Quotes About Understanding

Catch more flies with honey . . . although I'd never quite understood the value of the expression. Mother had used it all the time while we were growing up and even as a child, I'd questioned why anybody would want to catch flies unless you were a goblin and used them for croutons. Linda

Experience is the best teacher- Personal but also vicarious

Say Sorry is not a Shame but a Solution

After all, only women are able really to love.

Perhaps they don't realize where they were, so they went on living.

You've always been fond of understanding people too well." "They should arrange not to be understood quite so easily.

The baby understands that its mother loves it. [...] Words have their origin in baby talk, so words have their origin in love.

Si tu n'arrives pas à le dire avec des mots,n'en parle pas: ce n'est pas grave...

Natürlich ist es töricht, um jeden Preis von anderen verstanden werden zu wollen. Mir war das früher auch gleichgültig, aber als ich sah, daß Sie an einem Menschen wie mir doch irgendwie interessiert sind, war ich auf der Stelle entschlossen, Ihnen alles zu zeigen.

Man is a foolish creature who wants above all to have someone else know about him.

Mensen zijn dwaze wezens, die graag willen dat anderen weten wie zij werkelijk zijn.

To be able to see into a friends' dream is a dream in itself. -Doctor K?saku Tokita (Paprika)

I have often had the fancy that there is some one Myth for every man, which, if we but knew it, would make us understand all he did and thought.

I would be -- for no knowledge is worth a straw -- Ignorant and wanton as the dawn.

We begged you, Lord, to divide right from wrong and instead you divided the waters above the firmament from those beneath it. We begged for the knowledge of good and evil, and you gave us all kinds of rules and regulations like the rules of soccer

Always run after opportunities to create peace between people, to find ways to bridge differences, please. Because as long as one person continues to feel separation… …we'll all still feel it. Close the space between you and someone today. Seeing their essential goodness helps a lot.

And how I flattered myself From time to time with proving to myself Nothing in you could be unknown to me. You don't belong to the mind's calculations, And you disproved each of my demonstrations, Since to be unexpected is your truth.

My love will come will fling open her arms and fold me in them, will understand my fears, observe my changes. In from the pouring dark, from the pitch night without stopping to bang the taxi door she'll run upstairs through the decaying porch burning with love and love's happiness, she'll run dripping upstairs, she won't knock, will take my head in her hands, and when she drops her overcoat on a chair, it will slide to the floor in a blue heap.

In the ancient world, this was understood by the Christians, our only (if very imperfect) predecessors: Humility is a virtue, pride a vice; We comes from God, I from the Devil.

Homo sapiens is only man, in the fullest sense of the word, when his grammar contains no question marks, only exclamation marks, commas, and periods. And so today, at

A quiet fool is half a sage.

We have no desire for revenge. We harbor no hatred towards you. We, like you, are people who want to build a home, to plant a tree, to love, live side by side with you in dignity, in empathy, as human beings, as free men. We are today giving peace a chance and again saying to you in a clear voice: Enough.

To say we know a person is to write that person off.

Sometimes I imagine that writing is a survey I carry out, asking everyone I encounter, in reality or in fiction: How much of your life is lived to be known by others? To be understood? How much of your life is lived to know and understand others? But like all surveys the questions are simplifications. How much does one trust others to be known, to be understood; how much does one believe in the possibilities of one person's knowing and understanding another.