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Quotes About Understanding

Who knows more about male weakness: you or me? Use my knowledge, Sage.
~ Richelle Mead
I find more peace with you.
~ Richelle Mead
Fine, I guess it's ok then. Go ahead." "Huh? What's ok?" "It's okay if you marry my brother.
~ Richelle Mead
There was a lot of apologizing going on, but I realized that was how it was with people you cared about. You forgave each other and moved on.
~ Richelle Mead
I don't balance you like you need." "What the hell does that mean?" he exclaimed. My heart ached for him, and I was so sorry for what I'd done...but this was the truth of it all. "The fact that you have to ask says it all. When you find that person...you'll know.
~ Richelle Mead
Not true," said Adrian. "All guys mean the same thing when they want to 'get to know a girl better.' You're a wellbred young lady, so I understand why you'd be too innocent to understand. Good thing you've got me here to interpret.
~ Richelle Mead
I love you, and beneath all that logic, calculation, and superstition, I know you love me too.
~ Richelle Mead
You should know better.? ?I?ve never known better,? he countered. ?You should know that.
~ Richelle Mead
Look, Rose. You don't have to keep up with the hard-to-get thing. You already got me.
~ Richelle Mead
We all screw up. Everyone makes mistakes. That's what she did. It was bad judgment, that's all. You don't cut off the people you love for mistakes like that.
~ Richelle Mead
No, no. It's always a good time for you to call, Roza.
~ Richelle Mead
I'm guessing whatever 'ways' you have in mind aren't Jill-appropriate either." "Put your books away and I'll show you.
~ Richelle Mead
Didn't understand love? Was she crazy? If she only knew what I'd sacrificed for Dimitri, what I'd done to be where I was now . . . all for love. She was the one who couldn't understand. Love wasn't a fling in a back room at a party. It was something you lived and died for.
~ Richelle Mead
It wasn't the kind of touch that said, Hey, I've got a plan, so hang in there because we're going to get out of this. It was more like the kind of touch that simply said, You aren't alone. It was really the only thing he could offer. And in that moment, it was enough.
~ Richelle Mead
Whoa, Dimitri," I said, tossing my bag on the floor. "I realize this is actually a current hit in Eastern Europe right now, but do you think we could maybe listen to something that wasn't recorded before I was born?" Only his eyes flicked toward me; the rest of his posture remained the same. "What does it matter to you? I'm the one who's going to be listening to it. You'll be outside running.
~ Richelle Mead
What have I done?" I whispered. Jill put her arm around me, but it was Dimitri who spoke. "What you had to.
~ Richelle Mead
I know," she said, guessing my thoughts. "I know exactly how you feel." "Does it get easier?" I asked. Unlike Sydney, Olena had an answer. "Yes. But you'll never be the same.
~ Richelle Mead
Weirdly, an image of Adrian's Love painting came back to me. I thought of the jagged red streak, slashing through the blackness, ripping it apart. Staring at Jill and her inconsolable pain, I suddenly understood his art a little bit better.
~ Richelle Mead
How was it that Adrian Ivashkov, who never seemed to take anything seriously was the only one among these "responsible" people who paid attention to such small details? How was he the only one to really understand the magnitude of what I was feeling?
~ Richelle Mead
Okay,' I said quietly. 'I'll do whatever you say. Just remember not to talk down to me. I'm not your student anymore. I'm your equal now.' He glanced away from the side of the road just long enough to give me a surprised look. 'You've always been my equal, Roza.
~ Richelle Mead
The Alchemists' beliefs are my beliefs," I say quickly. She arched an eyebrow. "Are they? I would hope your beliefs would be your beliefs." I'd never thought about it that way before, but I suddenly hoped desperately that her words were true.
~ Richelle Mead
Aaron would never make up anything like that." "That's because Aaron doesn't say anything that requires words of more than one syllable.
~ Richelle Mead
Well. Like I said, I dont want to fight anymore. I dont want us to hate each other. And ... well ... I squeezed my eyes shut and then opened them. No matter how I fee about us ... I want you to be happy
~ Richelle Mead
She laughed softly. "Therapy isn't so much about what I think as you do." "Then why do it at all?" "Because we don't always know what it is we're thinking or feeling. When you have a guide, it's easier to figure things out. You'll often discover that you already know what to do. I can help you ask questions and go places you mihgt not have on your own." "Well, you're good at the qujestion part." I noted dryly.
~ Richelle Mead