I Quotes
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“I don't trust men. Give them a finger, they will put a wedding ring on it.”
Source: Yet Another New Land
“I don't trust men. They gave us the right to vote.”
Source: The New Land
“I don't trust my own answers anymore. I'm too twisted up with rage, too hooked in the millennium. But I find myself combing the past these days, dreaming dreams without sleep, puzzling over any guys, the gay and the straight and the inbetween. Somewhere in there is a
horror of love, and to try to kill the beast in them, they take it out on us. Which is not to say I don't chastise myself for halving the world into us and tbem. I know that the good guys aren't all gay, or the bad all straight. That is what I am sifting for, to know what a man is finally, no matter the tribe or gender.”
Source: Becoming a Man: Half a Life Story
“I don't trust myself with you." It had to be said, even if I hated admitting it to him and myself.”
“I don't trust people. The good part is, i don't really have to. I've surrendered my faith to the Higher power, and it's unconditional love for me. Who am i to question it's motives? Even if there are things i can't understand. This is why there's no need to trust people - if they are on my path, it means they are good for me.”
“I don't trust people who can fall asleep with jeans on.”
“I don't trust pine trees. They're far too secretive for my liking.”
Source: The Haunting of Lily Frost
“I don't try and make sensuality fit into my world. I make my world fit into my sensuality.”
“I don't try to analyze my style now or I might lose it. Right now it's automatic and I don't want to become too conscious of it.”
“I don't try to compete with anybody else. I got to be me. When people who are afraid to be themselves ask me what to do, I tell them, "Don't be a coward. Don't be influenced by other people. You know who you are. If you don't, you need to find out pretty soon. You can't live your life trying to please other people. Go for it!”
Source: Behind the Seams: My Life in Rhinestones
“I don’t understand any language but the language of kindness. When you are kind, I can hear and understand you the most.”
“I don't understand boys.”
Source: See How They Run
“I don't understand dating.. and the other things that people do.. all I know is that you ought to find the one you recognize. The one who gives you four arms, four legs, four eyes, and has the other half of your heart. There's only one of those, so what are all the other things for? Like dating?”
“I don't understand,' Gamache said finally, bringing his eyes back to Myrna. 'Can you explain?'
Myrna nodded. 'Pity and compassion are the easiest to understand. Compassion involves empathy. You see the stricken person as an equal. Pity doesn't. If you pity someone you feel superior.'
'But it's hard to tell one from the other,' Gamache nodded. 'Exactly. Even for the person feeling it. Almost everyone would claim to be full of compassion. It's one of the noble emotions. But really, it's pity they feel.'
'So pity is the near enemy of compassion,' said Gamache slowly, mulling it over.
'That's right. It looks like compassion, acts like compassion, but is actually the opposite of it. And as long as pity's in place there's not room for compassion. It destroys, squeezes out, the nobler emotion.'
'Because we fool ourselves into believing we're feeling one, when we're actually feeling the other.'
'Fool ourselves, and fool others,' said Myrna.
'And love and attachment?' asked Gamache.
'Mothers and children are classic examples. Some mothers see their job as preparing their kids to live in the big old world. To be independent, to marry and have children of their own. To live wherever they choose and do what makes them happy. That's love. Others, and we all see them, cling to their children. Move to the same city, the same neighborhood. Live through them. Stifle them. Manipulate, use guilt-trips, cripple them.'
'Cripple them? How?'
'By not teaching them to be independent.'
'But it's not just mothers and children,' said Gamache.
'No. It's friendships, marriages. Any intimate relationship.
Love wants the best for others. Attachment takes hostages.' Gamache nodded. He'd seen his share of those. Hostages weren't allowed to escape, and when they tried tragedy followed.”
Source: The Cruelest Month
“I don’t understand hospital chaplains that try to rob my patients of their anger. Sometimes anger is a key motivator that gets people to take action. Anger can push a cancer patient to jump out of his hospital bed, walk down to the nurses station and scream, “I am getting the hell out of here!”. There is a misconception that God is simply sweet and passive. Actually, God can be quite cunning, manipulative and relentless with his children. What we consider as negative traits are actually helpful in molding us. He will use a negative emotion if needed to push people to do things that will change them for the better. He will allow people or situations to derail us if there is a chance that those interactions will push us forward. Personally, I don’t want a God that is going to send some church member to my deathbed with a plate of cookies and tell me to have faith. Actually, I rather have a God that screams, “Get the hell off your ass, stop feeling sorry for yourself. Walk down the hall with that Physical Therapist so you can get on with your life!" A little anger in a person can push them to do amazing things.”
“I don't understand how can people hold faith and reasoning in the same head. To my understanding, faith, like love, is blind.”
“I don’t understand… how even after loving you so much, I became the reason for your sadness? I don’t know what more I could have done…and I don't know whether my efforts were not enough, or you were blind and never saw anything...”
Source: Life Simplified: Quote - Unquote
“I don't understand how I can know so little about love and how it works. How I can be so bad at it when it's all I've ever wanted.
All I've ever known is about leaving or being left.”
