Quotes About Interpretation

Did God dictate every single word [in Torah]? I don't know!

Philosophers should not only interpret our beliefs; when they are false, they should change them.

Not the historians. No, not them. Their greatest crime is that they presume to know what happened, how things come about, when they have only what the past chose to leave behind—for the most part, they think what they were meant to think, and it's a rare one that sees what really happened, behind the smokescreen of artifacts and paper.

No, the fault lies with the artists," Claire went on. "The writers, the singers, the tellers of tales. It's them that take the past and re-create it to their liking. Them that could take a fool and give you back a hero, take a sot and make him a king.

Now, then. What does 'fucking' mean?

A standing cock is quite blind, my dear," he said at last, eyes still shut. "Surely you know that, physician that you are.

Jamie replied with what I had come to think of as a "Scottish noise," that indeterminate sound made low in the throat that can be interpreted to mean almost anything. This particular noise seemed to indicate some doubt as to the likelihood of such a desirable outcome.

On ne pense qu'à quoi ? – Tu sais très bien ce que je veux dire. – Pour ça, oui. Je me demandais simplement... c'est une insulte ou un compliment ? J'ouvris la bouche, puis la refermai, lui renvoyant son regard rêveur. – Si la chaussure sied à ton pied, enfile-la, déclarai-je.

Claire's hands moved when she talked, rising long and white in the air, as though she would catch the future between them and give it shape, would hand Jamie her thoughts as she spoke them, smooth and polished objects, bits of sculptured air.

Boxing the Jesuit?" Stephan nudged Grey with an elbow, and raised thick blond brows in puzzlement. "Cockroaches? What does this mean, please?" "Ahhh…" Having no notion of the German equivalent of this expression, Grey resorted to a briefly graphic gesture with one hand, looking over his shoulder to be sure that none of the women was watching. "Oh!" Von Namtzen looked mildly startled, but then grinned widely. "I see, yes, very good!

A vida entre acadêmicos ensinara-me que uma opinião bem expressada em geral é melhor do que um fato mal expressado no que diz respeito a progresso profissional.

They should have been ridiculous, and perhaps they were.

You can't possibly have said what I think you said." "Indeed I did," he said, his normal dry edge returning.

French, spoken by a number of people at a distance, strongly resembles the quacking conversation of ducks and geese, with its nasal elements. English, on the other hand, has a slower pace, and much less rise and fall in its intonations. Spoken at a distance where individual voices are impossible to distinguish, it has the gruff, friendly monotony of a sheepdog's barking.

But it was something to do with the paintings Ã¢â'¬Â¦

The door opened again a few minutes later, and Jamie emerged, no more than six feet away. His mask of cool reserve was in place, but I knew him well enough to see the marks of a strong emotion under it. But while I could see it, I couldn't interpret it. Excitement? Apprehension? Fear and joy mingled? Something else? I had simply never seen him look that way before.

Talkin' like dogs fightin'," he explained. "Grrrr! Wuff!" He growled, shaking his head in illustration like a dog worrying a rat, and I saw Fergus's shoulders shake in suppressed hilarity. "Scots for sure," I said, trying not to laugh.

appealing than truth and rationality. The words

Ah? Oh, it means honeylips, all right. More or less." "But—" "It's no your mouth he was referring to, Sassenach," Jamie said dryly.

Un libro —cualquier libro— tenía un significado que iba mucho más allá de su contenido para un hombre que hubiera vivido en un tiempo en el que se tenía muy poco acceso a la palabra escrita

About "historians", family or otherwise:"Their greatest crime is that they presume to know what happened, how things come about, when they have only what the past chose to leave behind-for the most part, they think what they are meant to think and it's a rare one that sees what really happened, behind the smoke screen of artifacts and paper.

We don't sing about eating local produce or growing beards or anything like that. It's funny to find yourself in a position where people associate you with things that are completely arbitrary to your songs.

People are going to assume whatever they want to assume.

I think when you're being creative, you still attach it to reality somehow.