Quotes About Misunderstood

I love my fellow creatures—I do all the good I can—Yet everybody says I'm such a disagreeable man!And I can't think why!

I developed a reputation as a "hothead" because I got in the face of a lot of reporters and they thought I was just a hotheaded person. What they didn't understand was that I was motivated by love.

I do love that witches havent really been explored that much. Usually, witches are the little side character... a bad female character that comes in and leaves.

As long as a person does not accept himself, he will always have this fear of being misunderstood and misconstrued by his environment;

I was basically good. Not understood, and not even liked, but even so, just, and better than just. I was merciful.

dreams are petted, like cherished lap dogs misunderstood and loved too well

They called Matthew March autistic as a child. What no one had known was that he was not closed into a world of his own, he was far, far too open to the real one.

Boneless skinless chicken breasts don't give a damn about their bad reputation. They don't care that you think of them as pale, dry, and rubbery.

It hurt me deeply, this reputation as tough, hard, mean.

My reputation precedes me all the time, but I'm not the monster people think I am.

Football sometimes has a bad reputation. Some of that is deserved... and some of it isn't.

People are always telling me to shut up about Chicago.

I'm not as shy as everybody makes me out to be.

People think I'm so strong, but I'm very shy.

I'm outgoing when I have to be, but usually, I'm kinda shy. I always think people don't want to talk to me. Some people might take that as being stuck-up, but I'm just shy.

People who don't know that I do comedy think I'm shy, kind of a dud, and I don't have the wherewithal to prove them wrong. It takes me a long time to get to know people.

I was dyslexic, so I was put in the silly class at school.

I'm really silly. That's the thing that people don't get.

Crazy people are my people? Really? I think that's silly. That's another one of those pigeonhole things. Lay somebody on an ironing board and put a scalding hot iron on them, get that going real good: 'Oh, this is who Holly Hunter is.'

When they thought of me, they always remembered the vacuous Billie Dawn. It was as simple as that.

A lot of people were mistaken about a lot of things.

No soy un santo, ni un mártir, ni un terrorista, ni un loco, ni un asesino. Los nombres por los que creen conocerme están equivocados. Soy un padre

Your fangs are showing, Miss Lyndon." "Are they?" she asked, reaching up to touch her face. "I shall have to remember to retract them." Charles burst out laughing. "You, Miss Lyndon, are a treasure." "That's what I keep telling everyone," she said with a shrug and a wicked smile, "but no one seems to believe me.

I think I'm a lot more complicated than my looks might indicate.