But our eyes are different, what you see ain't what I see.

Most of us experience the same event very differently. We have seen it in our own unique way and the story we tell has more than a bit of ourselves in it. Truth is highly subjective.

The person recounting here and now what he saw and what happened to him then is not the same person who saw those things and to whom those things happened.

We all see these great calamities with different eyes, and so their impact upon us is different.

Suddenly I saw things differently, and because I saw differently, I thought differently, I felt differently, I behaved differently.

Though we see the same world, we see it through different eyes. Any help we can give you must be different from that you can give yourselves, and perhaps the value of that help may lie in the fact of that difference.

I had the feeling, when the thoughts first clarified on paper, that my experience was very different from other people’s. (Are we all under this illusion?)

I worry I don't see things the way everyone else does.

The experienced and skilled observer does not have perceptual experiences identical to those of the untrained novice when the two confront the same situation.

No story is the same to us after a lapse of time; or rather we who read it
are no longer the same interpreters.

Two normal observers viewing the same object from the same place under the same physical circumstances do not necessarily have identical visual experiences, even though the images on their respective retinas may be virtually identical.

When finding that people held the same views as I, I persuaded myself that I held them differently.

It's odd how our fears, the ones we didn't know we had, alter our sight line and make us see things that never were.

We saw everything through the same eyes before we were married… But now we seem to be divided over everything.