Bob Thaves Quotes

I feel I was always daydreaming, and I was always distracted.

I was a daydreamer. Teachers kept telling me to pay attention.

You know how it is when you're reading a book and falling asleep, you're reading, reading... and all of a sudden you notice your eyes are closed? I'm like that all the time.

Why is the mind incapable of deciding its own subject matter? Why when we desperately want to think of one thing to we invariably think of another?

A good listener is usually thinking about something else.

There's a look people get in their eyes when you're talking to them and they're not seeing you, and you know it's because they have a movie running through their head.

When you're a creative person, there are just times when you're not listening. You know, I could be looking right at you and thinking about something else.

I get sidetracked very easily.

Our minds have a tendency to wander. To duck and feint and keep us at a slight remove from the moment at hand.

I have always had trouble paying attention. When I was supposed to be at work, I'd be doodling. But then when I was home, trying to draw, I would be working on math problems. I never end up doing exactly what I should be doing at at any given time.

Of course, it would help if she could stay focused, but she had the attention span of a sick flea.’ (Sunshine)

I felt dumb and subdued. Every time I tried to concentrate, my mind glided off, like a skater, into a large empty space, and pirouetted there, absently.

I'm bad at a ton of things. I'm bad at sitting still. I'm bad at basketball. My worst habit is that while people are talking, I will already be thinking three other things. It's rude. Sometimes if the person is very in tune and they notice, they're like "Where are you right now?"

The mind picks some very bad times to take a walk doesn't it?

I'd be smiling and chatting away, and my mind would be floating around somewhere else, like a balloon with a broken string.

The distracted person, too, can form habits.

The mind is easily distracted; it loses its focus and becomes restless. If it is not directed positively, its power will be diffused.

I let my mind wander and it didn't come back.

I daydream just like everybody else. I just do it with my body facing the field, so everybody thinks I'm paying attention.

My mind is led astray by every faint rustle.

I've learned to look like I'm listening to long confusing plots of cartoons and comic books when I'm actually sound asleep or making grocery shopping lists in my head.

You'd think that radio was around long enough that someone would have coined a word for staring into space.

It's very tough for me to focus. I'm like: 'Look, something shiny! No, focus. Oh, there goes a butterfly!'

You can't keep your mind on fighting when you're thinking about a woman. You can't keep your concentration. You feel like sleeping all the time.

Remember daydreams? No, of course you don't. How could you? Three new text messages have just arrived, and another three, in a moment, will go out.