Quotes About Understanding

He says a million things without saying a word. I make a note to study David Petrakis. I have never heard a more eloquent silence.

My job is to nod or shake my head, to say "I know what you mean," when I don't, and "That is so unfair," when it isn't.

Every single day, someone asks Mr. Stetman why we have to learn algebra. You can tell this causes him great personal pain. Mr. Stetman loves algebra. He is poetic about it, in an integral-number sort of way. He talks about algebra the way some guys talk about their cars. Ask him why algebra and he launches into a thousand and one stories why algebra. None of them makes sense.

He says a million things without saying a word I have never head a more eloquent silence -Melinda

David stares at Mr. Neck, looks at the flag for a minute, then picks up his books and walks out of the room. He says a million things without saying a word. I make a note to study David Petrakis. I have never heard a more eloquent silence.

When I was little I had no idea what she'd been through. She used to say Affection is a sign of weakness which totally baffled me because she should be both affectionate and strong. I'd give anything to understand all of the layers of tragedy that forced her shell to become so hard.

I need to study David Petrakis. His actions speak louder than word. I've never heard a more eloquent silence.

Mi sgridano perché non riesco a vedere quello che vedono loro.

Dr. StupidParker says that when I'm sad it really means I'm angry and when I'm angry it really means I'm afraid.

I could never, I knew then, lose myself in love. Margery had accused me of coldness, and she was right, but she was also wrong: For me, for always, the paramount organ of passion was the mind. Unnatural, unbalanced, perhaps, but it was true: Without intellect, there could be no love.

How could he have known? How could he know my body better than I did myself? How could he foresee that a thumbnail run up my spine would—) "By God," he murmured throatily into my hair. "I've wanted to do that since the moment I laid eyes upon you.

Light had dawned in the utter darkness.

Mr Mudd, you see but you do not observe.

I wouldn't mention that to him, if I were you.> < Ah, but if you /were/ me, perhaps you would.> --Pirate King, chapter 9

ratiocination.

Forgiving himself came easy to him. His, he'd come to realize, was a forgiving nature.

No, liebchen, not if it's too painful for you to talk about it." "Devious sheenie bastard." "Devious, yes. Sheenie, yes. Bastard, no. What did you used to do in bed?

One must know a great many unimportant things in order to know those few things which are important.

What does it all

thought of the classic definition of a Unitarian:

Love Yourself And Let The Other Person Have It Your Way

Somewhere in the heart of experience there is an order and a coherence which we might purprise if we were attentive enough, loving enough, or patient enough.

I have decided to leave Clea's last letter un-answered. I no longer wish to coerce anyone, to make promises, to think of life in terms of compacts, resolutions, covenants. It will be up to Clea to interpret my silence according to her own needs and desires, to come to me if she has need or not, as the case may be. Does not everything depend on our interpretation of the silence around us?

What do you believe? You never say anything. At the most you sometimes laugh.