This isn't the first time you've come between me and disaster, Capt. Butler.

If only the dear deceased Archbishop Khon had seen that.

Think of the satisfaction of being a small cog in the great wheel of humanity known as Lonesome Rhodes.

I know, and I can't tell you what comfort that thought gives me.

I felt ashamed for not knowing.

I didn't feel well. You know why.

Oh, I'm... interested in The Magician.

It's because perception is grounded in our experience.

But why does anyone have to feel anything?

Because I know how I feel!

I know how they must feel, Sid... but I can't help feeling sorry for Judd... and for Artie.

And part of the joy of it is, you know the difficulty.

All knowledge derives from the senses.

You know what? We should be ashamed.

Why does it seem to require these beings who sense things for us to operate?

So, what I'm arguing is that value's reduced to facts to facts about the conscious experience of conscious beings.

You told him, Pete. I guess he knows now, how I feel about his job.

And you know, it felt really good to cry for my brother.

So, authenticity is becoming the new consumer sensibility.

She was always against me, I don't know why!

Can we cut down a little bit further, because, as a designer, I need the vocabulary, I need the keyboard, of how this actually works.

This repetition of perception is sometimes called palinopsia.

Human beings have a need for maintaining consistency of the apperceptive mass.

But what we lose, I think, is an accurate a felt sense of the sky, a sense of context.

I don't know why, but I figured you would be.

You ashamed of bein' a Christian?

I know mummy, I know, and please, please, don't think that I'm not grateful.

I think anyone who knows me knows how sorry I am for little Paulie Kessler... knows that I'm not saying it simply to talk.

And you may think that anesthetics work by sending you into some deep sleep, or by blocking your receptors so that you don't feel pain, but in fact most anesthetics don't work that way.

Because Vivian knew what it was like to be far away from home.

Now, don't thank me for what I've done.

You know how you like to feel big. You don't appreciate one bloody thing I've done for you.

You know, my work is inspired by events such as this.

We don't need the recognition. We don't need any gratitude.

And the best we can muster up is, I don't know. It just doesn't feel right.

I don't see why it shouldn't interest one of our oldest.

Perception is reality.

They have a sense of humor, and these are the kind of things which traditionally have been thought of as human prerogatives.

And for me as a curator, I felt proud. I felt I'd shifted the needle a little.

Of course, you always knew that but pretended not to for the sake of our little romance.

And what we're learning is going to shed some light on what the romantic writers and poets described as the celestial openness of the child's mind.

Are you proud of your work?

You know that you're infected because it actually shows up.

You know, I feel sorry for that nice Mr Vole.

I laugh because there is so much... so much stuff bubbling inside of me, and i didn't know in the beginning... i didn't know when this moment would happen, how i would react to it, what i would do