Quotes About Perception

I was hungry for another viewpoint, to see Julia for the first time.

The lake sometimes has a mind of its own; there's no telling how it might treat you.

When I saw her come in that night with you, I said to myself, Now there's a handful, because I thought she'd be snooty, you see. It was the way she carried her head.

Most of the women were frank in their assessment of the men, gossiping about which make a good husband, which good sport. Hild mostly listened to the birds.

The loft was as I remembered-rich carpet, polished floors, and stark brick support pillars all brilliantly lit, even with no one at home-only now whenever I looked I saw that unfeeling mind at work, controlling, manipulating, hiding.

Sometimes I think I know you, know who you are deep down, better than you know yourself. You think efficiency is the key to your personality, but it's not. You're a sensualist, a hedonist of the first order. Look at the way you cradle that cup, the way you tilt your face to the sun like a flower." "It's efficient. Absorbing heat means my body doesn't have to create its own." "But it's also delicious.

There was no wind in the hall, no fly to land on Gwenhwyfar's hand and tell Peretur all she needed-and she could read nothing in the queen's carefully judged smile.

You couldn't see her good points for her bad. Ah, now your face is closing up. I haven't seen that face in a while. No doubt you're thinking, He doesn't know the half of it and I'm not going to ruin his image of his fiancée by telling him. Tell me, did she try to seduce you? Yes, I thought so. She tried it with all my other friends who didn't like her." "I-" "Oh, I know, you turned her down.

How had she managed to get inside me, slip between my ribs and rest against my heart without me feeling it?

Hild held Begu's hand, because Begu hadn't been walking this path for years and at night the world was different. Smells, sounds, shapes loomed from the shadow and were gone, moonlight turnd the shadows sharp and sleep. It was a bleached world of bone and stone and tin where magic walked.

It was obvious." "Maybe to you.

You've made more of a life here in three weeks than you've done in five years in Atlanta. I only wonder that you've managed to hide from the obvious for so long. This place is ideal for a Norwegian who isn't really Norwegian anymore. It positively reeks of Scandanavia, all clean and shiny and Americanized full of rules that people obey with a smile when it pleases them and break with a smile when it doesn't. Ideal for you.

If a lord was frightening, a noble lady was terrifying.

Her mother, changing sides so gradually, so carefully that even Hild hadn't noticed.

She looked at her big hand, red now. Men's blood. She had killed a man; more than one man. The world looked no different, but she felt different in it, as though it had tilted on its axis and the line of stars had changed.

This was how it would be for her, she realised when Edwin king decided he no longer needed a seer. She would stand, plump and fed and brushed like a sacrificial cow, with gilded horns and a ribbon around her neck, too stupid to know she was being led to slaughter.

She liked the feel of him. He was clever, but straight-grained. Sound as an oak staff.

I wanted to know about the woman who thought this was something I had done, but I wasn't in any particular hurry. Let her come to me.

Modern man is a prisoner who thinks he is free because he refrains from touching the walls of his dungeon.

Truths are not relative. What is relative are opinions about truth.

Only he lives his life who observes it, thinks it, and says it; the rest let life live them.

Intelligence consists not in handling intelligent ideas, but in handling any idea intelligently.

The enemies of myth are not the friends of reality but of triviality.

Everything that makes man feel that mystery envelops him makes him more intelligent.