Quotes About Understanding

To love is easy and therefore common - but to understand - how rare it is!

I know I chatter on far too much... but if you only knew how many things I want to say and don't. Give me SOME credit.

There are a great many people who do not understand things so there is no use in telling them.

What a spineless thing I must be not to have even one enemy!

there was something about her that made you feel it was safe to tell her secrets.

There was no mistaking her sincerity--it breathed in every tone of her voice. Both Marilla and Mrs. Lynde recognized its unmistakable ring. But the former understood in dismay that Anne was actually enjoying her valley of humiliation--was reveling in the thoroughness of her abasement. Where was the wholesome punishment upon which she, Marilla, had plumed herself? Anne had turned it into a species of positive pleasure.

Oh, we're very careful, Marilla. And it's so interesting. Two flashes means, Are you there? Three means yes and four no. Five means, Come over as soon as possible, because I have something important to reveal. Diana has just signalled five flashes, and I'm really suffering to know what it is.

You do love me, Gilbert? You haven't said you loved me in so long. "My dear, I didn't think you needed words to know that. I can't live without you.

I hope you don't think I'm one of those terrible people who make you feel that you have to talk to them all the time.

Nobody can keep on being angry if she looks into the heart of a pansy for a little while.

It must be lovely to be grown up, Marilla, when just being treated as if you were is so nice...Well, anyway, when I grow up, I'm always going to talk to little girls as if they were, too, and I'll never laugh when they use big words.

Poor soul, she always knew everything about her neighbors, but she never was very well acquainted with herself.

How are you going to find out about things if you don't ask questions?

Anyone who has sympathy and understanding to give has a treasure that is without money and without price.

Well, anyway, when I am grown up," said Anne decidedly, "I'm always going to talk to little girls as if they were too, and I'll never laugh when they use big words. I know from sorrowful experience how that hurts one's feelings.

Dear God, help him and help the mother . . . help all mothers everywhere. We need so much help, with the little sensitive, loving hearts and minds that look to us for guidance and love and understanding.

I don't know whether it is any use forgiving people or not. Yes, it is, it makes you feel more comfortable yourself.

People who haven't red hair don't know what trouble is.

Can I help you? said Jane. Though Jane herself had no inkling of it, those words were the keynote of her character. Any one else would probably have said, What is the matter? But Jane always wanted to help: and, though she was too young to realize it, the tragedy of her little existence was that nobody ever wanted her help.

Death grows friendlier as we grow older.

How difficult it is to realize that one we have always known can really be dead, said Anne

How sympathetic you look, Anne…as sympathetic as only seventeen can look.

We'll just sit here, said Barney, and if we think of anything worth while saying we'll say it. Otherwise, not. Don't imagine you're bound to talk to me. John Foster says, quoted Valancy, 'If you can sit in silence with a person for half an hour and yet be entirely comfortable, you and that person can be friends. If you cannot, friends you'll never be and you need not waste time in trying.' Evidently John Foster says a sensible thing once in a while, conceded Barney.

It's no wonder we can't understand the grown-ups, said the Story Girl indignantly, because we've never been grown-up ourselves. But THEY have been children, and I don't see why they can't understand us.