Quotes About Understanding

Jacqueline Wilson

Jacqueline Wilson

Jacqueline Wilson

With a true masterpiece, there are no words required. Discourse is rendered redundant. That's why the work of a master transcends all notions of education, of class. It rises above the onlooker's understanding of what is considered good or bad, or right or wrong in the world of art. With the artist who has achieved mastery, skill, experience and knowledge are transparent, leaving only the message for all to see.

Never follow a story with a question, Maisie, not immediately. And remember to acknowledge the storyteller, for in some way even the messenger is affected by the story he brings.

I believe it is to our detriment that age gives us a certain mistrust of those younger than ourselves, and we fail to see the strength within them to assume the burden of truth.

And perhaps you can stay longer next time. I sometimes miss the debate my students challenged me with when they stopped being scared of me and before they were mature enough to realize that those who are older may know something after all.

Their love was thus seeded in the rich soil of mutual understanding.

Tragedy is so personal, but it doesn't mean it hasn't happened before, to someone, somewhere—it's what helps us to understand and bring solace to others, knowing something of what they feel.

you should know that all maps are drawn in hindsight. And hindsight, if interpreted with care, is what brings us wisdom.

Maisie bit her lip. She had learned that sometimes it was best to let words die of their own accord, rather than fight them.

But for Maisie the case notes would not be filed away until those whole lives were touched by her investigation had reached a certain peace with her findings, with themselves, and with one another - as far as that might be possible.

With the hindsight of the worldly experience she had since acquired, it was clear to Maisie that Dame Constance had suffered fools, if not gladly, then with gracious ease.

As friends they knew each other's history, knew the twists and turns that had brought them to this place in the world. And they understood each other's fears and frailties; nothing had to be explained. Now

No money needed," said Billy, winking and tapping the side of his nose with his forefinger. "Nod's as good as a wink to a blind 'orse, if you know what I mean, miss.

Maisie placed her hands together in front of her face, just touching her nose, as if in prayer. "Let me ask you another question. What value do you place on your marriage?" "What sort of question is that?" "A question to be answered, if I am to take on this investigation." "A high value. Vows are meant to be honored." "And what value do you place on understanding, compassion, forgiveness?

Truth walks towards us on the paths of our questions. Maurice's voice once again echoed in her mind. As soon as you think you have the answer, you have closed the path and may miss vital new information. Wait awhile in the stillness, and do not rush to conclusions, no matter how uncomfortable the unknowing.

Sometimes you can't slay those dragons; they can't be done away with, just like that." She snapped the fingers of her free hand. "You have to know how not to disturb them, how to mollify them if they become roused, and, above all, you have to come to respect them.

has wounded me. Maisie knew the abyss; she knew what it was

May I know what it is to feel the weight on another's shoulders.

She understood loss, understood how it could leach into every fiber of one's being; how it could dull the shine on a sunny day, and how it could replace happiness with doubt, giving rise to a lingering fear that good fortune might be snatched back at any time.

Truth walks towards us on the paths of our questions.

Even the silence has a story to tell you. Just listen. Listen.

In all your getting, get understanding.