Source: The Dark and Hollow Places
“I don’t understand how I could have believed you were a warm, affectionate, and tenderhearted person! You’re obviously as prickly as a porcupine and any man who comes close to you will end up with a face full of quills!”
“I don't understand how meat like you survived to adulthood.”
Source: Blindsight
“I don’t understand how some people take pride in being rude. It’s like they think harsh words or cold behavior make them look strong and unbreakable, but in reality, it shows how small their heart are. You know, softness doesn’t make a person weak; it shows strength. Being rude might get attention for a moment, but it leaves emptiness behind. I have realized that respect and gentle words build bridges, while rudeness only burns them.”
Source: Life Simplified: Quote - Unquote
“I don't understand how the pain of losing him can be a pale shadow in comparison to the pain of finding him again.”
Source: The Revolution of Ivy
“I don't understand how you can live with an open heart. Everyone hurts you. Why don't you protect yourself better? Put up walls?
"What if the thing your heart needs most is right on the side of that wall? I know it's dangerous to expose yourself to everything the world wants to throw at it, to everyone who wants to take something for themselves. But I still leave it open, just in case something beautiful comes in.”
Source: Icon and Inferno
“I don't understand humans." Caradoc shook his head. "It takes their brightest minds decades to plan an unmanned voyage to the nearest planet, which can take a year to travel each way. Yet they expect there to be aliens travelling distances it takes light decades to reach us, just for a weekend of bum fun with a total stranger without asking their permission, before dropping them off where they found them. They're just dying to believe the weirdest, least plausible things possible.”
Source: Gods Just Want To Have Fun
“I don't understand. I didn't get my COVID stimulus. I didn't get any pussy in college. Had to work pretty fucking hard... especially when I was a kid... Im an alcoholic. Possibly because they didn't give me any pussy in college. Why the fuck did my parents drag me to America? I don't understand. I really don't get it. What's good about this? What?”
“I don't understand', I say,'why they care what I think, as long as I'm acting how they want me to.'
'You're acting how they want you to now', he says,'but what happens when your Abnegation-wired brain tells you to do something else, something they don't want?”
Source: Divergent
“I don’t understand,” in a quavering, half-broken voice, a voice that devastates Tatiana; it’s the desperate, despairing I DON’T UNDERSTAND of someone who understands all too well, in fact, and what they understand is this; no one is safe; no one is protected from the attack which comes just like that, without warning, pitiless, merciless; and you are absolutely alone when the suffering begins”
Source: In Paris with You
“I don't understand it all, but when heaven decides to invade earth, who are we to argue?”
Source: To Save A King
“I don't understand it all,' said Thomas [to Nathan]. 'I've wondered all my life what I owe to love. There was a time I felt that because I loved a man, he was in my debt--that he'd made me love him, and so he owed me his love in return. And now he is dead, and I can never receive even a part of what I gave! But the world turned and I came to believe that all we owe to love is humility and gratitude that we were ever loved at all. You think it's humble to say it cannot be real--that she's [Grace's] mistaken, since you're not free. But that's a kind of pride. Real humility is submitting with wonder and gratitude to being loved--real wisdom is submitting with wonder and gratitude to being loved--real wisdom is understanding how amazing it is, how improbable and really absurd, that she was summoned out of nothing, as we all were, and happens to breathe this air when you breathe it, and see this world when you see it, and that out of all the billions of fellow travelers it is your word she waits for as she sits alone in her room! Well: that's a responsibility and probably a terrible one, and I can't help you with it. You must work out your own salvation with fear and trembling, and let me work out mine.”
Source: Enlightenment
“I don't understand, Jem. I don't understand why you'd leave me. Why would you that?”
Source: Numbers
“I don’t understand models. They starve… for food.”
Source: Yet Another New Land
“I don't understand," Olivia said. "How did Penny sewing and unsewing make for the Trojan War?"
"Penelope was Odysseus's wife," Philippa explained. "He left her, and she sat at her loom, sewing all day, and unraveling all her work at night. For years."
"Why on earth would someone do that?" Olivia wrinkled her nose, selecting a sweet from a nearby tray. "Years? Really?"
"She was waiting for him to come home," Penelope said, meeting Michael's gaze. There was something meaningful there, and he thought she might be speaking of more than the Greek myth. Did she wait for him at night? She'd told him not to touch her... she'd pushed him away... but tonight, if he went to her, would she accept him? Would she follow the path of her namesake?
"I hope you have more exciting things to do when you are waiting for Michael to come home, Penny," Olivia teased.
Penelope smiled, but there was something in her gaze that he did not like, something akin to sadness. He blamed himself for it. Before him, she was happier. Before him, she smiled and laughed and played games with her sisters without reminder of her unfortunate fate.
He stood to meet her as she approached the settee. "I would never leave my Penelope for years." He said, "I would be too afraid that someone would snatch her away." His mother-in-law sighed audibly from across the room as his new sisters laughed. He lifted one of Penelope's hands in his and brushed a kiss across her knuckles. "Penelope and Odysseus were never my favored mythic couple, anyway. I was always more partial to Persephone and Hades."
Penelope smiled at him, and the room was suddenly much much warmer. "You think they were a happier couple?" she asked, wry.
