Zoe Perry Quotes

There are many levels of truth.

The world isn't just the way it is. It is how we understand it, no? And in understanding something, we bring something to it, no? Doesn't that make life a story?

Maybe I don't believe things myself, as well. Truth is such a transient thing.

Perhaps looking out through big baby eyes - if we could - would not be as revelatory experience as many imagine. We might see a world inhabited by objects and people, a world infused with causation, agency, and morality - a world that would surprise us not by its freshness but by its familiarity.

There is nothing either good or bad but thinking makes it so.

We see the world through the lens of all our experiences; that is a fundamental part of the human condition.

Obviously the facts are never just coming at you but are incorporated by an imagination that is formed by your previous experience. Memories of the past are not memories of facts but memories of your imaginings of the facts.

Shakespeare said, nothing is either good nor bad but thinking makes it so.

All experience is subjective.

Reality is how we interpret it. Imagination and volition play a part in that interpretation. Which means that all reality is to some extent a fiction.

You and I do not see things as they are. We see things as we are.

Reality is only a Rorschach ink-blot, you know.

The matter does not appear to me now as it has appears to have appeared to me then.

Truth is, in fact, an elusive concept. It depends almost entirely on where you are standing at the time. It is a human instinct to confuse belief with truth.

People like things that make sense to them; your perspective is your reality.

We think we receive all that we perceive, but in fact, we actually give the sky its colour.

Perception is reality. People take what they want to from things.

The way we remember people, even their beauty is all so subjective and a matter of perspective.

The prism through which you experience life is so unique. There is no objective experience.

We all look at the same object in different ways.

The difference is as great between The optics seeing as the objects seen. All manners take a tincture from our own; Or come discolor'd through out passions shown; Or fancy's beam enlarges, multiplies, Contracts, inverts, and gives ten thousand dyes.

Life is rarely about what happened; it's mostly about what we think happened.

The world is my representation

My perspective will create my perception

From what I could see, the hardwood was just fine. Then again, I'd just see a windmill and an open sky, too, never feeling the need to conquer either. You think it's all obvious and straightforward, this world. But really, it's all in who is doing the looking.