understanding-oneself-and-others

Love is when you can understand each other's silences.

Maturity is when you can understand someone's silences and the pauses between those silences...

I understand we all have our differences. But while learning about history I've read about white people coming together, Jews coming together, Spanish coming together, different cultures and religions understanding and coming together despite their differences. Slavery was never something that shocked me. What shocks me is how black people have not yet overcome the odds and we're such strong smart people. Why we can't just stand together?

You will never get the best out of anyone professionally unless you understand what motivates and makes them tick personally - as a human being

Learn the truth...never assume.Understand the plight...never judge.Put yourself in someone's shoes...never hurt.Think before you act, reason before you react.

In times of division and strife, build bridges to the hearts of those clouded by anger, hurt, hatred, and ignorance, so you can help open and understand their minds and hearts, and they can understand yours.

When you choose to look down on something, you render yourself incapable of understanding it.

I really tried, or so I thought, to avoid lying, but it seemed to me that they forced it on me by the difference in their vision of things, so that I was always transposing reality for them into something they could understand.

The fact is no one has understood me in entirety till now!

It's very strange that WE always wish to listen good for ourselves from others, but at the same time becomes tough for us to speak good for OTHERS.

Then he asked me which one I thought was most likely to happen. I wish I knew. I really do. But I don__. You__ think that after living with these people for fifteen years I__ know a little something about them. But right now I feel like I don__ know my parents at all. I guesswhen you get down to it, I__e never really thought about them as people. They__e always been my parents. Now I have to think about them as people with feelings. What a pain.The funny thing is, I bet they feel the same way.

He used to annoy me with sophistry that we all chose our destiny. Then one day I told him that that__ great when fate offers you a nice set of destinies to choose from, but when you find yourself choosing between risking being raped, tortured and killed, or moving to another country to live like an alien without tongue, money or understanding, you are buggered either way. And that__ not even to mention how easily he could navigate through the mine filed of his mistakes...

The conflicts we have with the outside world are often conflicts we have within ourselves.

All hate is hurt, all compassion is understanding

We must resist in-group thinking and practice seeing every soul as a brother or sister in a larger grouping of humans on earth.

There's an old saying that great writing is simple but not easy, and so it is. The search for that one plain but inobvious [SIC] word that will do the work of five, the agony of untangling a complex idea that has become a mess of phrases in the writer's mind, the willingness to keep doing it over and over again until it is right--all of that plus some luck yields prose so clear that it seems a child could have written it.

Go! Yes, You! Go! I will not force you to like me; I will not force you to love me. Unconditional love has a condition inside it but there is no you in me. If I know my real me, then I know your real you. I know your value in me and I also know my value in you. If your value is not in me and my value is not in you, then I will not force you to like me; I will not force you to love me, so go!

In life we all should learn to forgive but never forget. Best way to learn from our mistakes.