Quotes About Perception

Society is a revolving body which is apt to be judged according to its place in each man's heaven; and at present it was turning its illuminated face to Lily.

I can't bear to see myself in my own thoughts—I hate ugliness, you know

Then they had symbolized what she was gaining, now they stood for what she was giving up. That very afternoon they had seemed full of brilliant qualities; now she saw that they were merely dull in a loud way. Under the glitter of their opportunities she saw the poverty of their achievement.

That Greiner house, now—a typical rung in the social ladder! The man who built it came from a MILIEU where all the dishes are put on the table at once. His facade is a complete architectural meal; if he had omitted a style his friends might have thought the money had given out. Not a bad purchase for Rosedale, though: attracts attention, and awes the Western sight-seer. By and bye he'll get out of that phase, and want something that the crowd will pass and the few pause before.

But now he felt as if her blush had set a flaming guard about her.

What is truth? Where a woman is concerned, it's the story that's easiest to believe.

It did not occur to her that Selden might have been actuated merely by the desire to spend a Sunday out of town: women never learn to dispense with the sentimental motive in their judgments of men.

If I were shabby no one would have me: a woman is asked out as much for her clothes as for herself.

Was she beautiful—or was she only someone apart?

Her incapacity to recognise change made her children conceal their views from her as Archer concealed his;

The face she lifted to her dancers was the same which, when she saw him, always looked like a window that has caught the sunset. He even noticed two or three gestures which, in his fatuity, he had thought she kept for him: a way of throwing her head back when she was amused, as if to taste her laugh before she let it out, and a trick of sinking her lids slowly when anything charmed or moved her.

The whole truth?" Miss Bart laughed. "What is truth? Where a woman is concerned, it's the story that's easiest to believe.

Todos vivían en una especie de mundo de acertijos, donde lo verdadero nunca se decía ni se hacía ni se pensaba.

The extravagance in dress—" Miss Jackson began. "Sillerton took me to the first night of the Opera, and I can only tell you that Jane Merry's dress was the only one I recognised from last year; and even that had had the front panel changed. Yet I know she got it out from Worth only two years ago, because my seamstress always goes in to make over her Paris dresses before she wears them.

After all, what did he know of her life? Only as much as she had chosen to show him, and measured by the world's estimate, how little that was!

As mulheres não são generosas quando o assunto é emprestar dinheiro e a maioria daquelas que a cercavam ou estavam na mesma situação ou não faziam a menor ideia das necessidades que ela passava.

Oh, there IS one, of course, but you'll never know it. The assertion, laughingly flung out six months earlier in a bright June garden, came back to Mary Boyne with a sharp perception of its latent significance as she stood, in the December dusk, waiting for the lamps to be brought into the library.

Cuando un hombre amaba a una mujer ésta siempre tenía la edad que él quisiera; y cuando dejaba de amarla se convertía en demasiado vieja para los hechizos o en demasiado joven para la técnica .

No había motivo para tratar de emancipar a una esposa que no tenía la más remota noción de que no fuera libre; y ya hacía tiempo que había descubierto que el único uso de esa libertad que May suponía poseer sería dipositar dicha libertad en el altar de su adoración de esposa.

Me diste el primer atisbo de una vida verdadera, y al mismo momento me pediste que siguiera con una vida ficticia

Jamás os pedíais nada el uno al otro, ¿verdad? Y nunca os contabais nada. Os sentabais, os mirabais y adivinabais lo que pasaba por dentro. ¡Un asilo de sordomudos, en definitiva!

Since the Americans have ceased to have dyspepsia," she reflected, "they have lost the only thing that gave them any expression.

No debes pensar que una chica sabe tan poco como imaginan sus padres. Una oye, una se da cuenta..., una tiene sus propios sentimientos e ideas.

But that had been out-of-doors, under the open irresponsible night. Now, in the warm lamplit room, with all its ancient implications of conformity and order, she seemed infinitely farther away from him and more unapproachable.