Quotes About Misunderstanding

I'm sorry you asked me out, otherwise maybe I could have liked you.

You don't mean it, he said mournfully. Not at all, she thought. Yes, I do, she said.

She wanted his profession of feelings to do the trick. She really did. She knew he wanted that too. Whether he spoke the truth or not, he thought he could make her feel better, and he really, really wanted to. But it wasn't what she needed. Her need was as big as the stars, and he was down there on the beach, so quiet she could hardly hear him.

Dawn had not yet said anything nice. She was trying to be friendly, but something wasn't right. Did she think I looked terrible? Was she mad at me?

I, personally, have never seen a pirate with more than exactly one earring. I pointed out that if I did get my ears pierced again, probably no one would mistake me for a pirate, but Mom and Dad failed to see the humor in that.

And what did my mother think the Babysitters Club was, I wondered. A game?

If Kristy wanted me to feel left out for some reason, I could do the same to her.

I am not yelling!" I yelled.

Clearing the Brie from someone's arteries?" I said. I thought Seth and Mommy were going to fall over laughing. "Debris is stuff that's blown into the street. And that's what they mean by arteries — streets.

Mary Anne took a deep breath, then she let Claudia have it, screamed at her, threw the easel to the floor and dumped plaster of paris on her head. Actually, that was what I would've done, but not Mary Anne.

Don't let her sit near me, Mary Anne whispered. Can't you guys just kiss and make up? I asked. Ask Claudia. She's the one who decided not to talk to me. Well, you weren't exactly Miss Congealiality yourself. Gene. Congeniality. Whatever.

One … two … thr—Hello? Is Liz Lewis there, please? … Oh, hi, Liz. My name is—Candy. Candy Kane…. No, no joke….

Mm-hm," Dawn said. "Um, I'm sorry." "Yeah. Right." I'm sorry, too, Mary Anne was what I was sort of hoping to hear.

I love Mary Anne dearly, but she was no help. She still thinks you score touchdowns in baseball.)

Millie snapped. "Are you saying I'm an old wife?" "I'd better shut my trap before I fall into yours.

So afraid to go outside, to be happy, to be with other people, because they do not understand what it is like.

Bein with them is like walking in after a play has already started. You try to slip in quietly and find your seat, but people turn around, give you dirty looks, and whisper to their neighbors about how rude you are.

He that speaks doth gripe the hearer's wrist,While he that hears makes fearful actionWith wrinkled brows.Shakesp.King John.

Have you talked to Lindsay about me? Not really. But the night of that charity thing, when I was driving her home, she told me I should wait an appropriate amount of time out of respect for Paul Wheeler and then ask you out. She did? Yeah. But I told her I was in no rush because I'd already fucked you, so-- WHAT? He looked across at her and grinned. Just kidding.

And then your frustration can be taken as evidence of your frustration, that you speak this way, about this or that, because you are frustrated. It is frustrating to be heard as frustrated; it can make you angry that you are heard as angry.

Having evidence of being wronged does not stop you from being judged as in the wrong.

I have noticed that teachers get exciting confused with boring a lot.

I hate it when people think they know me when they really don't.

But that was the problem with having the answers. It was only after you gave them that you realized they sometimes weren't what people wanted to hear.