Quotes About Misunderstanding

A hundred years ago they'd have burned you as a witch… But I'm not a witch. I don't suppose any of them were.

Women often seemed to leave things unsaid, and in his limited experience it was what they did not say that proved the most trouble.

Bloody ashes, woman. This isn't a metaphor for anything! It's just boots.

But only a fool thought he knew what was in a woman's head just because she had a smile on her face.

Lan shook his head sightly He was better. But he thought I was finished, with only one arm. He never understood. You surrender after you're dead.

I thought you were dead," Bera breathed. Cadsuane sniffed irritably. "I am growing tired of hearing that. The next imbecile I hear it from is going to yelp for a week.

Min, you're a friend," he protested. "I don't think of you as a woman." It was the wrong thing to say; he knew it as soon as the words left his mouth.

This was not the first time she had squeezed meanings from his words that he never knew were in them.

I kept telling them I didn't know anything about it, but half of them seemed to think that I was lying, and the other half that I was hinting at something.

What was irritating was that they sat there with their heads together as though he had ceased to exist. Neither looked around until he cleared his throat again, loud enough that he wondered whether he had strained something.

Light, women would believe anything about a man so long as it was bad. And the worse it was, the more they had to talk about it.

What are you two blathering about?" she said sharply. "Just things that men talk about," Lan replied. "You wouldn't understand," Rand said.

Why, Perrin, you must know that I love you." She stood there, watching his mouth work, then spoke slowly and carefully. "Like a brother, you great wooden-headed lummox! The arrogance of men never ceases to amaze me. You all think everything has to do with you, and every woman has to desire you.

Men always say they didn't mean it that way. You would think they spoke a different language.

Egwene struggled visibly, latching onto the smallest part, the most inconsequential, of what Moiraine had said. "How can reading put him in trouble?

Each message had thickened the fog more than cleared it.

That was one thing he understood about women, Aiel, Two Rivers or whoever; fists on hips meant trouble.

Morgase had a temper, but I thought I could ignore that, so it ended with her wanting to kill me. —Thom Merrillin from Wheel of Time

Usually when a woman was in the wrong, she could find so many things to blame on the nearest man that he wound up thinking maybe he really was at fault. In

Let a woman know you were nervous, and she put her own construction on it, and sympathy went right out the window.

I thought you were my friend.

This is the source of the trouble. Persons tend to think and feel exclusively in one mode or the other and in doing so tend to misunderstand and underestimate what the other mode is all about. But no one is willing to give up the truth as he sees it, and as far as I know, no one now living has any real reconciliation of these truths or modes. There is no point at which these visions of reality are unified. And

Persons tend to think and feel exclusively in one mode or the other and in doing so tend to misunderstand and underestimate what the other mode is all about. But no one is willing to give up the truth as he sees it, and as far as I know, no one now living has any real reconciliation of these truths or modes.

At last Hyacinth asked rather mournfully: Why do you keep on pushing me away? The note of unhappiness in that voice quite shocked him. How little one knows what one knows, or wants what one wants.