Quotes About Understanding

Who is the Tolstoy of the Zulus? The Proust of the Papuans? I'd be happy to read them.

Just because your soul is being torn to pieces doesn't mean that you stop analyzing the phenomena.

Go through what is comprehensible and you conclude that only the incomprehensible gives any light.

It's wasted on dummies. (Life is). They give it to dummies and fools.

Some people, if they didn't make it hard for themselves, might fall asleep," said Mintouchian. "Even the Son of Man made it hard so He would have enough in common with our race to be its God.

One of life's hardest jobs, to make a quick understanding slow.

To know how it feels to be a seaweed you have to get in the water.

There is an immense, painful longing for a broader, more flexible, fuller, more coherent, more comprehensive account of what we human beings are, who we are, and what this life is for.

A good man can bear to listen to another talk about himself.

The people who come to evening classes are only ostensibly after culture. Their great need, their hunger, is for good sense, clarity, truth – even an atom of it. People are dying – it is no metaphor – for lack of something real to carry home when day is done.

That's from the Middle Ages.' My God! We have a name for everything except what we really think and feel.

Mislio je: Draže mi je prihvatiti kao motiv ne nešto što potpuno razumijem, nego ono što napola razumijem. Skrajnja jasno?a objašnjenja za mene je neiskrena.

You see, I understand what it is when the lonely person begins to feel like an animal.

Nema muškarca koji može zadovoljiti ženu koja ga ne?e - rekao je Herzog. - U redu, zar vam nije s tim odgovoreno?

You were lucky even then to make yourself understood. And this happened over and over and over with everyone you met. You had to translate and translate, explain and explain, back and forth, and it was the punishment of hell itself not to understand or be understood, not to know the crazy from the sane, the wise from the fools, the young from the old or the sick from the well.

With a little luck, you discover that the people in your life, permanently placed, are able to follow your innermost, deeply concealed motives.

critical powers. You stifle your shrewdness. Before you know it you are paying a humongous divorce settlement to a woman who had more than once declared that she was an innocent who had no understanding of money matters.

When I was younger I used to think that my good intentions were somehow communicated to people by a secret telepathic wig-wag system. It was therefore disappointing to see at last that unless I spelt things out I couldn't hope to get credit for goodwill.

Our subject: science and religion; the boundaries of scientific knowledge, the certainty that there are other kinds of knowing.

But I think I have made myself clear. We are as ignorant of fundamentals as human beings ever were. Self-respect demands that we appear to be "with

Who is the Tolstoy of the Zulus? The Proust of the Papuans?

Those who are most moral are farthest from the problem.

Some writers, notably Anton Chekov, argue that all characters must be admirable, because once we've looked at anyone deeply enough and understood their motivation we must identify with them rather than judge them.

But I quite like the way you can talk about science without necessarily using mathematics, but using metaphors instead.