Quotes About Understanding

Sen bir insan?n dostunun olmas? ne demek bilir misin? Her ?eyini söyleyebilece?i de?il, hiçbir ?ey söylemeyebilece?in birisinin olmas?. Birlikte susabilece?in biri. Her an ula?abilece?in bir dinlenme gibi. ??te, böyle bir ?eyim var benim. Her ?eyden daha sa?lam, daha de?erli. Böyle bir ?eye sahibim ben.

This is who I am, and I couldn't change if I tried. However, if I had a choice, I wouldn't trade my gift for anything, because I help people. I know what they want, and I give it to them, or I find a way to get it to them. No matter what you think, that can't be bad.

Why does everybody think I argue? I never argue." Skye hesitated. "Or at least, I'm not going to argue as much anymore." "That would be a miracle." Skye chose to pretend she hadn't heard.

It's not right to shoot someone because they're not intelligent.

Even the rest of the cast would feel sorry for her.

Do you think she'll want to later? Rosalind, I mean, not Aunt Claire. I mean, I'm sure Aunt Claire could do football drills if she wanted to, but I'd rather have Ros—I mean…" Tommy had trailed off into an embarrassed silence. Skye

Iantha was a calm mother who didn't believe in adding to the chaos of woe....It was one of Iantha's many skills that she could listen to lots of people speaking at the same time and still get hold of the important parts." (Chapter 2)

His sympathy made tears spring to Lina's eyes. Doon looked startled for a moment, and then he took a step toward her and wrapped his arms around her. He gave her a squeeze so quick and tight that it made her cough, and then it made her laugh. She realized all at once that Doon--thin, dark-eyed Doon with his troublesome temper and his terrible brown jacket and his good heart--was the person that she knew better than anyone now. He was her best friend.

She realized all at once that Doon, thin, dark eyed Doon, with his troublesome temper and his terrible brown jacket, and his good heart---- was the person she knew better than anyone now. He was her best friend. --City of Ember--

Betty's accent was everything Cent's wasn't-deep and New England. Her ending R sounds were more like an H, and her word choices…they'd all but needed dictionaries to understand each other when they'd met the year before.

All readers are good readers, when they have the right book.

les moules — comment dit-on—?

Love isn't really about what we think of the other person, but how we feel about ourselves when we are with that person.

You can make your life so much larger simply be acknowledging everyone else's.

Maybe he's feeling unseen," she said. "It's possible that that's the lesson in all of this, not who sees you but who you can learn to see.

You're not going to do anything, to fix anything," Irene said as she drove me to the office. "You're just going to bear witness to his life. I think sometimes that's the greatest gift we can give one another.

He wanted to understand what she felt, as well as what she thought, and his approving interest and encouragement made her feel deeply known and valued.

put problems into perspective—they give you a means for standing back and getting a better view of a situation

It was really important in my relationship with James Caan that I understood the relationship between the family and the father.

You should never hate anyone, even your worst enemies. Everyone has something good about them. You have to find the redeeming quality and love the person for that.

You didn't need a college degree to become one of the people who knew what was really going on. If you paid attention, you could pick things up on your own.

People are like animals. Some are happiest penned in, some need to roam free. You go to recognize what's in her nature and accept it.

Love's language is imprecise, fits more like mittens than gloves.

I'm talking to you in bed at one in the morning. How mad can I be?" I picture him there, in what, flannel pajamas? Underwear? Nothing at all?