Quotes About Understanding

I feel a constant gratefulness to God for His patience with me and with all of us. I cannot fail to be thrilled every time I read the things that Jesus said, and I am more and more convinced of the necessity of following Him. What Jesus means to me is this: in Him we are able to see God and to understand His feelings toward us. I am still a believer in what the church refers to as "holy living." I think it is applicable for a person in whatever profession he may be working.

Pain's not bad, it's good. It teaches you things. I understand that.

All hearts have but one request. One simple, unspoken, undeniable need. One undeniable fear. "To be known.

The books talked about it [the heart] as if it were a sump pump stuck down in the muck and mire of somebody's backyard. Never in all my scientific reading did I encounter anything that talked about a broken heart. Never did I read anything about what the heart felt, how it felt or why it felt. Feeling and knowing weren't important, only understanding

Words that soak into your ears are whispered, not yelled.

What do you want in a woman, in life?' I thought a moment...'The Rangers...we began to describe one another in a few simple words: El es muy bueno para cabalgar el rio. Meaning, 'He'll do to ride the river with.' In Texan, it means, 'I'd trust him with my life.' I scratched my head. 'I want someone to ride the river with.

It's complicated." "Yeah? Welcome to Earth. Everything here is complicated.

This is love with legs.' My father used to say that you can tell someone you love them until you're blue in the face, but until they see that walked out, they have no idea what it means. Hence, 'love with legs.'" A wide smile spread across her face. "Every day he'd climb out

O amor faz destas coisas. Nomeia o inominável e confere voz ao silêncio

Stripped bare, the human soul has one real desire: to know and be known.

Maybe only an orphan can understand this, but we had been cut free from our anchor and the blow was crushing. We didn't know who we were, and more importantly, we didn't know whose we were -- forever proving that identity precedes purpose. You can't know who you are until you've settled whose you are. [Bones, to Murphy Shepherd, about himself and his brother Frank]

I stood and pulled her up on two feet. "That depends." "On what?" "Whether you're looking at this through my eyes or yours.

All hearts have but one request. One simple, unspoken, undeniable need... To be known.

And I remember that moment, when I knew. That you'd broken loose in me the stuff that only love breaks loose.

hatred and anger does not kill hatred and anger.

If manhood is passed down, if it is a mantle cut from the cloth of one and draped across another, it is not done so using titles or accolades. Not hardly. It occurs there—in that spout now resting neck-high—pouring down the spine and into the belly in a language that has never been transcribed, but that every boy on the planet understands and has always understood.

It was often what Charlie didn't say that spoke the loudest.

That which we cannot speak about, we must pass over in silence." At the time

People in darkness don't know they're in darkness because it's all they've ever known. It's their world. They navigate primarily by bumping off things that are stronger. Immovable. They don't know darkness is darkness until someone turns on a light. Only then does the darkness roll back like a scroll. It has to. Darkness can't stand light. And it hasn't. Not since God spoke it into existence.

See it?" ... "Yeah." ... "How in the world did you see that in the first place?" "Don't know." "It's hard to make out." "Give it about ten minutes..." So we waited. Trying not to look at it so much that it lost all meaning. Like a word you say over and over until you're only hearing what it sounds like and you've forgotten what it means.

As early as 3000 BC, the Chinese had named the heart the Emperor of Organs. Since then, people have spent their whole lives looking for the Holy Grail, the fountain of youth, or the center of the universe. Why look so far away when it's right there in the middle of every human on the planet? The more I understood this, the closer I thought I was getting

Maybe that's the sign of true friendship, when silence is not uncomfortable.

In my experience, it's those words on the tip of the tongue that we most need to hear. They are the key. The thing that's missing. But you can't pull them out. They have to be offered. Freely. And they won't be offered until the owner trusts you with them. And to do that means they've got to break through a world of hurt and pain just to get them out of their mouth. I caught my reflection in the mirror.

Never argue with a woman about her house. Remember that. It's hers, not yours." He waved his paint-brush toward the kitchen and whispered, "I may have built it, but in truth, we're just lucky she lets us sleep here.