were obvious. A god. I could not imagine him so. Gods were cold and distant, far off as the moon, nothing like his bright eyes, the warm mischief of his smiles.

no parent can truly see their child. When we look we see only the mirror of our own faults.

And I wanted to be able to listen, to digest bloody images, to paint them flat and unremarkable onto the vase of posterity. To release him from it and make him Achilles again

They never listened. The truth is, men make terrible pigs.

I watched him hang on the other man's words. He is too trusting. But I would not be the raven on his shoulder all the time, predicting gloom.

True. But fame is a strange thing. Some men gain glory after they die, while others fade. What is admired in one generation is abhorred in another." He spread his broad hands. "We cannot say who will survive the holocaust of memory.

But is it not a sort of genius to cut always to the heart?

Tidak setiap orang yang berlaku proletar adalah seorang proletar, dan tidak setiap orang yang berperilaku baik adalah seorang aristokrat

I've been popular and unpopular successful and unsuccessful loved and loathed and I know how meaningless it all is. Therefore I feel free to take whatever risks I want.

Everyone probably thinks that I'm a raving nymphomaniac, that I have an insatiable sexual appetite, when the truth is I'd rather read a book.

T.G.T.B.T: too good to be true.