Quotes About Perception

She's obviously stupid for you. And you're just plain stupid, so it's a great match.

But all that really matters is what happens when the audience is watching. This is a truth all troupers know.

Too much looking can get in the way of seeing,

If your mind had the rare talent of not being fooled by its own expectations, you might notice something else about them, something strange and wonderful.

and he was absolutely not a selas sort.

Amazing, isn't it?" Kvothe addressed them bitingly. "Five fingers and flesh with blood beneath. One could almost believe that on the other end of that hand lay a person of some sort.

Eso no suena nada sospechoso —dijo—. ¡Y luego te preguntas por qué la gente habla de ti! —No me pregunto por qué hablan —dije—. Me pregunto qué dicen.

No es lo mismo la verdad que lo que desearíamos que fuera verdad.

La reputación es como una especie de armadura, o un arma que puedes blandir en caso de necesidad

She knew. She should have moved more gently with the world. She knew the way of things. She knew if you weren't always stepping lightly as a bird the whole world came apart to crush you. Like a house of cards. Like a bottle against stones. Like a wrist pinned hard beneath a hand with the hot breath smell of want and wine . . . .

Bast said. "The truth is deeper than that. It's..." Bast floundered for a moment. "It's like everyone tells a story about themselves inside their own head. Always. All the time. That story makes you what you are. We build ourselves out of that story.

Too much truth confuses the facts. Too much honesty makes you sound insincere.

Eres inteligente, y encantador, y un mentiroso. Sé que puedes doblegar al mundo con tus palabras. Y por eso no te escucharé.

Music sounds different to the one who plays it. It is the musician's curse.

A moment in the mind is worth nine in the fire.

A skilled observer might notice there was something his gaze avoided. The same way you avoid meeting the eye of an old lover at a formal dinner, or that of an old enemy sitting across the room in a crowded alehouse late at night.

The answer is that each of us has two minds: a waking mind and a sleeping mind. Our waking mind is what thinks and talks and reasons. But the sleeping mind is more powerful. It sees deeply to the heart of things. It is the part of us that dreams. It remembers everything. It gives us intuition. Your waking mind does not understand the nature of names. Your sleeping mind does. It already knows many things that your waking mind does not.

a lettuce that thinks it is a lettuce." "It's a clever lettuce then." "Hardly," she said with a delicate snort. "Why would anything clever think it was a lettuce?" "Even if it is a lettuce?" I asked. "Especially then," she said. "Bad enough to be a lettuce. How awful to think you are a lettuce too.

Our language is rich with implication, so it is easier for us to accept the existence of things that cannot be explained. The Lethani is the greatest of these.

No te creas todas las historias que te cuenten, Bast. Las historias mienten.

I've learned that the best way to stay safe is to make your enemies think you can't be hurt.

She took another step. The simple motion of her moving leg was like a dance, the unexaggerated shifting of her hip entrancing as a fire. The arch of her bare foot said more of sex than anything I'd seen in my young life.

Cuando pido Greysdale en Anker's, saben perfectamente lo que quiero decir —expliqué—. Si pidiera algo que no existiera, alguien podría descubrir el juego. —Y tú ¿cómo lo sabes? —le pregunto Sim a Manet. —Más sabe el diablo por viejo que por diablo —contestó.

She knew the cave wasn't very deep. But everything seems bigger in the dark.