Lauren Kate Quotes

I asked you, baby, If you understood- You told me that you didn't, But you thought you would.

We have to realize that when we talk in front of other people about things only we can understand, those people will not be able to avoid getting wrong impressions.

I think I get misinterpreted and misunderstood a lot.

Sometimes I'm confused by what I think is really obvious. But what I think is really obvious obviously isn't obvious.

How was I to know? ... You didn't say anything.""I said lots of things," he corrected gently. "You just didn't hear them.

Maybe, in the final analysis, they saw me as something I wasn't and I tried to turn them into something they could never be. I loved them all but maybe I never understood any of them. I don't think they understood me.

Hitchcock loves to be misunderstood, because he has based his whole life around misunderstandings.

My whole life, people have been like, 'I don't know if you're playing or serious.'

The world is seldom what it seems; to man, who dimly sees, realities appear as dreams, and dreams realities.

We thought that we had the answers, it was the questions we had wrong.

If you are sure you understand everything that is going on, you are hopelessly confused.

Most of the trouble in life comes from misunderstanding, I think,' said Anne.

Often when we think we are knotting one thread, we are tying quite another.

Don't express your ideas too clearly. Most people think little of what they understand, and venerate what they do not.

Between what I think, what I want to say, what I believe I say, what I say, what you want to hear, what you believe to hear, what you hear, what you want to understand, what you think you understand, what you understand...They are ten possibilities that we might have some problem communicating. But let's try anyway...

That is all that happened. Why did you hear something else?

What if everything in the world were a misunderstanding, what if laughter were really tears?

Interpretation blocks reception while masquerading as reception. Rightness does not need interpretation; it requires simple acceptance and nothing else.

With girls, I don't think right. I had a date with one girl, she had mirrors all over her bedroom. She told me to come over and bring a bottle. I got Windex.

Misunderstanding is my cornerstone. It's everyone's, come to think of it. Illusions mistaken for truth are the pavement under our feet.

I spent a lot of time looking at that picture. Wondering what I’d think of that girl, if I was someone else, seeing how easily she sits in her boyfriend’s lap, laughing, with his arms around her. I would have thought her life was perfect, the way I once thought Cass’s was. It was too easy, I was learning, to just assume things.

I lift my arm out of the water. It's a log. Put it back under and it blows up even bigger. People see the log and call it a twig. They yell at me because I can't see what they see. Nobody can explain to me why my eyes work different than theirs. Nobody can make it stop.

To see a shadow and think it is a tree that is a pity; but to see a tree and to think it a shadow can be fatal.

I get a lot of people complaining about my ambiguity, often in cases which there is nothing ambigous at all. As far as I can see, people read it when they were half stoned and listening to the TV. Then they come back and say gee, it's impossible to figure out what's going on in a story.

There's no more usual basis of union than mutual misunderstanding.