Quotes About Interpretation

A woman trash is another one treasure.

We discover that every state of consciousness arises—and can only arise—within ourselves. One and the same event can provoke one person to laughter, another to tears, while a third remains completely indifferent; all because each is merely projecting outwardly his own inward attitude, and it is only this inward attitude which provokes our response, not the external events themselves.

read through your tutorial essay draft. Sixty pages describing an off-white canvas. Indecipherable." She shook her head. "It's as if you never learned the most basic analytical habits, so you never had to unlearn them.

Everything is a matter of perspective, she told them. Every story of what happened is just a version of what happened. Memory is subjective. Fact and truth are two different things.

No matter what kind of clouds they are – nimbus, stratus, cumulus – my mother always sees Elvis, and my sister always sees angels.

Each play worth seeing should be watched a second time on the faces of the audience.

What was she to think? Oh, teasing, teasing man! It would be so much easier if he could simply tell her what he meant by all his confusing actions. And so she had another shock: Jane Bennet was irritated with Mr. Bingley.

A mirror may be held in different lights by different hands; and, according to the position of those hands, will the light fall.

I do not say everything I think (as has been said of me by master-critics) but I take every means to say what I think, which is different! — or I fancy so!

It is but two days ago since I had a letter — and not from a fanatic — to reproach my poetry for not being Christian enough, and this is not the first instance, nor the second, of my receiving such a reproach. I tell you this to open to you the possibility of another side to the question, which makes, you see, a triangle of it!

Only more cat-shaped. (Jeoffry, a poet's cat, has ignored vast amounts of Milton over the years, but some of it has apparently stuck.)

Art isn't really about raw unmediated access to reality: that's reality. You get that at the bus stop. Art is about interpreting reality, pointing up certain aspects of it, focusing attention. Editing." Most

Prometheans were never shy about appropriating symbols.

Silence is as good as an answer, angel.

The six suits are Cups, Stars, Stones, Blacks, Wires, and Voids.

Sometimes people said an obvious thing, and what they meant by it wasn't obvious at all.

She hadn't understood the plan until she spoke it.

Every question is the answer to someone else's dilemma.

White horses are a symbol of death, as well you know. And is half your fault, I suspect.

In the answer to one of these ancient philosophical questions, it turns out that nobody's idea of green is the same as anybody else's idea of green, at least on a species-level-but at least the physics for comparing them all is pretty straightforward.

All stories are true stories, or so Will tells me.

The corner of her mouth quirked; it wasn't humour.

He had never been able to name things himself-he was, after all, in chief a sort of archivist-but as with many archivists, a good irony and a pun delighted him.

I should have known she'd read through the riddle of thy presence.