Quotes About Interpretation

Analyzing dreams is much like walking on water. There are a limited number of people who do it well.

I need words that mean more than they mean, words not just with height and width, but depth and weight and, and other dimensions that I cannot even name.

Do you ne'er think what wondrous beings these? Do you ne'er think who made them, and who taught The dialect they speak, where melodies Alone are the interpreters of thought? Whose household words are songs in many keys, Sweeter than instrument of man e'er caught!

Nise: Bien lo merece Eliodoro, griego poeta divino. Celia: ¿Poeta? Pues parecióme prosa. Nise: También hay poesía en prosa.

The inner reality of history is so unlike the back of the cards, and it takes so long to get at it, which does not prevent us from disbelieving what is current as history, but makes us wish to sift it, and dig through mud to solid foundations.

I am bound to furnish my antagonists with arguments, but not with comprehension.

Some women use their tongues—she look'd a lecture, Each eye a sermon, and her brow a homily, An all-in-all sufficient self-director

Journalism — a profession whose business it is to explain to others what it personally does not understand.

We go through life mishearing and mis-seeing and misunderstanding so that the stories we tell ourselves will add up. We fill in gaps that make no sense because we want to believe something.

interpret a thing in exactly the same way. The world is dynamic in that respect

And an author can never claim his Story is complete until it has been read by a reader, and only then can the circle be closed. A Story can never remain static, either. For each new reader brings to the Story afresh his own unique set of past experiences, giving him a peculiar lens through which to conjure different emotions out of the very same words . . .

the human mind is not an objective recorder of information . . .

You kissed first," he said. "On the cheek!" "On the cheek, on the lips. All the same to me. Female, kiss. Male, excited. Do I have to explain simple facts of life to you? »

Stifle it,' Longmore told the boy. He needed a clear head to find his way through Sophy's rabbit warren of a mind. He couldn't do that and translate the boy's deranged version of English at the same time.

Women don't have a sense of humor," Bertie said. "They don't need one. The Almighty made them as a permanent joke on men. From which one may logically deduce that the Almighty is a female.

Razum joj je govorio da za njegovo ponašanje mora postojati nekakav glup, tipi?no muški razlog koji ?e ona prije ili kasnije razumijeti, i da ?e se pokazati kako sve to nije imalo nikakve veze s pokušajem da joj povrijedi osje?aje, ili da u?ini da se osjeti neželjenom, ili poduzme da je obuzmu bilo kakve druge mra?ne primisli kakve je trenuta?no proživljavala.

Religion is hard. You either see Jonah in the belly of the whale or you don't, my dark sister. It's all on the inside.

People don't have to tell you their stories with words because they always act them out for you.

why did you tell me to look on the 'other' table instead of 'that' table?

My left brain is doing the best job it can with the information it has to work with. I need to remember, however, that there are enormous gaps between what I know and what I think I know.

The greatness of the tattoo artist lies in her ability to gauge the degree to which she can push her art before the art kills the canvas.

A great deal of what many Americans hold dear is nowhere written on those four pages of parchment, or in any of the amendments. What has made the Constitution durable is the same as what makes it demanding: the fact that so much was left out.

The Constitution is ink on parchment. It is forty-four hundred words. And it is, too, the accreted set of meanings that have been made of those words, the amendments, the failed amendments, the struggles, the debates—the course of events—over more than two centuries. It is not easy, but it is everyone's.

The work of the historian is not the work of the critic or of the moralist; it is the work of the sleuth and the storyteller, the philosopher and the scientist, the keeper of tales, the sayer of sooth, the teller of truth.