My husband and I deciding to go out and stay out for more than 3 hours will cause it to rain. It has been so since we started dating, which was seven years ago. So now we have enough data to plot graphs and show that the effect is not a coincidence. All we need to do is say, ‘Looks like it’s going to be a sunny weekend. You want to head out somewhere?’ If anybody needs rain badly buy us tickets!
We have also noted that if we decide to cancel an outing because the weather forecast is dismal then it ends up being a good day to have gone out and THAT is far more frustrating.
On a more serious note, some profound ‘Cause and Effect’ relationships I have discovered these past years in books I have read; for your pleasure,
Great discoveries[…]are often the result of making the wrong mistake at the right time. Ask Columbus.
– Shashi Tharoor, The Great Indian Novel
People always hurt us with their trust. The surest way to hurt someone you like, is to put all your trust in him.
– Gregory David Roberts, Shantaram
Like pregnancy, being a foreigner[…]is something that elicits the same curiosity from strangers, the same combination of pity and respect.
– Jhumpa Lahiri, The Namesake
I guess we’re all, or most of us, the wards of that nineteenth century science which denied existence to anything it could not measure or explain. The things we couldn’t explain went right on but surely not with our blessing. We did not see what we couldn’t explain, and meanwhile a great part of the world was abandoned to children, insane people, fools, and mystics, who were more interested in what is than why it is.
– John Steinbeck, The Winter of Our Discontent
The consequence of every act are included in the act itself.
– George Orwell, 1984
At present we’re snowed under an irrational expansion of blind data-gathering in the sciences because there’s no rational format for any understanding of scientific creativity.
– Robert M. Pirsig, Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance
All things truly wicked start from an innocence.
– Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast
Insensibly he formed the most delightful habit in the world, the habit of reading: he did not know that thus he was providing for himself with a refuge from all the distress of life; he did not know either that he was creating for himself an unreal world which would make the real world of every day a source of bitter disappointment.
– W. Somerset Maugham, Of Human Bondage
A father is always responsible for how his son is.
– Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything is Illuminated
Did a painting become legendary for what it was or for what was said about it?
– Orhan Pamuk, My Name is Red
[…]from the palm of her hand against his, from their fingers locked together and from her wrist across his wrist something came from her hand, her fingers and her wrist to his was as fresh as the first light air that moving toward you over the sea barely wrinkles the gloomy surface of a calm as light as a feather across one’s lip or a leaf falling when there’s no breeze; so light that it could be felt with the touch of their fingers alone, but that was so strengthened, so intensified, and made so urgent, so aching and so strong by the hard pressure of their fingers and the close pressed palm and wrist, that it was as though a current moved up his arm and filled his whole body with an aching hollowness of wanting.
– Ernest Hemingway, For Whom The Bell Tolls
I have been alone while I was with many girls and that is the way that you can be most lonely.
– Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms
Women kill themselves because they hope to gain something.[…]Men kill themselves because they’ve lost all hope of gaining themselves.
– Orhan Pamuk, Snow
I think and think and think, I’ve thought myself out of happiness one million times, but never once into it.
– Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close
The greatest triumphs of propaganda have been accomplished, not by doing something, but by refraining from doing. Great is the truth, but still greater, from a practical point of view is silence about truth.
– Aldous Huxley, Brave New World
Fear is a good thing[…]fear is what drives us to take risks and extend ourselves beyond our normal limits, and any writer who feels he is standing on safe ground is unlikely to produce anything of value.
– Paul Auster, Invisible
I can’t pick a favourite from amongst these. They have all led me to perceive the world differently and that is probably the most straightforward cause-effect relationship that there is between a writer and the reader.