— And your defect is to hate everybody.

— And yours, — he replied with a smile, — is willfully to misunderstand them.

What you don’t understand you can make mean anything.

One half of the world cannot understand the pleasures of the other.

The reason why grownups and kids fight is because they belong to separate races. Look at them, different from us. Look at us, different from them.

"I do not understand you."
"Then we are on very unequal terms, for I understand you perfectly well."
"Me? Yes; I cannot speak well enough to be unintelligible."

"They are saying in the Flock that if you are not the Son of the Great Gull Himself, <...> then you are a thousand years ahead of your time."
Jonathan sighed. The price of being misunderstood, he thought. They call you devil or they call you god.

I had to let her go. She's not coming back. The distance is too great. The mountain between us is the one mountain I cannot climb.

It's pathetic how we can't live with the things we can't understand. How we need everything labeled and explained and deconstructed. Even if it's for sure unexplainable. Even God.