Quotes About Understanding

Don't keep parroting at me!' Halt fumed. 'Stop repeating what I say! I asked you "what", so don't ask

Flatulence? What's that?' Stig asked. Words of more than two syllables sometimes confused him. 'He farts,' Thorn put in. Stig thought about it, then nodded his head. 'Yeah, well, I can do that.' Hal and Thorn both answered simultaneously. 'We know.

Yes, Cassandra. I do mean your Madelyn. And, no, I'm not joking, Horace. And, yes, Gilan, I am aware that Madelyn is a girl.

He wondered if he should mention the fact that Halt had been looking for her, then decided that, if he did so, his wife might hit him with the wooden serving ladle that lay close to her right hand. "Of course," he said, hiding his smile. He noted with relief that Sandra moved her hand away from the heavy ladle.

And trust me," said Crowley, who had kissed two women in his entire life—and one of them his mother—"I know about women." Halt felt a warm glow suffuse his breast at his friend's words. "Yes," he said happily. "I should think you do.

Erak kreunde. 'Nu weet ik pas hoe mensen zich voelden als ze mij aan zagen komen.

Ow!" said Horace as the Ranger's fingers probed and poked around the bruise. Did that hurt?" Halt asked, and Horace looked at him with exasperation. Of course it did," he said sharply. "That's why I said 'ow!

Sometimes," Halt continued, "we tend to expect a little too much of Ranger horses. After all, they are only human.

Halt regarded him. He loved Horace like a younger brother. Even like a second son, after Will. He admired his skill with a sword and his courage in battle. But sometimes, just sometimes, he felt an overwhelming desire to ram the young warrior's head against a convenient tree. "You have no sense of drama or symbolism, do you?" he asked. "Huh?" replied Horace, not quite understanding. Halt looked around for a convenient tree. Luckily for Horace, there were none in sight.

Someday, you'll understand.

Kids don't quite get what the consequences are until the consequences are due.

There is no need to stand for what is right. People are entitled to their own opinion and they are right in their own way. By choosing to be kind, you avoid the conflict of explaining why you are right. You are only feeding your ego for justifying the reasons why you are right. Choosing to be kind means accepting the reasons why people do what they do. By living your life in this manner, you drive away hostility and

A Close Encounter ... You are welcome to visit our land, if you can. Step inside, Earthling. Do not be afraid. We have ideas to exchange and thoughts to trade. There is much to be learned from each other. ... Adrian Rumble

Liking other people is an illusion we have to cherish in ourselves if we are to live in society.

The purpose of Jesus is not only to save men from their sins, but by the grace of God to begin in the souls of men that marvelous development in the nature and mind and understanding of God our Father, until by the grace of God we are able to take our place and our part in the kingdom of Jesus Christ and bear our share of responsibility.

I think Job and I understand each other better now. It was not the boils, but the free advice!

The sign of a good novel is what it can cause its reader to see, even if this lies beyond the author's own vision.

The reader is invited to ask him-or herself, Is it possible that I am seeing the world from inside a System? Am I, unbeknownst to myself, a Systems-person? The answer is always, Yes. The relevant question is, simply, Which System?

I'm passionate and I travel the world not just as a tourist but to understand cultures... I've lived with Masai tribe... I travel the world and bring it back in the form of a research book that would become the starting point for the collection.

I deliberately spilled the black ink of despair because my perfect soul was a stained glass illusion - can you understand that?...

the best way to forgive someone is to enter into their sufferings ...

so now you know my eyes are green - because of my shirt? You never looked into my soul to know how much in me is green...

come lie beside me again and understand - the others can show by actions, but I alone will immortalize you in words...

what is sacred is the other person -we forget that sometimes - and fail to honor who they are ...