Quotes About Perception

And then—it was very fast, almost a click in the brain—Adam knew that, for him at least, his father's methods had no reference to anything in the world but his father.

She told the best lie of all—the truth.

People didn't really believe in war even while they planned it. The Salinas Valley lived about as it always had.

A man's mind vagued up a little, for how can you remember the feel of pleasure or pain or choking emotion? You can remember only that you had them.

Netikiu už poj??i? ribos egzistuojan?ia nuojauta, žaibu, vandeniline bomba ar net tokiais daiktais kaip žibut?s, žuv? pulkai, bet žinau, kad jie egzistuoja. Netikiu šm?klomis, nors esu j? mat?s.

Ever see a cock pheasant, stiff and beautiful, ever' feather drawed an' painted an' even his eyes drawed in pretty? An' bang! You pick him up - bloody an' twisted, an' you spoiled somepin better'n you; an' eatin' him don't ever make it up to you, 'cause you spoiled somepin in yaself, an' you can't never fix it up.

Mes nenor?jom matyti to, ko negal?jom išaiškinti, ir tokiu b?du didel? pasaulio dalis buvo palikta vaikams ir bepro?iams, kvailiams ir mistikams, kurie labiau dom?josi pa?iais reiškiniais negu j? priežastimis. Pasaulio pal?p?n sugr?sta tiek daug sen? ir nuostabi? daikt?, kuri? mes nenorim matyti šalia sav?s, ta?iau išmesti nedr?stam.

No man really knows about other human beings. The best he can do is to suppose that they are like himself. What a frightening thing is the human, a mass of gauges and dials and registers, and we can read only a few and those perhaps not accurately. A man is a lonely thing.

He looked in wonder at angry people, wonder and uneasiness, as normal people look at the insane.

Los seres humanos tienen a veces más ponzoña que las serpientes.

Cuando un hombre dice que no quiere hablar de algo, suele significar generalmente que no puede pensar en nada más.

It's one of the great fallacies, it seems to me," said Lee, "that time gives much of anything but years and sadness to a man.

It is true that ordinarily her voice was shrill, her face hard and sharp as a hatchet, her figure lumpy, and her intentions selfish.

I think the difference between a lie and a story is that a story utilizes the trappings and appearance of truth for the interest of the listener as well as of the teller. A story has in it neither gain nor loss. But a lie is a device for profit or escape.

Usted ve lo que es, mientras que la mayor parte de la gente ve lo que espera ver

I try to write what seems to me true. If it isn't true for other people, then it isn't good art. But I've only my own eyes to see with. I won't use the eyes of other people.

Y es que, como es natural, los hombres sólo se interesan por ellos mismos. Si el oyente no tiene implicación en la historia, no prestará atención, de lo que se puede extraer que una historia grande y duradera tiene que comprometer a todos, o no perdurará

Hay más belleza en la verdad, aunque sea una verdad terrible. Los narradores de historias de las ciudades falsean de tal manera la vida, que la hacen parecer dulce a los ojos de los perezosos, de los estúpidos y de los débiles, y eso sólo contribuye a reforzar sus flaquezas, sin enseñarles nada, ni hacerles el menor bien, ni engrandecer su corazón

It is astounding to find that the belly of every black and evil thing is as white as snow. And it is saddening to discover how the concealed parts of angels are leprous.

Guy don't need no sense to be a nice fella. Seems to me sometimes it jus' works the other way around. Take a real smart guy and he ain't hardly ever a nice fella.

when people have heard of you, favorably or not, they change; they become, through shyness or the other qualities that publicity inspires, something they are not under ordinary circumstances

Most people don't read the details. It's the details that astonish me.

Slim smiled wryly. He knelt down beside Curley. "You got your senses in hand enough to listen?" he asked. Curley nodded.

Joad carefully drew the torso of a woman in the dirt, breasts, hips, pelvis. "I wasn't never a preacher," he said. "I never let nothin' go by when I could catch it. An' I never had no idears about it except that I was goddamn glad when I got one.