Quotes About Understanding

But then I catch Grigg's eye and he looks at me in a way that tells me exactly what he's feeling and I love that look. Suddenly I want to yell out to everyone, "It's a game, these territory wars. They loved eachother.

Most of the nicer guys have girlfriends, and we know this because they make it clear the moment we're introduced, as if to say, "Don't think about it." Those particular guys have absolutely no idea what to do with girls who aren't girlfriends, so at the moment they're at a bit of a dead loss in the friendship department.

She thinks she knows who I am because she thinks who I am is who she tells me I am.

In his time since Sarnak, Froi had come to learn as much about the power of silence as the power of words.

The worst thing about the slivers of light is that you get to catch people's expressions for only a split second; then they disappear again, and in between you are forced to think about what it is that could make a person look so devastated.

He's never asked about her depression in the past, just knew it was there like a big black blob over her head. In Year Eleven they thought it was a one-off because her mother had been sick, but he had seen it once or twice again. Francesca knew the signs and he could tell she fought it with everything she had inside of her.

silence from one party always resulted in information from another.

What is it with that argument? Why is it that you have to jump through hoops of fire to find out that someone's decent? The fact that someone is a bitch on the surface says heaps about them.

You're judging her by her literacy,' Tara says. 'You're a literacist.

A wise man has tolerance for such people. A wise man walks away or finds a means of changing the way they think.

Just ask me how I'm feeling," I want to say. "Just ask and I may tell you." But no one does.

It's kind of like a grief, and it's not a puzzle that you're supposed to work out on your own

Do you think you love him?" Phaedra had once asked. "I don't know really what that is," Quintana had responded in her cold, practical way. Yes, you do, my queen, Phaedra wanted to say now. Quintana's love was unabashed. Wondrous. The type of love that lit a strange, strange face and turned it into a beacon.

People divulge things to you that they would not divulge to anyone else.

Working with them was tough at first, because the Mackees were dealing with their own shit, and most times it was Jimmy who did the talking. Mackee's dad later wrote to say that Jimmy had filled in the silence for them, and it made all the difference

La atrajo hacia él y, por una vez, entendió lo que ella había sentido cada día desde que se conocían.

Mientras le tiembla todavía el cuerpo por las convulsiones, me coge la mano y enlaza mis dedos con los suyos y por primera vez en la vida, desde que tengo uso de razón, siento el dolor de otra persona.

Mirad, recuerdo el amor, eso es lo que la gente no entiende.

Vale más una persona cuando alguien sufre por ella?

When one is silent, those around speak even more

We'll kill each other, Priestling." "I'll win most arguments, but you'll get used to it.

He chanced a look at her and saw the flare of something in her eyes. A salve to the emptiness that sometimes threatened to suffocate him.

They all turned to Lirah, waiting. "We'll kill each other, Priestling," she said softly, but her eyes were bright. "I'll win most arguments, but you'll get used to it," he said. She came to him and pressed a kiss to his cheek. "Thank you." She kissed De Lancey as well. "And thank you." Gargarin took her hand. "And what about mine?" he asked. "I'm the brilliant architect.

All they needed to do was look up close at what it was they were afraid of and they'd probably realise that it wasn't so frightening after all.