Quotes About Understanding

How could you understand? Do you know what it is to be a lover? To be half of a whole?

We think of communication as words. But a screaming child is trying to say something. A tantrum carries a message. Hitting is communication. Sleep patterns carry a message. Even the sulky belligerence of a teen is an attempt to convey a message. Everything the child does says something to the person who is willing to take the time to listen carefully.

Books are my friends, my companions. They make me laugh and cry and find meaning in life.

Books should go where they will be most appreciated, and not sit unread, gathering dust on a forgotten shelf, don't you agree?

Until we invent telepathy, books are our best choice for understanding the rest of humanity.

Perhaps not one religion contains all of the truth of the world. Perhaps every religion contains fragments of the truth, and it is our responsibility to identify those fragments and piece them together.

Those whom we most love are often the most alien to us.

Things aren't ever what they seem to be when you first look at them. What's important is that you keep your mind wide open and try to understand what's going on from a lot of different angles.

Perhaps this is the basis of friendships, I do not know. Each man seeks in another that part of himself which is missing. Thus do people make themselves more whole.

Being able to conceive moral contexts from multiple sides and being able to more deeply understand each person involved are major achievements in moral development.

In contrast to the objectivity of blind justice and the abstract logic of principled reasoning, care reasoning requires understanding particularity—the needs, interests, and well-being of another person—and understanding the relationship between oneself and that other person. This requires a moral stance "informed by care, love, empathy, compassion, and emotional sensitivity.

The truth is always simpler than you can imagine.

I admit, I was afraid to love. Not just love, but to love her. For she was a stunning mystery. She carried things deep inside her that no one has yet to understand, and I, I was afraid to fail, like the others. She was the ocean and i was just a boy who loved the waves but was completely terrified to swim.

I read her eyes like paragraphs and her tears like chapters for she didn't have much to say with words, but rather, silence. And never let them tell you that silence, isn't beautiful. For silence is what happens when words fall asleep and you must carry the belief that one day they will wake up inside of you.

I have more awareness of other people and, I hope, more sensitivity to their needs. I also find that I'm more direct and outspoken.

Timing is very important: words can only have a positive effect on others if and when they are ready to listen.

qué es un amigo? Alguna vez he compartido una frase que me gusta: «Un amigo es la persona que conoce todos tus defectos y que, a pesar de eso, te sigue amando igual».

For I prophecy that men will learn the use of their knees. For every thing that can be done in that posture (upon the knees) is better so done than otherwise. For I prophecy that they will understand the blessing and virtue of the rain. For rain is exceedingly good for the human body.

One of the regular temptations seducing historians and their audience is to imagine knowledge of the past

How little he needs. Just love. More love. — Christopher Wiseman, from "Bedside Manners," Poetry of Presence: An Anthology of Mindfulness Poems , eds. Phyllis Cole-Dai & Ruby R. Wilson (Grayson Books, 2017)

Dan had discovered that he had been mistaken, that books did not exist outside of the body and only in mind, but that words were breath, that they were experienced and understood through the inseparability of mind and body, that words were the water and reading was swimming. Just as he had in water, he could lose himself in reading: mind and body became one.

was too young to know if my heart misbehaved itself in any way

Men honor what lies within the sphere of their knowledge, but do not realize how dependent they are on what lies beyond it.

Where is that man who has forgotten words that I may have a word with him?