Quotes About Understanding

Agreeing with Conns was what you did with them.

If she could externalize, make the emotion other, she would not believe it.

She had anticipated that the cultural disconnect would be vast, and she was only just coming to understand how vast it might be.

Her dad raised his eyes from the newsfeed and offered her a level, considering look that told her he'd caught the impending request in her voice.

How would she know, in the end, what was her desire and what was given her?

Hush, puss. This wouldn't happen if you didn't fight me so.

She hadn't understood the plan until she spoke it.

I felt as if I had been navigating a vast space by touch alone, groping in the darkness, and suddenly I could see.

Oh, Kit. Were you ever priveleged to love where love was not given first elsewhere? Even once?

Even races as belligerent as my own had come around eventually.

Elspeth chuckles, that half-swallowed ironic laugh I've got so fond of, and lowers her voice.

I cannot see as they see, in shades of advantage and degrees of subtlety.

For a moment, they sat together, the understanding between them almost big enough to fill that space.

We get along with carnivorous plants and talking screwdrivers. I don't know what should be so hard about getting along with you.

I'm a Conservative, Connie." "That's okay," she answered. "You can switch.

Rien thought she was speaking to comfort herself as muc as to comfort Rien, and found that, in itself, strangely…well, comforting.

It wasn't our place to judge them. It was our place to save them.

Vincent's gift, the empathy, the sympathy that turned them from men into a team.

He stared at me, head turned slightly as if he had almost figured out what was battering me, but hadn't quite made the intuitive leap.

Rim had kept secrets from the Core. The Core kept secrets from Rim: no surprises there. One of the stranger benefits of having once been someone else was that the someone she had been knew how much was concealed. And sometimes even had a general idea of what not to ask about in order to ensure everyone's comfort or continued peace of mind. Or, in this case, where exactly to shine the light.

We all just get along. No matter what. Whether it suits our personal needs or not. Personal needs are a priveleged affectation.

The twist of her mouth revealed what she thought of that idea. It made Lisa restrain a smile: it was also Katya's moue, and Lisa's son Julian made the same face when he was concentrating.

He laid a hand on Ian's shoulder and squeezed; Ian gave him a wry sideways look.

All of Mingan's longings and his sorrows were there under Strifbjorn's heart, only waiting to be taken out and examined in the light.