Quotes About Understanding

Learning is not the accumulation of knowledge, but rather, one thing only: understanding

The world would be a better place if everyone traveled. ~Miss Clarrie

She taught us to ask. Never be afeared to look dumb. 'Cause looking dumb don't matter. Being dumb, that matter. So just ask. And if you don't get a straight answer, then go seeking. No matter what it is. Just go seeking.

My way of knowing is by putting myself in the other's place. Forgiveness gave me the method. I see through your eyes.

Are you calling me a dummy?" "Not at all. I'm just saying that maybe some of us caught on a bit faster than others.

You're really here." "I really am." It was the nervousness, the hint of vulnerability that had entered her eyes that finally snapped him out of his temporary daze. "Why?" he asked. "I mean, beyond the algebra homework of course." "It's pretty hard algebra. I might need a refresher course." "Kerry--" "I'm here for you," she said.

there are discussions and then there are conversations. They aren't always the same thing, you know.

We have a date, then." "We have a meeting. Blue's is--" "I'll find it." "I'm sure you will." She went to climb in the cab of her truck, then paused. "I don't guess it will do me any good to ask you to stop talking to people about me, will it?" "I don't guess it would, no.

Hannah looked from Cooper to Kerry, then at both of them, before finally looking at Kerry. "Seriously, marry him before he wises up." "Hey," Kerry replied, mock wounded. "And why do you say that?" "You speak the same language." "Says the woman who communicates with her husband using old movie quotes that nobody gets but the two of you.

and one of only a few on the entire station, she'd bonded with

Italians know about human nature - they understand human nature perhaps better than anyone else does. They know that people are weak and greedy and lazy and dishonest and they just try to make the best of it to work around it.

And will knowing what she reads make you know who she is?" "Can you think of a better way to tell?

Vianello had the knack of getting people to talk. Especially if they were Venetians, the people he interviewed invariably warmed to this large, sweet-tempered man who gave every appearance of speaking Italian reluctantly, who was only too glad to lapse into their common dialect, a linguistic change that often carried its speakers along to unconscious revelation.

Why was it that, when children loved you, you knew everything, and when they were angry with you, you knew nothing? Commissario Guido Brunetti

I read books, not minds, Guido.

I think reading a translation is an act of faith.

Once, walking with him, Paola had stopped and asked him what he was thinking about, and the fact that she was the only person in the world he would not be embarrassed to tell just what it was he had been thinking about at that moment convinced him, though a thousand things had already done so, that this was the woman he wanted to marry, had to marry, would marry.

We never know them well. Do we?" "Who?" "Real people." "What do you mean, real people?" "As opposed to people in books," Paola explained. "They're the only ones we ever know well. Or know truly.

Now, regardless of how she looked on the outside, inside she still felt fifty. Why did no one understand that?

Lauren calls this one Revelation.

A friend knows the song in my heart and sings it to me when my memory fails.

Sex education has to do with what's in people's head.

It is is better to know one book intimately than a hundred superficially.

A great sorrow, and one that I am only beginning to understand: we don't get to choose our own hearts. We can't make ourselves want what's good for us or what's good for other people. We don't get to choose the people we are.