Quotes About Understanding

No one has the right to destroy another person's belief by demanding empirical evidence.

Love is friendship that has caught fire. It is quiet understanding, mutual confidence, sharing and forgiving. It is loyalty through good and bad times. It settles for less than perfection and makes allowances for human weaknesses.

Blessed are they who hold lively conversations with the helplessly mute, for they shall be called dentists.

the effort is to understand that occlusion is an ongoing, malleable process, sometimes in a form already congealed and seemingly over as it acts on the present, making of us unwittingly compliant observers, nearly always belated in identifying just how it works.

us next weekend, I'd love to meet her." "No, Jake, I think you misunderstood

when you take fright and add to it ignorance, you get hatred. That's a very unattractive equation.

He knew her, and she knew him. He had no idea if the images he saw came from past or future, or both, but he knew her. Their souls were bound, had always been bound, and always would be. They were two with one soul between them, perfectly joined, perfectly fitted.

what you put out there and what people take away are two totally separate things. People's minds process things in diverse ways. Everyone lives in different worlds, which is sort of sad but also has potential if you can work out how to turn it to your advantage.

The air between us is not empty space.

So much could be solved, she thinks, if we simply held hands with each other more often.

When in doubt, read books. Educate yourself. Education has always saved me Edward. Learn about the mysteries.

What do we live for, if it is not to make life less difficult to each other?" —GEORGE ELIOT

I wouldn't have done that to you"—Edward looks at his uncle and then over at Shay; this applies to her too—"because I know what it's like to be left behind.

that just because you never thought about someone didn't mean they weren't inside you.

They want to share something extraordinary about themselves, because you've experienced something extraordinary.

Why would you want to spend your life with twelve-year-olds?' 'Maybe I can help them. When I was twelve, you watched me. You had a notepad just for writing down what you noticed, remember? Maybe everyone needs that kind of attention at that age. I could get a notepad.' She considers him, the dimple deep in her cheek. He thinks, She's still carrying that notepad.

Julia by her side; it made sense that with her sister she would also briefly be allowed her normal taste buds.

If you live long enough, everything is complicated.

He's been sucker-punched by memories of his brother. This happens sometimes, and he knows he has to ride the memories out.

We contain the other, hopelessly and forever." —James Baldwin

John gestures with his hand again, this time seeming to refer to everything: the photographs, the letters, middle age, marriage. "If you live long enough, everything is complicated

We thought the boy might want this.

Edward swallows. Like a dutiful student, he follows her train of thought. Voldemort equals plane crash. Dead parents equal dead parents. Harry equals him.

He closes his eyes for a second, and Edward sees the lines of pain on Gary's face; they're the same lines—carved by loss—that engrave Edward's whole self, and the boy shudders in recognition.