Quotes About Interpretation

The accepted version of certain facts is not necessarily the true one.

There is no greater mistake in life than seeing things or hearing them at the wrong time. Shakespeare is ruined for most people by having been made to learn it at school; you should see Shakespeare as it was written to be seen, played on the stage. There you can appreciate it quite young, long before you take in the beauty of the words and of the poetry.

What's wrong with Shakespeare?" I{Jerry} inquired in interest. " Twisting himself up to say things in such a difficult way that you can't get at what he means. Still, I like some Shakespeare.

Always the facts must be twisted to fit the theory!

I know, Hastings—I know. The spoken word and the written—there is an astonishing gulf between them. There is a way of turning sentences that completely reverses the original meaning.

Io non sono brava come voi, Monsieur Poirot. Metà delle cose che mi avete detto mi sembravano fatti sconclusionati e senza senso. Anche a me erano venute delle idee, ma da un angolo completamente diverso..." "Ah, ma è sempre così", disse Poirot senza scomporsi. "Uno specchio mostra a tutti la stessa verità, ma ognuno la vede da angoli diversi, a seconda della posizione che ha rispetto a esso.

You seem to have explanations for everything, Mr. Poirot." "That's his speciality,

Race nodded. He had only met George's wife once. He had thought her a singularly lovely nitwit—but certainly not a melancholic type.

To a historian that always is a difficulty. At what point in history does one particular portion of history begin

Ah, but that is always so," said Poirot quietly. "A mirror shows the truth, but everyone stands in a different place for looking into the mirror.

Sarah said frowning: "I don't understand doctor Gerard. He seems to think - " "Something is rotten in the state of Denmark," quoted Poirot. "You see, I know your Shakespeare.

You seem to be a sensible young woman and I don't suppose you've thought much about world politics which is just as well, because as Hamlet very wisely remarked, 'There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.

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He listened for a minute or two and then I saw his face change. His own side of the conversation was short and disjointed.

On ülisuur viga lasta inimesel näha või kuulda valel ajal. Enamiku inimeste jaoks kaotab Shakespeare igasuguse võlu seetõttu, et nad koolis on kohustatud teda õppima; Shakespeare'i tuleb laval näha, mängituna nii, nagu autor seda kirjutades ette kujutas. Teatris oskate seda üsnagi noorelt hinnata, ammu enne, kui mõistate sõnade ja värsside ilu.

The only thing I can't make up my mind about is whether it is an insult or a compliment to be considered a potential murderess. On the whole, I think it's a compliment.

Miss Gannett has all the characteristics of my sister Caroline, but she lacks that unerring aim in jumping to conclusions which lends a touch of greatness to Caroline's manoeuvres.

It looks like a hand," he remarked. "But, if you say so, I'm quite prepared to admit that it's a cubist picture of Sunset at the North Pole.

U moje vreme ako je neko bio lud, bio je lud, i nismo se služili nau?nom terminologijom da bismo to ublažili.

He didn't say anything at all about my having been listening—and how he knew I was listening I can't think. He'd never once looked in that direction. I was rather relieved he didn't say anything. I mean, I felt all right with myself about it, but it might have been a little awkward explaining to him.

Meu amigo Hastings, aquele sobre quem lhe falei, costumava me dizer que eu era uma ostra humana. Mas ele era injusto. Sobre os fatos, eu não retenho nada comigo. Mas cada um os interpreta a seu modo.

You've been reading G. K. Chesterton," I said, and Lawrence did not deny it.

In case, I would prefer to say, that some circumstances should strike me in a different light to the one in which it struck you. Human reactions vary and so does human experience. ~Hercule Poirot

It was old Scrymgour. Somebody looked into his church one day. He was leaning out of the pulpit and preaching fervently to a couple of old charwomen. He was shaking his finger at them and saying, 'Aha! I know what you are thinking. You think that the Great Ahasuerus of the First Lesson was Artaxerxes the Second. But he wasn't!' And then with enormous triumph, 'He was Artaxerxes the Third.