Quotes About Understanding

Archaeologists of the soul never return empty-handed.

I'll let you explain me to myself—that sounds intelligent and fantastic. Don't worry about offending me—that's quite impossible. .

You know, Lillian, someday I will sit down and write a little dictionary for you, a little Chinese dictionary. In it I will put down all the interpretations of what is said to you, the right interpretation, that is: the one that is not meant to injure, not meant to humiliate or accuse or doubt. And whenever something is said to you, you will look in my little dictionary to make sure, before you get desperate, that you have understood what is said to you.

Everything with me is either worship and passion or pity and understanding. I hate rarely, though when I hate, I hate murderously. But I am more preoccupied with loving.

Djuna concerned only with the longitude, and latitude and altitude of human beings in relation to each other.

This openness, which is closed again as soon as we face a partial relationship, the one who understands only one part of us, is the miraculous openess which takes place in whole love.

You can only see in others what your nature allows you to see. The range of your vision depends on the extent of the personal development. The personal, if it is deep enough, becomes universal, mythical, symbolic; I never generalize, intellectualize. I see, I hear, I feel. These are my primitive instruments of discovery.

I have come to the conclusion that the use and knowledge of words acts sometimes as a stumbling block rather than a clarifier.

I am not always just living, just following all my fantasies; I come up for air, for understanding.

safe there from inquiry and exposure? But in this jungle, a pair of eyes, not her own, had followed and found her. Her mother's eyes. She had first seen the world through her mother's eyes, and seen herself through her mother's eyes. Children were like kittens, at first they did not have vision, they did not see themselves except reflected in the eyes of the parents.

What is the greatest need of human beings? What is it they seek from me always? Intimacy. I listen with all my being, I am completely interested. I seek momentarily a full communion of eyes, feelings, thoughts.

Men recognised her always: the same effulgent face, the same rust voice. And she and I, we recognised each other; I her face and she my legend.

Because I am a woman who understands, I am asked to understand everything, to accept everything.

I have belonged to you in a way you haven't to me.

Was it not an act of love to impersonate the loved one?

Compassion is the only key I ever found which fits everyone.

We are cruel when someone refuses to play the role in which we have cast him. We judge a person only according to his relationship towards us.

But I also hate Nietzsche. I wish you would tell me something that would make me understand him. I began with Zarathustra—fatuous language, and the world full of "tougher and merrier" men!

What unites us universally is our emotions, our feelings in the face of experience, and not necessarily the actual experiences themselves.

He failed to see that it contained at once all of Djuna's wishes which had been denied, and these wishes had flown from all directions to meet at this intersection and to plead once more for understanding.

Yes, you have told me, over and over again, in a hundred different ways, but I am slow, Anaïs, slow perhaps because it is such delicious torture.

It shows that a woman is not really a critic but a penetrator. She does not judge, she understands.

Tu te îndr?gosteÈ™ti de minÈ›ile oamenilor.

He placed his mouth on her throat, kissing the words she could not utter. He seemed to divine where she wanted a kiss to fall next, what part of her body demanded to be warmed.