Quotes About Understanding

I see something of a comrade in you. You like a book. Silent revelation on a page pleases you better than a self-bolstering display of verbal spillage. What do you see in me?

Yes, that was the unbearable thing: having to go on, after your life has been ripped apart, while you struggle to understand how in a split second the whole world has unbelievably changed.

We sit together in silence for a while. This is what I have always liked about James. We can make a good silence together. There's something between us that doesn't need words or actions. It settles around us and I can feel it now, hovering gently, ready to wrap me in its nebulous folds, like a delicate lace shawl. I want it to be like this always, something inside us meeting and holding hands, something calm and soothing and healing.

If there is one thing I learned from Maggie it was that you accept people as they are, and you just don't demand more than they want to give.

The pursuit of truth shall set you free - even if you never catch up with it.

The pursuit of truth will set you free; even if you never catch up with it.

Sympathy is the child of imagination

The fear of God is not the beginning of wisdom. The fear of God is the death of wisdom.

I have suffered from being misunderstood, but I would have suffered a hell of a lot more if I had been understood.

Even if you do learn to speak correct English, whom are you going to speak it to?

Information's pretty thin stuff unless mixed with experience.

Creatures whose mainspring is curiosity enjoy the accumulating of facts far more than the pausing at times to reflect on those facts.

One day, when Mr. Lincoln was advocating binding up the wounds of the nation, forgiveness, and reconciliation, Thaddeus Stevens pounded the table and said, "Mr. Lincoln, I think enemies ought to be destroyed!" Mr. Lincoln quietly said, "Mr. Stevens, do I not destroy my enemy when I make him my friend?

She wasn't crying because of the life she led: because, never having led any other, she'd accepted that with her that was just the way things were. But I also think she was crying because, through the music, she might have guessed there were other ways of feeling

Oh, don't pull your hand away from me, I've promised myself that maybe by the end of this impossible narrative I shall understand, oh maybe it will be on Hell's road that I shall be able to find what we need—but don't pull your hand away, even though I now know that the finding has to come on the road of what we are, if I can succeed in not sinking completely into what we are.

There are those who have. And there are those who have not. It's very simple: the girl had not. Hadn't what? Simply this: she had not. If you get my meaning that's fine. If you don't, it's still fine.

I feel happier with animals than with people. When I watch my horse cantering freely across the fields— I am tempted to put my head against his soft, vigorous neck and narrate the story of my life. When I stroke my dog on the head — I know that he doesn't expect me to make sense or explain myself.

The world would only cease to terrify me if I became the world. If I were the world, I wouldn't be afraid. If we are the world, we are moved by a delicate radar that guides.

Suffering for a being deepens the heart within the heart.

But if I hope to understand in order to accept things - the act of surrender will never happen. I must take the plunge all at once, a plunge that includes comprehension and especially incomprehension. And who am I to dare to think? What I have to do is surrender. How is it done? I know however that only by walking do you know how to walk and - miracle - find yourself walking.

Perhaps love is to give one's own solitude to others? For it is the very last thing we have to offer. from "The Gift

Se não tivesse sido eu, eu não saberia, e tendo sido eu, eu soube.

No entender" era tan vasto que sobrepasaba a cualquier entender - entender era siempre limitado-. Pero no-entender no tenía fronteras y llevaba al infinito, al Dios.

Com surpresa descobriu que o conhecia profundamente. Apenas superficialmente é que o desconhecia.