Quotes About Misinterpretation

Having blessed with ears does not guarantee that you will understand everything that has been said to you.

Misinterpreting someone on purpose means that your soul has closed its eyes to the truth of the universe, and the heart has become familiar with hate.

Something has gone seriously awry with this Court's interpretation of the Constitution.

Near the heart of my purpose in this book is to suggest that not only have we misread the gospels, but that we have made them ordinary, have cut them down to size, have allowed them only to speak about the few concerns that happened to occupy our minds already, rather than setting them free to generate an entire world of meaning in all directions, a new world in which we would discover not only new life, but new vocation.

Whenever anyone tells you that coronavirus means that God is calling people–perhaps you!–to repent, tell them to read Job. The whole point is that that is not the point.

When he'd been younger and first starting to feel the urge to rut with females - and before he'd grown up to the point where many of the opposite sex found him irresistible - he'd tried to court girls by bringing them meat and shiny things. It turned out he'd scared them. "Most women and girls," Dmitri had told him, "don't know what to do when a man drops a hunk of raw meat in their hands.

Ever since Eve gave Adam the apple, there has been a misunderstanding between the sexes about gifts.

When Milton met Beethoven he said 'I've been told that you cannot hear.' And that was true, but Beethoven read Milton's lips and understood so he nodded his head 'yes.' Unfortunately Milton was blind so he didn't see the head nod and patiently awaited a response until he starved.

Looks are deceiving," Risa says. "After all, when I first saw you I thought you looked reasonably intelligent.

We must keep in mind the story of the statistician who drowned while trying to wade across a river with an average depth of four feet.

Is that true, Ruth?' Mrs Quinty asked, eyes enormous and brows lifted, missing altogether the point of stories.

People think I'm a miserable sod but it's only because I get asked such bloody miserable questions

Reading about Japan in the West is often like looking at a funhouse mirror through a kaleidoscope.

By mid-April Peter, Andrew and ourselves had felt obliged to run a spoof ad entitled 'Freak Out-Schmeak Out' to poke fun at them, but even so promoters who were jumping on the bandwagon, or just plain dumb, failed to get the joke, and their ads were still blithely using the line 'Turn up, shell out, get lost

material for years. It seems that the aliens go to a lot of trouble to acquire material that could be obtained far more easily elsewhere. Unless the genetic theory is wrong. It might be that we are misinterpreting the data, or it might be that we are taking the bait and falling for a neat but incorrect solution designed to distract us from the real answer to the mystery.

Mill was very clear on this point: offence should not be confused with harm.

Women and men communicate differently, often on entirely different planes. But just as men have failed us, we have failed them. It has been one of our great collective female shortcomings to presume that whatever we do not perceive simply isn't there, or that whatever is not communicated in our language is not intelligible speech.

Do not always assume motive where human error will suffice.

I think it's always funny when somebody thinks you're going to do something super sexy and then you don't.

Is it not true that no two human beings understand anything whatsoever about each other, that those who consider themselves bosom friends may be utterly mistaken about their fellow and, failing to realize this sad truth throughout a lifetime, weep when they read in the newspapers about his death?

I cannot love a woman without smothering her with commentary. Proof that if a man is dumb enough, he can do harm without lifting a finger

He mistook, as the cleverest men often do mistake, in underrating the cruelty of women.

Judgement of beauty can err, what with the wine and the dark.

But I recall it a bit differently. I told you that you stank, and you called me daft and told me I ran like a lass.