Quotes About Understanding

Don't be difficult." That was the wrong thing to say.

What had he done to her? How did he know how to do that? Probably better if she didn't try to find the answer to that question. Probably better if she didn't allow herself to keep thinking the next: when would he do it again? He was a wicked man. She wasn't so innocent as not to understand his last comment. Surely the Church frowned on that sort of behavior.

I brought my face inches away from hers and whispered, 'If I were strapped like that, I would hate it, too.' And then I felt foolish, for what was the point of empathizing without taking more positive action? I wanted to touch her again but I left and returned to my room feeling impoverished and weak.

A piece of advice his father had given him surfaced in Edgar's mind. Sometimes, he had said, it's better just to keep quiet and think with your heart.

My granny Torrelli says when you are angry with someone, so angry you are thinking hateful things, so angry maybe you want to punch them, then you should think of the good things about them, and the nice things they've said, and why you liked them in the first place.

By the time I got to the bottom, I understood what Guthrie ment when he shouted LIBERO! It was a celebration of being alive.

Why do people not listen when you say no? Why do they think you are too stupid or too young to understand? Why do they think you are too shy to reply? Why do they keep badgering you until you will say yes?

ILL-AH-NO-WAY

On their way home, John said, "Marta, that's a long way to go so that Jacob can have a friend." "Shh," Marta said. "Ears." "What?" "We all have ears. Everyone in this car can hear, John." "Well, of course we all have ears. Oh.

I hated her that day. I didn't care how upset she was about her mother, I really hated her, and I wanted her to leave. I wondered if this was how my father felt when I threw all those temper tantrums. Maybe he hated me for a while.

for each age interprets the past in the light of its own biases.

She found it ironic that, even after marrying twice and raising four sons to manhood, the workings of the male brain remained such a mystery to her.

That may be infidel wisdom, but it is wisdom all the same.

Who is old enough to ask, is old enough to know.

what Kamele's state of mind might be at this point in her relationship with Theo's father, he found himself reluctant to imagine. As she was a woman of great good sense, it was likely that she wanted to murder him—for which he would blame her not at all.

She talked to me like I was just like any other student, not a kid in a wheelchair.

and the machine speaks the words I've never been able to say. "I love you.

A family is a mystery.

We can go for weeks without talking to each other, but we never have to explain why we haven't been in touch. We simply pick up where we left off. That's true friendship.

Once someone appears to us primarily as an object, kindness has no place to root.

Abiding faith does not depend on borrowed concepts. Rather, it is the magnetic force of a bone-deep, lived understanding, one that draws us to realize our ideals, walk our talk,and act in accord with what we know to be true.

When we don't tell those we love about what's really going on or listen carefully to what they have to say, we tend to fill in the blanks with stories.

Sometimes kindness is stepping aside, letting go of our need to be right & just being happy for someone.

Like water poured from one vessel to another, metta flows freely, taking the shape of each situation without changing its essence.