Quotes About Misunderstanding

Cuanto más quiero a alguien, más tonto me pongo cuando trato de decírselo. En cuanto a ti, debo de ser el tonto más grande de todos los tiempos

I'm supposed to have a Ph.D. on the subject of women. But the truth is I've flunked more often than not. I'm very fond of women I admire them. But, like all men, I don't understand them.

Some people have the experience of being accused of lying when they do not think that they have lied. Circle a number to show what percentage of the time this happens to you. [question from the Dissociative Experiences Scale]

I never set out to be weird. It was always other people who called me weird.

It's a strange world of language in which skating on thin ice can get you into hot water.

Estoy seguro de que solidarizaba. Sobre todo cuando yo lloraba. No sabía que mis lágrimas eran de rabia, no de pena.

The exam markers must have been somewhat bewildered to be told that when the Armada appeared, Francis Drake was playing with his balls.

Religion is the idol of the mob it adores everything it does not understand.

She's thinking I betrayed her, and she's thinking it now! I can't live with that.

Every deep thinker is more afraid of being understood than of being misunderstood.

At that moment, as I looked this man in the eye, I was reminded of Hanlon's razor, a philosophical notion that states one should never attribute to malice that which can be adequately explained by stupidity. It occurred to me just then that, conversely, one ought never attribute to stupidity that which can be explained by malice.

the dumber that people think you are, the more surprised they will be when you kill them..."

I heard she did it with the sword you found," Dad said. "That's what I keep trying to tell everyone! Finally, somebody gets it! I think Mom is going to choke Kendra to death." The comment brought his mom over to him. She embraced him tightly. "Hey, Mom," Seth grunted. "I thought I was kidding about the strangulation.

That's what I keep trying to tell everyone! Finally, somebody gets it! I think Mom is going to choke Kendra to death.

We were like deaf people trying to dance to a beat we couldn't hear, long after the music actually stopped.

Boys, welcome to the wonderful world of talking to women about their feelings. As a handy primer, here are a few things you should know: 1) Women have feelings. 2) You will spend the next seventy years or so trying to guess what they're feeling and why. 3) You will be wrong most of the time. 4) I like French Fries.

Do you know how many grand romances would have avoided tragedy if the hero had thought, "You know, maybe I should ask her if she likes me first"?

Is there some kind of subtext to our current conversation? Because, as you might know, I am absolutely terrible with subtext. It gives me a headache." "You can't get headaches," "Well I can't get subtext either. Far too subtle for me.

Oh, storms. That was awful." "No it was funny. You seem to get those two mixed up a lot. Don't worry. I'm here to help.

You look just fine." "Ah, 'just fine.' Exactly what a woman loves to hear." "I'm sorry," he said. "I meant to say that you look like a barbarian who just finished killing her seventeenth rabid tiger to make a necklace out of their incisors.

But since then you've acted like I was a gorilla at your buffet." "A...what?" "Gorilla at your buffet. You know... eating all your food? Making you annoyed? That kind of thing?

I sense a very large but. " "Funny, because right in front of me, I see a—" "Watch it.

It's worse when they think they're your friend. Gawx, the viziers. They make assumptions. They think they know you, then start to expect things of you. Then you have to be the person everyone thinks you are, not the person you actually are.

Why did it seem that the more he demonstrated himself to be an idiot, the more convinced people became that he had some kind of hidden depths?