Quotes About Understanding

After all," she said, "many people here have little enough patience or understanding for their fellow human beings who are only superficially different than them—so how would it be for little people with blue skins who can fly?

The wrong boy. But what did the heart care about that?

Some books should be tasted some devoured, but only a few should be chewed and digested thoroughly.

Words that explained the world to her, its dark side and its light side, words that built a wall to keep out bad dreams.

After all,' she said, 'many people have little enough patience or understanding for their fellow human beings who are only superficially different to them — so how would it be for little people with blue skins who can fly?

Perché gli adulti credevano che i bambini sopportassero meglio i misteri che la verità? Non sapevano quali storie terribili ci si andava a inventare, alle volte, per tentare di capire ciò che i grandi nascondevano?

It was difficult to find the right words, words which could also explain to her what she herself was feeling.

Ingen visste bättre vad som försiggick än de, som ingenstans hörde hemma

Don't let it worry you, not being able to speak,' Dustfinger had often told her. 'People tend not to listen anyway, right?

Non far dimenticare all'altro chi era. Dell'amore faceva parte anche questo.

Verwandtschaft ist eben keine Garantie für Liebe.

Humans asked them about everything, but they usually weren't half as good at finding the answers.

Let him alone," said Merlin. "Perhaps he does not want to be friends with you until he knows what you are like. With owls, it is never easy-come and easy-go." T. H. White, The Sword in the Stone

The wrong words. They were true a hundred times over, yet they sounded like a lie. Hadn't he always known it? Words were useless. At times they might sound wonderful, but they let you down the moment you really needed them. You could never find the right words, never, and where would you look for them? The heart is as silent as a fish, however much the tongue tries to give it a voice.

You know, there comes a point where you're not giving advice anymore. There comes a point where you're just moralizing, demonstrating your hypothetical superiority when it comes to doing the right thing. That's not very fucking helpful, you know. I'm holding my shit together right now, and rather than telling me that it's not enough, you could try to help me with the stuff I'm capable of.

Making other people feel like assholes was a terrible way to get them to stop acting like assholes.

They're kids. If they understood risks, they wouldn't join uprisings and march in the streets and the world would be a simpler place. Not a better one, of course. But simpler.

I think that I was too self-centered to ever develop good skills as a peacemaker. In my younger days, I assumed that it was because I was smarter than everyone else, with no patience for explaining things in short words for mouthbreathers who just didn't get it.

I've always loved just learning stuff for its own sake. Just to be smarter about the world around me.

But as an actual old lady with gray hair and wrinkles, she understood the silences. She didn't have to talk to Seth about most things, because she had him modeled so well in her mind, she knew what he would say to practically anything she might say to him—and vice versa. They could sit together, not speaking. The silence wasn't distance, it was closeness. She'd catch him looking and grinning sometimes. She'd grin back.

They wouldn't do it. They're kids. If they understood risks, they wouldn't join uprisings and march in the streets and the world would be a simpler place. Not a better one, of course. But simpler.

I figured a woman can't be understood the way a man can. Women have purposes men can't even imagine.

One can never satisfy a closed mind

God is consistent with his nature and declared purposes in Scripture, but he is not limited to our finite understanding of him or the ways we think he should work.