Quotes About Perception

Šta osvetljava naše snove, koji se dešavaju u potpunoj pomra?ini, iza sklopljenih o?iju? Se?anje na svetlost, koje više nema, ili svetlost budu?nosti, koju kao predujam uzimamo od sutrašnjeg dana, mada još nije svanuo? - U oba slu?aja to je nepostoje?a svetlost. Prema tome, svejedno nam je koji je odgovor ta?an I pitanje treba uzeti kao nepostoje?e.

And then I realized there was no more shutting of your eyes to the truth, no salvation in being blindfolded, no dream and reality, no being awake or asleep. Everything is one and the same continuing eternal day and world, coiling around you like a snake. That is when I saw vast, remote happiness as being small but close; when I perceived the great cause as empty, and the small as my love...

Memories are doing funny things to us.

I'll show you a lucky man--his secretary's lipstick is the same color as his wife's!

I'm 83, and I feel like a 20-year-old, but unfortunately there's never one around.

Bagel: a doughnut dipped in cement, a Jewish brass-knuckle.

If you perceive the universe as being a universe of abundance, then it will be. If you think of the universe as one of scarcity, then it will be...I always thought that there was enough of everything to go around - that there are enough ideas in the universe and enough nourishment.

We're always looking, but we never really see.

Travel penetrates your consciousness, but not in a rational way.

You put your camera around your neck in the morning along with putting on your shoes, and there it is, an appendage of the body that shares your life with you. The camera is an instrument that teaches people how to see without a camera." – Dorothea Lange ('Dorothea Lange: A Photographer's Life' by Milton Meltzer)

congressman was a hog that could understand only a blow on the snout.

because she would not believe that she was no different than her parents, that seeing him as only Korean—good or bad—was the same as seeing him only as a bad Korean. She could not see his humanity, and Noa realized that this was what he wanted most of all: to be seen as human.

Her father had taught her not to judge people on such shallow points: What a man wore or owned had nothing to do with his heart and character.

It's not that you don't understand, it's that you don't like it.

She could not see his humanity, and Noa realized that this was what he wanted most of all: to be seen as human.

It was possible that he was in love with the way she wrote the number two—her parallel lines expressing a kind of free movement inside the invisible box that contained the ideograph's strokes.

Etsuko grew silent, utterly transfixed by the realization that how she saw herself was actually how her children saw her, too. They thought she was a monster.

It was his way to ask many questions when he wanted to know someone's mind. Most people told you their thoughts in words and later confirmed them in actions.

Her silence didn't reflect her intelligence level, contrary to the American view that good talkers were smarter.

Her older sister used to say that men hated pity; rather, they wanted sympathy and admiration—not an easy combination.

She would always believe that he was someone else, that he wasn't himself but some fanciful idea of a foreign person; she would always feel like she was someone special because she had condescended to be with someone everyone else hated.

And Mozasu? He is Baek Isak's son? He doesn't look like me." Sunja

Her mother was unrecognizable to her; it would have been easy to say that the illness had changed her, but it wasn't so simple, was it? Illness and dying had revealed her mother's truer thoughts, the ones her mother had been protecting from her.

Clothing was magic. Casey believed this. She would never admit this to her classmates in any of her women's studies courses, but she felt that an article of clothing could change a person... Each skirt, blouse, necklace, or humble shoe said something - certain pieces screamed, and others whispered seductively, but no matter, she experienced each item's expression keenly, and she loved this world. every article suggested an image, a life, a kind of woman, and Casey felt drawn to them.