Quotes About Misunderstanding

What's the worst thing you can hear while you're blowing Willie Nelson? "I'm not really Willie Nelson.

We're not a horrible couple, but we have our share of fights, the type that can start with a misplaced sock and suddenly be about everything. "I haven't liked you since 2002," he hissed during a recent argument over which airport security line was moving the fastest. This didn't hurt me so much as confuse me. "What happened in 2002?" I asked.

I can see him doing the same thing I am, trying to make some sort of connection. We're like a pair of bad trapeze artists, reaching for each other's hands and missing every time.

There's a short circuit between my brain and my tongue, thus "Leave me the fuck alone" comes out as "Well, maybe. Sure. I guess I can see your point." This

I'm also getting a kick out of "having a blue," which means having a fight. You could say, "It was a serious blue," or "We had a blue," or "If I talk to this woman there's going to be a blue." You could also say, "I'm ready to put the blue on.

A few hours laterDad called again. The vet had put his Great Dane, Sophie, on antibiotics, and, figuring it was all basically the same thing, he had started taking them. I'm just not sure of the dose, he said. Lisa then called me. Can you believe this? I thought she was upset that her father was taking pills meant for a dog, and then I remembered who I was talking to. I mean, how is Sophie supposed to get better when Dad is taking all her medicine? I just don't think that's right.

Strip to your underwear," she told me, and I said, "D'accord." As the woman turned to leave, she said something else, and, looking back, I really should have asked her to repeat it, to draw a picture if that's what it took, because once you take your pants off, d'accord isn't really OK anymore.

you should never ascribe to malice what can be put down to incompetence.

Falderson, he said quietly to Bahzell in passable Navahkan, is as stupid as the day is long. He craned his neck to gaze up at the hradani and shook his head. In fact, he's even stupider than I thought. You, sir, are the biggest damned hradani-no offense-I think I've ever seen.

I couldn't bear to have yet another French speaker guffawing at my name, so when the man on the phone asked, "Can I 'ave your name?" I said, "I am who I am." Half an hour later two pizzas arrived for "Ian Hoolihan".

Half the lies they tell about me aren't true.

He must have made that before he died.

It's easy to confuse a woman for a philosophy

You say you want to talk, But you don't . You stonewall me.

Mothers are urgently trying to tell something to their daughters, and this urgency is precisely what repels their daughters, forcing them to turn away. Mothers are left stranded, madly holding a lump of London clay, some grass, some white tubers, a dandelion, a fat worm passing the world through itself.

am so angry at you right now.

He is a black man. He is often thought of as a nothing, a cipher. But he has layers upon layers upon layers.

When everyone is determined to present someone as a monster, there are two possibilities: either he is a saint or they are not telling the whole story.

It was not death she feared. It was misunderstanding.

If you want that good feeling that comes from doing things for other folks then you have to pay for it in abuse and misunderstanding.

Long before the year was up, Janie noticed that her husband had stopped talkin to he rin rhymes.

Ah'm hard of understandin' at times.

Janie sat like a lump and waited. It was not death she feared. It was misunderstanding. If they made a verdict that she didn't want Tea Cake and wanted him dead, then that was a real sin and a shame. It was worse than murder.

No one can understand my accent!