John Steinbeck Quotes

The straight line, a respectable optical illusion which ruins many a man.

Beauty surrounds us.

How odd, that light should prevent one from seeing.

Beauty is a question of optics. All sight is illusion.

I believe in low lights and trick mirrors.

Painting is an illusion, a piece of magic, so what you see is not what you see.

The most beautiful thing in the world is, of course, the world itself.

To love beauty is to see light.

I never saw an ugly thing in my life: for let the form of an object be what it may, - light, shade, and perspective will always make it beautiful.

It is quite possible we may have formed entirely erroneous ideas of what we actually see. The greenish gray patches may not be seas at all, nor the ruddy continents, solid land. Neither may the obscuring patches be clouds of vapor.

I was fascinated with optical illusions.

Optics, developing in us through study, teach us to see.

It's pretty far, but it doesn't seem like it.

There are optical illusions in time as well as space.

What the human eye sees is an illusion of what is real. The black and white image transforms illusions into another reality.

Just as things in a picture, when viewed from a distance, appear to be all in one and the same condition and alike.

I appear to be a lot bigger than what I am.

We all know a mirror reflects us, if you look in it. If you move, the reflection moves. If you project from a mirror, meaning it will project an image, it's nothing to do with you. The world seen by nobody.

Truth, like light is dazzling. By contrast, untruth is a beautiful sunset that enhances everything.

But thou that didst appear so fair To fond imagination, Dost rival in the light of day Her delicate creation.

We believe what we see.’...What do you do when you’re in the dark?

A mountain seen in the haze of distance must nevertheless look a solid heavy mountain.

Out of the corner of one eye, I could see my mother. Out of the corner of the other eye, I could see her shadow on the wall, cast there by the lamplight. It was a big and solid shadow, and it looked so much like my mother that I became frightened. For I could not be sure whether for the rest of my life I would be able to tell when it was really my mother and when it was really her shadow standing between me and the rest of the world.

One can take a neon tube and simply paint it black on the front. So it would read as a black letter or a line, but it would also read as neon because there would be light coming from behind that black letter.

Seeing is not believing - it is only seeing.