Quotes About Perception

If you seem to be happy in this place of solitude, you will acquire a great reputation for wisdom, and I know, by my own experience, that under the cloak of a great reputation it is possible to hide whole treasures of folly. ("The Story of Princess Zulkais and the Prince Kalilah")

I warn you against believing that advertising is a science.

You have to realize just because things don't have tangible reality, that doesn't mean they don't exist. Ideas are just as real as people and property. Ideas have changed the world profoundly to an extent most people never approach

It's human nature to find patterns where there are none and to find skill where luck is a more likely explanation.

There are only two kinds of investors: those who don't know where the market is headed, and those who don't know that they don't know. Then again, there is a third kind: those who know they don't know, but whose livelihoods depend on appearing to know.

What seems to be, is, to those to whom it seems to be, and is productive of the most dreadful consequences to those to whom it seems to be, even of torments, despair, eternal death.

I can look at the knot in a piece of wood until it frightens me.

The modest Rose puts forth a thorn, The humble sheep a threatning horn: While the Lily white shall in love delight, Nor a thorn nor a threat stain her beauty bright.

To the eyes of a miser a guinea is more beautiful than the sun, and a bag worn with the use of money has more beautiful proportions than a vine filled with grapes.

Does the Eagle know what is in the pit? Or wilt thou go ask the Mole?

The reason Milton wrote in fetters when he wrote of Angels and God, and at liberty when of Devils and Hell, is because he was a true poet and of the Devil's party without knowing it.

Does the Eagle know what is in the pit?Or wilt thou go ask the Mole?Can Wisdom be put in a silver rod?Or Love in a golden bowl?

Truth can never be told so as to be understood, and not be believ'd.

I ask'd a thief to steal me a peach:He turned up his eyes.I ask'd a lithe lady to lie her down:Holy and meek, she cries.As soon as I wentAn angel came.He wink'd at the thiefAnd smil'd at the dame—And without one word saidHad a peach from the tree,And still as a maidEnjoy'd the lady.

Both read the Bible day and night,But thou read'st black where I read white.

The vision of Christ that thou dost seeIs my vision's greatest enemy.

Man has no Body distinct from his Soul for that called Body is a portion of Soul discerned by the five Senses, the chief inlets of Soul in this age.

He who doubts from what he seesWill ne'er believe, do what you please.If the sun and moon should doubtThey'd immediately go out.

The hours of folly are measured by the clock but of wisdom, no clock can measure.

My mother bore me in the southern wild,And I am black, but O! my soul is white;White as an angel is the English child,But I am black as if bereav'd of light.

If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro' narrow chinks of his cavern.

Both read the Bible day and night, but thou read'st black while I read white.

He's a Blockhead who wants a proof of what he Can't Percieve And he's a Fool who tries to make such a Blockhead believe.

This life's dim windows of the soul Distorts the heavens from pole to pole And leads you to believe a lie When you see with, not through, the eye.