Quotes About Perception

Tell about the quality of light coming in through your window. Jump in and write. Don't worry if it is night and your curtains are closed or you would rather write about the light up north—just write. Go for ten minutes, fifteen, a half hour.

What crannies of untouched perception can you explore? What autumn was it that moon entered your life? When was it that you picked blueberries at their quintessential moment? How long did you wait for your first true bike? Who were your angels? What are you thinking of? Not thinking of? Writing can give you confidence, can train you to wake up.

Dreams are another slice of reality, not different from where we are now—they just tell about it in a different way. They also can open up your reality. They don't have the constraints of conscious logic.

Hear "You are boring" as distant white laundry flapping in the breeze. Eventually

A writer's job is to make the ordinary come alive, to awaken ourselves to the specialness of simply being

Suzuki Roshi once said to his Sixties American students that the way they dressed- with beads, long hair, brightly colored clothes-they all looked alike. Shave your heads, wear black robes, he said- Ah, now I can see your uniqueness. Our ideas and intentions can mask and cover up a story; there is a life force that will declare itself if you let it. Get out of the way.

I think I intuitively suspected that perspective would put me outside the painting. I didn't want that. I wanted to get close to those tables and chairs, to jump in and feel myself dancing with them, even as I sat drawing them. I didn't want things to lie down; I wanted them to come forward, to beckon and call, to be noticed on the paper as I was noticing them in real life. I wanted the viewer to have a direct connection with the objects, to feel as happy as I was in their presence.

Entire wars have been based on our inability to see.

Naked Lunch, after the novel by William Burroughs—"a frozen moment when everyone sees what is on the end of every fork.

The restaurant was called Naked Lunch, after the novel by William Burroughs—"a frozen moment when everyone sees what is on the end of every fork.

We walk through so many myths of each other and ourselves; we are so thankful when someone sees us for who we are and accepts us.

If we see their (Navajo) lives and festivals as fantastic and our lives as ordinary, we come to writing with a sense of poverty. We must remember that everything is ordinary and extraordinary.

I can understand why some people might look at me and say, 'What's she got to be depressed about?' I get that a lot in Britain, where mental health issues seem to be a big taboo.

Smart women love smart men more than smart men love smart women.

When a guy tells me I'm cute, it's not something desirable. Cute is more like what you want your pet to be.

Where I live, nobody who's fourteen is having sex and doing major drugs. And I think if you see it in the movies, you may be influenced by it. I think it's so important to preserve your innocence.

When I was in nursery school, the teachers asked me, y'know, 'What does your dad do for a living?' So I said 'He helps women get pregnant!' They called my mom and they were like, 'What exactly does your husband do?'

I had to admit he looked nice. He has very regular features and straight teeth. I'd just read that even, regular features are universally recognized as beautiful. So no matter what I think of Brooks as a person, I'm genetically programmed to find him attractive. I resent that.

This year I have Sister Mary Joseph for Religion. Right away I could tell she was going to become my archenemy. She has a stony face with a mean squint; Clint Eastwood in a wimple. She trained the squint on me and decided I was trouble from the get-go.

Before he sat down, my internal heat-seekers sensed what was coming my way:deep blue eyes that melted girls like Velveeta in a microwave.

Everyone is invisible to someone.

When I think of this now, I see how the past holds us captive, its beautiful ruin etched on the mind's eye

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