Quotes About Misunderstanding

Everyone is sure they know what fascism is.

Discussion is an exchange of knowledge an argument an exchange of ignorance.

Discussion is an exchange of knowledge; argument an exchange of ignorance.

But what they fought each other for,I could not well make out.

You must be dumber than you think I think you are.

I have been forced to believe that neither the scholarly grace of my friend Elliott nor the buxom beauty of my friend Rowden have touched that heart of ice." Elliot and Rowden, boiling with indignation, cried out, "And you!" "I," said Clifford blandly, "do fear to tread where you rush in.

Bateson (1972) describes the prepsychotic child as growing up "unskilled in determining what people really mean and unskilled in expressing what he really means, which is essential for normal relationships." He suggests that this situation occurs in normal relationships as well. When a person is caught in a double-bind situation, he will respond defensively in a manner similar to the schizophrenic, though less intensely.

They generally mistake emotional hunger for love. In effect, they hate us in practice and love us in theory and induce us to believe them when they define their hate as love. The consequent mystification, confusion and conflict continue to devastate marriages, families, and each generation of children.

We have Dragon [dictation software]," one primary care doctor said, "which you have to be careful of, because I just [dictated] 'Patient's prostate is bothering him' and it turned out 'Patient's prostitute is bothering him.

El primer mensual que cobré lo gasté en un montón de libros que hablaban de la mala vida. Me equivoqué, porque casi todos eran libros pornográficos… estúpidos… ésa no era la mala vida, sino la mala vida del placer… Y, quiere creerme, ninguna de mis amigas sabía explicarme, en substancia, lo que era la mala vida.

On the ride back to the hotel, they lost the sense of being in a hostile environment, although hostile wasn't the word, an environment whose language they refused to recognize, an environment that existed on some parallel plane where they couldn't make their presence felt, imprint themselves, unless they raised their voices, unless they argued, something they had no intention of doing.

To Amalfitano, Jordi seemed a shy and formal boy. Rosa liked his silence, which she mistook for thoughtfulness when it was really just a symptom of the confusion raging in his head.

We're two of a kind, that donkey and me, said Caridad in a dreamy voice. Foreigners in our own land. I would have liked to tell her she was wrong, to point out that in the eyes of the law, I was the only foreigner, but I kept my mouth shut. I put my arm gently around her waist and waited. Caridad might have been foreign to God, to the police and even to herself, but she wasn't foreign to me. I could have said the same for the donkey.

they lost the sense of being in a hostile environment, although hostile wasn't the word, an environment whose language they refused to recognize, an environment that existed on some parallel plane where they couldn't make their presence felt

Remember I told you I've taken a vow of chastity. You understand what that means, right? Yeah," he said. "You're very generous. I think that's cool." I didn't quite get his answer, but I didn't want to prolong the conversation. [...] That's when it dawned on me what Greg had meant. [...] Um, that's charity, Greg, not chastity. He is so not the right guy for me.(137-138)

I thought guys were complicated. Maybe they are. But maybe they're easy and it's really me who's complicated.

Instead, he was still acting distant from her in many subtle ways, and although they continued to sleep in the same bed, there had been no intimacy whatsoever. Such behavior raised an old concern of hers that Daniel was either incapable or unmotivated to offer the kind of emotional support she felt she needed, particularly in period of stress, no matter what the cause or whose fault it was. (Stephanie)

My silences he mistook for a lack of wit rather than a lack of any need to speak.

You are confusing plumbing and love again.

How do you politely explain to someone that you had believed for years he was a moron as well as a Fool? Fitz in Assassin's Apprentice

Explanations had seldom worked between us. Trust had.

When you speak in riddles, it exasperates me. Yet when you try to speak clearly of yourself, it frightens me.

Tu recommences à confondre l'amour et tuyauterie

I don't see any humor in this," she snapped. Rurisk and I looked at one another and grinned foolishly. Smoke.