Quotes About Misunderstanding

the whole idea of boys being people you would actually choose to spend time with was pretty much totally incomprehensible to me. i could never think of anything to say to them, and they seemed equally dumbstruck by my presence.

And I wonder why people can't understand each other better. Why do they hurt each other all the time, even when they don't mean to?

This is why I don't like to argue with people. You say things you don't mean. Or, you kind of mean them, but the way you say it sounds arrogant and hurtful" -Uncle Walt

You were trying to tell me something and I was trying to tell you something else. We didn't trust each other and that was reason enough to make each of us right.

I mean people just have a way of - y'know they'll review your record in two sentences and put you in this little stupid box that you don't want to be in.

A fit encomium for marital bliss," Beaumont said, putting down his knife and fork. "Dancing to a tune one neither likes nor understands, with a partner who thinks you a cadaver.

I saw the way Rathbone looked at you," he said, taking a little nip at the delicate curve of her ear. She gave a little squeak, so he did it again, feeling the tremor that ran through her body. "He wants you. I saw the way you were laughing together. He was seeing you for the first time, the way I did." "Amazing how many blind men there are in London," she said.

You know I don't know a chestnut from a conker.' [...] 'A Chestnut is a conker

People think you're crazy if you talk about things they don't understand.

ma voix ma voix je ne peux pas je ne peux plus l'éparpiller dans les espaces trop de sourds trop de sourds bouche bée autour de moi qui ne m'écoutent pas et boivent ma voix

It is a misfortune for an author to be understood.

Wherever civilized men appeared for the first time, they were regarded by the natives as devils, as ghosts, specters. Never as living men! Unequaled intuition, a prophetic insight, if ever there was one.

Nothing in my life has ever made me want to commit suicide more than people's reaction to my trying to commit suicide.

Every time I go to a mechanic, they look at me like I'm stupid, "It's a gasket, honey." I know what a gasket is; it's $150. But a "gasket, honey" is $200.

Incarceration seems to have been obtained in consequence of Mrs. Packard using her reason and, not as reported, by her losing her reason.

They do not believe there can be tears between men. They think we are only playing a game and that we do it to shock them.

Nous n'y connaissons pas encore de remède au mal que produit une phrase.

It sounded like I was coming on to him, feigning helplessness and acting like a child.

Now that I come to think of it, I'd never been with a boy I could be totally honest with. Most of the time, the pattern would be that I'd hold back from mentioning something, thinking it wasn't really that important, and he'd insert his own assumptions into that space, interpreting things as he liked.

I could sit in a pub and tell you all the things that are written in this book, but you wouldn't fucking listen.

I think you must have forgotten, Anita," the Duke said, "that I told you never to come to a conservatory alone with a man unless you wanted him to make love to you." "I-I never - thought - " "That it applied to me?" the Duke finished. "Well, it does!

But you don't know what I want, do you. You formed an idea of who I am and What I do, and you've woven that idea in your life. You may listen to my words, but you don't hear my thoughts. You don't hear my needs. You don't see me. You haven't seen me in years.

one of the worst things about electronic communication. Lacking facial expression, tone of voice, or context, words could be taken any number of ways. With only one cryptic word now, I was discouraged.

he shot her a dry, sidelong glance. "The phones started