Quotes About Understanding

Broken: Never underestimate the power of a shared history.

Sometimes, even if you know the answer, you've got to let the other person take a shot. If they feel wrong all the time, they never get the chance to feel right.

Dee came out of her room and gave Lydia the greatest gift a teenage daughter can ever give her mother: she had agreed with her.

The two women switched to their native tongue. Kate tuned them out. She understood only half of what they were saying. As with most Americans, Dutch sounded to her more like a disease of the throat than an actual language

She had dozens, even hundreds, of friends, but not one single person knew all of the pieces of her.

It is a father's job to love his daughter in the way she needs to be loved.

My point is that you see these people in a way that I will never see them. Your experiences are no longer my experiences. I can't guide you any longer because I don't know where you're going.

Are you not answering because you don't want me to know or are you not answering because you want to annoy me? That is a complicated question with an equally complicated answer.

That's what love is, Sara, when there are so many things about you that you only want one person in the world to know.

the easiest way for a man to get into your heart was if you imagined what he was like as a child.

I wil tell you something very important: there is value in forgiveness.

conversations, and not

Time turns from a straight line into a sphere and it's not until later that you can hold it in your hand and look at all the different sides, and you think, Oh, now I remember --- this happened, then this happened, then... It's only after the fact that you can pull back into a straight line that makes sense

As I expected, Paul immediately apologized for not asking me whether or not he could date Claire. He is nothing if not a good mimic of appropriate behaviors. Had we been in person rather than on the telephone, I am certain he would've dropped to bended knee as he asked for my permission. But he wasn't, so it was his voice that conveyed the respect and feeling. Conveyed.

Eighteen years ago, Lydia had told her that the problem with Paul Scott was that he didn't see Claire as a normal, imperfect human being. He was blind to her faults. He covered her missteps. He would never challenge her or scare her or infuriate her or stir up any of those fiery emotions that made it worthwhile to put up with a man's bullshit.

I see you, she told him. I see exactly who you are.

I hadn't planned on sounding like J.J. from Good Times, but that's the gist.

They sat like that, neither of them talking, both of them incapable of expressing how they felt, until Cathy stood at the top of the stairs and called them up for dinner.

Trust in the Lord to look over her. 'Lean not into thine own understanding.' 

At least she knew where she fell on his list of priorities: right behind Betty.

He shrugged. "It's always the Sunday following the first full moon that occurs after the spring equinox." Will took a minute to realize he was speaking English.

First you must have the images. Then come the words." —Robert James Waller. Images. I had seen that word before—at least six times before on my annual reading sojourn to the sheriff's office. The word was connected to a deed and the deed was connected to an act and that act had been committed by a man and that man, I now understood, was connected to you.

When theology recognizes one thing properly, it mis-recognizes something else all the more thoroughly.

Argue as if you are right and listen as if you are wrong.