Quotes About Understanding

My story can never be your story (that is called colonization—something I hope we are leaving behind). But my story might inform yours, or be like yours, or maybe even add depth or another dimension to yours. If nothing else, sharing our stories might lead to greater understanding, tolerance, appreciation, and perhaps even celebration of our differences.

The biggest issue of the twenty-first century is not necessarily the "decline" of neighborhood. It may be that we have all moved to a new neighborhood and have not learned how to get along with the new neighbors.

There is magic in long-distance friendships. They let you relate to other human beings in a way that goes beyond being physically together and is often more profound.

If you dig a grave for your neighbour, first measure it for yourself.

difficulties in interpersonal functioning, particularly with intimacy and empathy.

For where all love is, the speaking is unnecessary

There are things that I canna tell you, at least not yet. And I'll ask nothing of ye that ye canna give me. But what I would ask of ye---when you do tell me something, let it be the truth. And I'll promise ye the same. We have nothing now between us, save---respect, perhaps. And I think that respect has maybe room for secrets, but not for lies. Do ye agree?

You're creating an intimacy that everybody feels, that it's their experience, not yours. I'll never introduce a song and say, now this song is about 'my' broken heart.

I will know how to hold you just by the look in your eye, I will never forget - not even on the day that I die. This is a promise of my passion for you, smile at me and make it true.

But more importantly, they show interest in the writer—they express confidence in the writer's talents and show faith in his or her ability to succeed. They understand what the writer is attempting. They catch the vision and then do all they can.

Fundamentally, a resonator is someone who says, "I hear you. I understand what you are trying to do. I'll help you get there.

There was that word again.Mature. Was this what maturity was? Giving up on the things we wanted because we knew we'd never get them?

Ti voglio bene ..... It means everything. It means I love you. It means I want you. It means I want you to be okay. It means everything.

I said go away!" "No, you said 'get out'. I'm out." "Now go away." Silence. And then, "No.

How do you know you're in love?" I asked her. "Because if it's determined by how willing you are to give up everything for the other person, I think it's a flawed system.

It was amazing, all the thoughts that oozed out as soon as a single crack appeared in the surface of your beliefs.

He hesitated. "Nothing, man. What are you doing right now?" I looked down. "Petting my snake." Malcolm laughed. "With anyone else, that would be a metaphor. Good thing I can always count on you.

Do you know what you need?" Malcolm was saying now. To get laid, I thought. "To get laid," Malcolm said. Shocker.

I'd hoped being tapped meant they were willing to listen to someone like me. Apparently, what it really meant is that they hoped they could make someone like me listen to them.

As if Max needed her permission.

And yet, words are the passkeys to our souls. Without them, we can't really share the enormity of our lives.

redhead." CeeCee remembered

Was it possible to love people you had never met, I wondered...

But he had a story. I guess everybody did. People walked around with this thick dark film sticking to them and until you scratched it, you had no idea.