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Every danger loses some of its terror once its causes are understood.

Wittgenstein likes to assert: "Whereof we cannot speak we must be silent". But skilfully using our hands and manipulating our thoughts can be plausible options to make ourselves understood. So, if we can__ say it, we can show and depict it. Whereof we cannot speak we can paint! ("Happy days are back again")

That was the thing about her. When you told her about an incident where you so badly screwed up, half expecting her to laugh at you in amusement, half anticipating a smirk of disgust, she would hardly express her pity or maybe she did express what she felt, for she would just nod her head, gesturing you to go on... As if it's normal... As if you're normal.

Jesus was a man for simple people. He didn't make his messages incredibly complex. If you were a person that had the eyes to see and the ears to hear... then his message was easily understood.

You know you do not understand yourself if everyone seems to understand you.

If you can get others to believe that your random guesses are actual answers, they__l never guess that you never understood the question in the first place.

Usually it is through loss that the true value of anything is fully understood.

My discourse leads to the truth; the mind is great and guided by this teaching is able to arrive at some understanding. When the mind has understood all things and found them to be in harmony with what has been expounded by the teachings, it is faithful and comes to rest in that beautiful faith.

A person who doesn__ understand both sides of an issue can__ relate to the side he is trying to sway, so his words will bounce off of them without leaving any impression.

I believe that the best advocates of a certain issue are the ones that fully understand both sides

I looked at him, into his warm gray eyes, and suddenly understood what he was trying to tell me. The message hidden beneath the

Knowing you, I understood myself.

To understand and be understood is to be at peace

When you maintain silence, you would have said to have understood the world.

I finally understood that what we put into the world, into the universe, often has a way of coming right back to us.

Every book has to wait for the right time to be read and understood.

Jealousy is when their reflection in the mirror that is your progress, is attacked rather than appreciated, begrudged rather than understood.

Politics, as the word is commonly understood, are nothing but corruptions.