Quotes About Misunderstood

I think a lot of people don't actually know me. They think, 'She's like this,' or, 'She's like that.' They say I have no emotions - I do, but you couldn't see them then. I had to keep them inside.

My experiences in high school, in which I was used to being unfairly labeled, unfairly maligned, gave me the thick skin that I needed.

The thing that's funny is that everyone thinks I'm dead.

Everybody thinks they know me. They think I'm an easy fighter, but when cage door closes, they feel my power. I'm a completely different fighter. They've never fought against someone like me but they have to feel it on their skin.

Everybody thinks I am a narcissist. I am actually the opposite of that.

When everyone thinks they know you, it's hard not to be guarded.

You kind of get the same adjectives coming back over again and over again describing millennials. I think the national rhetoric around this generation is unfairly negative.

People generally thought that sharks are dumb eating machines. After some study, I began to realize that these 'gangsters' of the deep had gotten a bad rap.

People have this preconceived notion of me. I'm 'Gob' to them: this thoughtless sociopath who lives this bizarre, ego-driven life. That would be insanity.

Frankly, I'm not the most liked woman in Brewster, so the fact that I wasn't as enthralled with Anne as everyone else seemed to be came as no surprise to me. I have my opinions and I'm not afraid to share them. And Anne just seemed like the type of person who would naturally become everybody else's best friend.

And sometimes it is better to solemnly retreat into solitude than to be gravely misunderstood.

The difficulty is that I have no mouth through which I can speak. I can't make myself understood, not in your world, the world of bodies, of tongues and fingers; and most of the time I have no listeners, not on your side of the river. Those of you who may catch the odd whisper, the odd squeak, so easily mistake my words for breezes rustling the dry reeds, for bats at twilight, for bad dreams.

Turkeys are misunderstood. Once I adopted turkeys, I understood this large bird to be a great companion.

I sort of enjoy the fact that I'm misunderstood most of the time. That's fine.

I'm thought of as this pissy, complaining, freaked-out schizophrenic who wants to kill himself all the time.

Everyone thinks I'm showing off when I talk, ridiculous when I'm silent, insolent when I answer, cunning when I have a good idea, lazy when I'm tired, selfish when I eat one bite more than I should.

Everyone thinks I'm showing off when I talk, ridiculous when I'm silent, insolent when I answer, cunning when I have a good idea, lazy when I'm tired, selfish when I eat one bite more than I should, stupid, cowardly, calculating, etc., etc. All day long I hear nothing but what an exasperating child I am, and although I laugh it off and pretend not to mind, I do mind. I wish I could ask God to give me another personality, one that doesn't antagonize everyone.

The time will come when we ourselves are disliked or misunderstood, or strangers, different from our judges in race or class or creed, and if their sense of justice depends upon their passion rather than their morality, who is to speak for us then, or defend our right to the truth?

Grief, she thought. It's a strange and a misunderstood emotion.

I really believe that most people who seem scary are just sad.

I believe that most people who seem scary are just sad.

Oh, Robin. She's brokenhearted. You remember how it feels." "No, I do not remember. She's fifteen years old. She's going to fall for some new boy before the week is out; you watch." "She says nobody understands her and she wants to die," Mercy told him. Then she asked, "Can I have the rest of your salad?

Ironically no one ever wants to hear what I have to say about anything. They usually argue with me to the point I want to put them through a wall. Hopefully you won't be so dense. (Acheron)

Every character and person in life needs a voice and every once in a while I get to inhabit the voice of the misunderstood.