Quotes About Understanding

To see we must forget the name of the thing we are looking at.

The best listeners listen between the lines.

You are my life, but you are not my purpose.

What can we do? We cannot enforce. We try to explain. We want to empower. But no one can come and change them if they do not want themselves -Ahmed Maalim Mohamed

Once I understood Bach's music, I wanted to be a concert pianist. Bach made me dedicate my life to music, and it was that teacher who introduced me to his world.

I actually think with age comes some level of wisdom.

Catching others' feelings is why some people think that they have too much empathy; they are overly sensitive to others' feelings and as a result can feel taken over, manipulated, conned, and so on. Sufficient boundary strength permits you to be empathic without experiencing the negative effects. Until

A man is given the choice between loving women and understanding them.

Don't try to understand! It's enough if you do not misunderstand.

And spirituality or what you call "religion" is mainly to understand this: that you don't require anything, you are a part of the totality, or reality.

If you take people to be what they think themselves to be, you will only hurt them as they hurt themselves so grievously all the time. But if you see them as they are in reality, it will do them enormous good.

Awareness is ever there. It need not be realized. Open the shutter of the mind and it will be flooded with light.

On the verbal level everything is relative. Absolutes should be experienced, not discussed.

Don't Let's Be Beastly to the Germans

You can't impart what you don't possess.

Not everything children experience has to be put on their level in order to do them good. Some things must be. But not everything.

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Por vezes Mary falava e Fara escutava uma efusão de gaélico que não compreendia; por vezes era Fara que falava a Língua para uma Mary completamente em branco. Curiosamente, as palavras não eram importantes. O que importava era a representação das emoções nas expressões do rosto, a expressividade das mãos, o que a voz transmitia, segredos que os olhos contavam

I tell myself that some might be saved if I knew more.

Art exists not inside the piece itself, but inside the mind of the viewer.

people can say all kinds of things without ever opening their mouths...

But then isn't that what marriage is, two people fighting for land rights to the same six inches?

Staring up at me, hearing my tired voice, he reached out his tiny hand. He knew me, even though he had never seen me before. And I knew him. He was the love I'd been trying to express my whole life.

His job is to communicate information and ideas, and how is he supposed to do that when language itself has become meaningless?