Quotes About Misunderstanding

I'm not your cookie-cutter athlete, and that scares people. People don't know how to take that.

I don't like scaring people off. When I tell people I'm a writer, they look kind of interested. Then I tell them that I write poetry, and they think I'm weird.

I have been accused of making people laugh, maybe when it's not appropriate, during scenes.

People really cannot understand the concept of a black boy in a tracksuit in London being from Scotland.

We've got a second amendment right. I think some people forget that.

The flaw of an amateur is to assume what's in our head is what's on the page.

I don't get paid what people think I get paid for fighting.

Mental health, although being talked about more and more nowadays, is still extremely misunderstood and stigmatized, especially in Pakistan, where people think ignoring or hiding the issue will make it go away.

I was shot at for being a Tamil in Sri Lanka, and then, everyone was calling me a Paki in London, and I'm not even Pakistani.

It's very hard to talk about Palestine to Jewish people - they see me as a betrayer.

I get it that the media is going to show the worst part, because that's the part that people want to see. But they have not represented Israel or Palestine, however people want to call it, they haven't represented it well at all. Go to the beach! You won't know this place from California.

I was hit by a car when I was 13, and the rumour was immediately that I had been playing chicken with the car with my best friend Kenny in front of the Nutmeg Pantry, which was the only shop in Sharon. In fact, the guy who hit me was inebriated.

I was reading so much about myself in the papers that was not me.

It's hilarious to me that by writing an obscene fake children's book I am mistaken for a parenting expert.

For my part, it was Greek to me.

I was participating in my own lynching, but the problem was I didn't know what I was being lynched for.

The writer, Ruth Jhabvala, livedin India but was German. My partner Ismail Merchant was from Bombay but was educated in England and he had a different view on the world. Probably they had to contend with some sort of Oregonian-ness in me that they didn't understand and didn't know where it was coming from.

Kobe's been criticized unfairly. He's in a 'damned if you do, damned if you don't' situation. If he passes too much, they say he's not shooting. If he shoots, he's called selfish.

I think there's a little confusion between humor and 'gross' passing for humor. That's kind of regrettable, because they aren't the same thing.

Mrrrp? To anyone else in the Cahill universe, the high-pitched sound of the pet Egyptian Mau had a hundred different meanings: the playful mrrp , the I-want-red-snapper mrrp , the that-wasn't-enough-red-snapper mrrp , the thank-you-for-the-meager-portion-of-red-snapper mrrp . And on and on. But to Ian Kabra's ears, each was the I-hate-you-with-all-my-soul mrrp .

Traduttore, traditore.

Next to the defeated politician, the writer is the most vocal and inventive griper on earth. He sees hardship and unfairness wherever he looks. His agent doesn't love him (enough). The blank sheet of paper is an enemy. The publisher is a cheapskate. The critic is a philistine. The public doesn't understand him. His wife doesn't understand him. The bartender doesn't understand him.

I started off in England and very few people knew I was Australian. I mean, the clues were in the poems, but they didn't read them very carefully, and so for years and years I was considered completely part of the English poetry scene.

Do you know what it's like for two people to live in the same house as if they were in different parts of the world?