Quotes About Interpretation

There is no such thing as objective reality or 'the real world.' There are no absolutes. The face of your greatest enemy might be the face of my finest friend. An event that appears to be a tragedy to one might reveal the seeds of unlimited opportunity to another. What really separates people who are habitually upbeat and optimistic from those who are consistently miserable is how the circumstances of life are interpreted and processed.

No existe lo que llamamos realidad objetiva o «mundo real». No existen los absolutos. El rostro de tu peor enemigo puede ser el de mi mejor amigo. Algo que parece una tragedia para alguien puede contener la semilla de una magnífica oportunidad para otro. Lo que separa de veras a las personas alegres u optimistas de las que están sumidas en la desdicha es la forma de interpretar y procesar las circunstancias de la vida.

Your perception isn't reality. It just isn't. It's just your current perception on reality.

That was the strange thing about translation, speaking someone else's words in a voice that somehow was and wasn't your own. You could fool yourself into believing you understood the meaning behind the words, but-as my father had explained long before I was old enough to get it-words and meaning were inseparable. Language shapes thought; I speak, therefore I think, therefor I am.

According to Lacey I had the lyrics all wrong. I sang like it sounded to me, because those words sounded right: I loved you I'm not going back I killed you I'm not going back.

I pictured her tragically; it never once ocurred to me to picture her as the tragedy.

Things you make up bleed into things tha' definitely happened. Like describin' an event, an actual occasion. You add to it, you take things out. You forget exact details. I don't think it's dishonest.

understanding they in their turn have played on them. Our soul sometimes takes its own revenge: <> What we see and hear when agitated by anger we do not see as it is:

Is it our senses that lend the subject these different conditions, while the subjects nevertheless have only one? That is what we see in the bread we eat; it is only bread, but our use makes of it bones, blood, flesh, hair, and nails:

Now since our condition accommodates things to itself and transforms them according to itself, we no longer know what things are in truth; for nothing comes to us except as falsified and altered by our senses.

26. The conclusions of human reasoning as ordinarily applied in matters of nature, I call for the sake of distinction anticipations of nature (as something rash or premature). That reason which is elicited from facts by a just and methodical process, I call interpretation of nature.

Since no one individual can mandate a perfectly accurate description of reality, you must draw from many other people's perceptions to imbue your reality with the deepest possible understanding of its many hues and shades.

A depressing number of people seem to process everything literally. They are to wit as a blind man is to a forest, able to find every tree, but each one coming as a surprise.

In my reviews, I feel it's good to make it clear that I'm not proposing objective truth, but subjective reactions; a review should reflect the immediate experience.

Drama holds a mirror up to life, but needn't reproduce it.

Pauline Kael] had no theory, no rules, no guidelines, no objective standards. You couldn't apply her 'approach' to a film. With her it was all personal.

A work is not about what it is about. It is about how it is about what it is about.

A man goes to the movies. The critic must admit that he is this man.

which plays like porn dubbed by bitter deconstructionist theoreticians.

It is dangerous to spring to obvious conclusions about baseball or, for that matter, ball players. Baseball is not an obvious game.

Any complicated activity, which may be mathematical calculations, or playing a game of chess, or commonplace actions-if they have been understood in terms of clear-cut computational rules-are the things that modern computers are good at; but the very understanding that underlies these computational rules is something that is itself beyond computation.

Embracing the subjective interpretation quickly leads us to assertions that are patently absurd, underscoring the independence of mathematical knowledge of any human activity Just take me there...

is not easy to ascertain what an algorithm actually is, simply by examining its output.

Art moves us because it is beautiful, and it is beautiful in part because it means something. It can be meaningful without being beautiful; but to be beautiful it must be meaningful.