Quotes About Misunderstood

y amaba a esta su idolatrada España, tan calumniada cuanto desconocida de no pocos de sus hijos;

I think that Scottish people, like Canadians, are often misunderstood and what I like about my Scottish friends and relatives is how quickly it can go from love to anger. It's a great dynamic.

Some people say that cats are sneaky, evil, and cruel. True, and they have many other fine qualities as well.

We are misunderstood, we are misrepresented, we are misreported. We are not nurses, we are not doctors, we are not teachers, we are not social workers. We are religious, we are religious, we are religious.

Well, we never expected this!" they all say. "No one liked her. They all said she was pretentious, awkward, difficult to approach, prickly, too fond of her tales, haughty, prone to versifying, disdainful, cantankerous, and scornful. But when you meet her, she is strangely meek, a completely different person altogether!" How embarrassing! Do they really look upon me as a dull thing, I wonder? But I am what I am.

We can glimpse it in the book of Acts: the method of the kingdom will match the message of the kingdom. The kingdom…goes out into the world vulnerable, suffering, praising, praying, misunderstood, misjudged, vindicated, celebrating: always – as Paul puts it in one of his letters – bearing in the body the dying of Jesus so that the life of Jesus may also be displayed.

My proposal, then, as the way of making sense of all the data before me, is that Jesus believed it was his god-given vocation to identify with the rebel cause, the kingdom-cause, when at last that identification could not be misunderstood as endorsement.

Why do I always...irritate others...without even realizing it? I'm not trying...to cause any problems.

People think I'm a miserable sod but it's only because I get asked such bloody miserable questions

People think I'm a miserable sod but it's only because I get asked such bloody miserable questions.

We're an easy target for remarks about crossing the border and turning the clock back fifteen years, or a hundred. We're a state that's known for pineapples and cane toads, old bad attitudes and the brain-addling heat that comes from the Tropic of Capricorn sitting right across our middle. We're that kind of state - hot and steamy, unlovely and unloved, far too much fodder here for metaphors about festering and putrefaction.

Why does one begin to write? Because she feels misunderstood, I guess. Because it never comes out clearly enough when she tries to speak. Because she wants to rephrase the world, to take it in and give it back again differently, so that everything is used and nothing is lost. Because it's something to do to pass the time until she is old enough to experience the things she writes about.

Beni anlam?yorlard?. Zarar yok. Zaten beni, daha kimler anlamad?.

L'Africa è incompresa: nonostante tutte le sue ricchezze umane che ha da condividere, è il continente più abbandonato del nostro pianeta.

Still, one of the few good things about being dyslexic is that when I say I don't read reviews, I mean I don't read reviews.

The other chief Romans were Catullus and Horace: Catullus—a dozen short poems and stretches of the Attis—because the young are prone (at least I was) to identify themselves with him when feeling angry, lonely, misunderstood, besotted, ill-starred or crossed in love. I probably adored Horace for the opposite reason; and taught myself a number of the Odes and translated a few of them into awkward English sapphics and alcaics.

Gentle. Which people see as weak.

God's will." It's a rubric, I fear, that can be, and is, so easily misunderstood and then misused, and so it ends up a greater source of harm than of help in people's lives, usually without them realizing that this is the case. This can happen in a variety of ways.

Everybody hates me because I'm so universally liked.

Rationality is simply mysticism misunderstood.