Quotes About Understanding

I think you can't possibly know the truth about somebody unless you love them. I think the Speaker loved Father. Marcão, I mean. I think he understood him and loved him before he spoke." Mother didn't answer, because she knew that it was true. "And I know he loves Grego, and Quara, and Olhado. And Miro, and even Quim. And me. I know he loves me. And when he shows me that he loves me, I know it's true because he never lies to anybody.

Tudo o que fazemos tem um significado, Ender concluiu. Eles rirem. Eu não rir.

Y todo se reduce a esto: en el momento en que entiendo verdaderamente a mi enemigo, en el momento en que le entiendo lo suficientemente bien como para derrotarle, entonces, en ese preciso instante, también le quiero. Creo que es imposible entender realmente a alguien, saber lo que quiere, saber lo que cree, y no amarle como se ama a sí mismo. Y entonces, en ese preciso momento, cuando le quiero...

She loved him. He loved her. In the absence of understanding, that was as good a reason as any for living together and making babies and raising them up and throwing them out of the house and then going through the long slow decline together until one of them died and left the other alone again, understanding as little as ever about what their spouses really wanted, who they really were.

the conversation of the mind was truer than any language, and they knew each other better than they ever could have by use of mere sight and touch.

He had long since learned that when something unusual was going on, something that was part of someone else's plan and not his own, he would find out more information by waiting than by asking. Adults almost always lost their patience before Ender did.

When you don't understand the consequences of your acts, how can you be blamed for them? ... You don't take the blame, he answered. But you still take responsibility. For healing the wounds you caused.

In the moment when I truly understand my enemy, understand him well enough to defeat him, then in that very moment I also love him.

Better to give the man what he wanted and save the objections for the battles worth fighting.

Si sabes lo que es la locura, tal vez no caigas en ella.

La semilla de la duda estaba ahí, y permaneció, y de vez en cuando echaba una pequeña raíz. Esa semilla que crecía lo cambió todo. Hizo que Ender prestara más atención a lo que la gente quería decir, no a lo que decía. Le hizo más sabio.

I see Ender in you looking out at me. You see Ender in me looking out at you. And yet not one of us is truly him; we are each our own self, all of us strangers on our own road.

You can't defeat a powerful enemy unless you understand him completely, and you can't understand him unless you know the desires of his heart, and you can't know the desires of his heart until you truly love him.

When I comfort you, you'll know it. And how will I know? Miro snapped back. Because you'll be comfortable, of course.

I'll talk to her, but she's too old—or too young—to listen to reason.

Ningún ser humano es indigno cuando se comprenden sus motivos. Ninguna vida deja de merecer la pena. Incluso el más malvado de entre los hombres, si conoces su intimidad, tiene algún acto generoso que le redime de sus pecados, aunque sólo sea un poco generoso.

think it's impossible to really understand somebody, what they want, what they believe, and not love them the way they love themselves.

And no matter how well we think we know people, the fact is we're all strangers in the end.

Ender was a destroyer, but what he destroyed was illusion, and the illusion had to die.

Only a wise man could see my people so clearly in so short a time. Only a ruthless one would say it all out loud. Your virtue and your flaw – we need them both.

Being angry isn't always for a reason that makes sense.

I'm not in love with Eiadh because she's the most beautiful young woman in Basilica and therefore quite probably in the entire world. I'm in love with her because we can talk together, because of the way she thinks, the sound of her voice, the way she cocks her head to listen to an idea she doesn't agree with, the way she rests her hand on mine when she's trying to persuade me.

somewhere in his heart he knew that even a child is a real person, that a child's acts are real acts, that even a child's play is not without moral context.

You treated me the way you like to be treated when you grieve, and now I'm treating you the way I like to be treated. We prescribe our own medicine for each other.