He met her little smile, enjoying himself as he lowered his voice. "I think six months of feast is better than twenty years of famine." She blushed, and he resisted the urge to kiss her there, in the drawing room, hang propriety and ladies' delicate sensibilities.”
Source: A Rogue by Any Other Name
“I don’t understand,” Oraeyn whispered hoarsely.
“It is not for us to understand,” Ina replied, her face clearing as she listened to Kaitryn. “It is for us to travel to the very edge of the light we are given.”
“And then?” Oraeyn asked.
A radiant smile beamed across Kaitryn’s face. “And then we jump with swords drawn, a battlecry on our lips, and we beat back the darkness.”
Source: Minstrel's Call
“I don’t understand people’s constant
need to pretend that as a species we are good on a primary level, when in fact we’ve had prisons and punishments for thousands of years and people still do whatever the fuck they want, that should clue us in that we are all wired with evil and malevolent intent. Then I realize as long as you don’t get caught in your iniquities, it really doesn’t matter to anyone.”
“I don't understand people who are obsessed with making things last. We don't even last! Don't we all die? But is that what matters? Because I think what matters is that we lived! A boy once asked me, "What if we don't last forever? That's my fear." I told him, "Why would that matter, after we've already lived?”
“I don't understand people who say, "I don't give this to people, or that to people; because nobody gave it to me before..." But that is exactly why you should give it! Because you know exactly what it feels like not to have it! And you never want another person to feel the way that you did!”
“I don’t understand,’ said the boy. ‘I thought aesthetic decisions could be completely immoral. What about the cliché of the artist who leaves his wife and children so he can paint? Or Nero playing the harp while Rome burned?’
‘Both were moral decisions. Both served a higher good, in the mind of the artist. The conflict lies between the morals of the artist and the morals of society, not between aesthetics and morality. But often this isn’t understood; and here comes the waste, the tragedy. An artist, stealing paints from a store, for example, imagines himself to have made an inevitable but immoral decision, and then he sees himself as fallen from grace; what follows is despair and petty irresponsibility, as if morality were a great glass world which can be utterly shattered by one act. But this was not my great concern then. I did not know these things then. I believed I killed animals for aesthetic reasons only, and I hedged against the great moral question of whether or not by my very nature I was damned.”
Source: Interview with the Vampire
“I don’t understand skinny jeans. I don’t understand why people like them, wear them, or buy them. If I want something to hug my calves that tight, I would get a dog that follows me around and humps my legs all day.”
“I don’t understand someone like you! You let people create rumors about you! Yes, they set you up, but do you know who gave them the power to do that? You! And your silence! I don’t know who taught you this, but suffering in silence is no way to live, Amelia! How can anyone help you if they don’t even know something is wrong?”
Source: The Pack Outcast
“I don’t understand suicide,” Neil said. “Staying alive has always been so important I can’t imagine actively trying to die.”
“He wasn’t,” Andrew said, like Neil was being stupid. […] “He wanted a way out for a little while, a few hours where he didn’t have to think or feel. Problem was he picked an out that’s easy to die on. That’s his fault.”
Source: The Foxhole Court
“I don’t understand the psychology of love or love of psychology. However, what I understand is that understanding is the key.”
Source: Outlet from Loneliness
“I don't understand this irony - valuable things like cars, gold, diamond are made up of hard materials but most valuable things like money, contracts and books are made up of soft paper.”
“I don’t understand what makes them come out like that!”“Hunger,” said Jem. “Were you thinking about blood?”“No.”“Were you thinking about eating me?” Will inquired.“No!"“No one would blame you,” said Jem. “He’s very annoying.”
Source: Clockwork Angel
“I don't understand what's wrong with me. My heart races sometimes and I feel like I'm afraid of something.
But there's nothing there.”
“I don't understand what you want", I say. "We're made through pain. Suffering. Through torment, blood, and tears.”
Source: An Ember in the Ashes / A Torch Against the Night / A Reaper at the Gates
“I don't understand why asking people to eat a well-balanced, vegetarian diet is considered drastic, while it is medically conservative to cut people open.”
“I don’t understand why destiny allowed some people to meet, when there’s no way for them to be together.”
“I don't understand why everyone loves you and feels this need to protect me against you or warn me against you." It was insulting, to tell the truth. Everyone just assumed she'd roll over... "Everyone just automatically assumes that you're after me and that I'm going to fall for you. It's insulting.”
Source: Home Torn
“I don't understand why liberals can't see that Democrats, Komunists, Kleptocrats, Autocrats, and Plutocrats are all the same: They all use the poor to get rich and to get in, gain money, and gain power. The sad part is that poor people are poorly educated by their education system, which is funded by them. That's why they can't see why they are poor. Liberals think Democrats are for them, but they fail to see that their education system is not about school choice! This is why I stop voting for Democrats because I think people should have school choices, and that's why I support gun rights because I don't trust them to come and save us!”
“I don't understand why people care so much about showing that they are good; because I am rather comfortable with having badness, quite okay with being inexplicable. They tire themselves so. The light is beautiful; but light can't hide treasures like the darkness can.”