Besides, do any of us understand what we are doing? If we did, would we ever do it?

She doesn't want you to understand her. She knows that's impossible. She just wants you to understand yourself. Everything else is negotiable.

We do know that no one gets wise enough to really understand the heart of another, though it is the task of our life to try.

None of us understand what we're doing, but we do beautiful things anyway.

She's a woman, you're a dude. You're not <i>supposed</i> to understand her. That's <i>not</i> what she's after.... She doesn't want you to understand <i>her</i>. She knows <i>that's</i> impossible. She just wants you to understand <i>yourself</i>. Everything else is negotiable.

I don’t know what’s the matter with people: they don’t learn by understanding; they learn by some other way — by rote, or something. Their knowledge is so fragile!

You do not understand even life. How can you understand death?

I’m not sure we can understand another country if we don’t understand our own.

Each of us assumes everyone else knows what HE is doing. They all assume we know what WE are doing. We don't...Nothing is going on and nobody knows what it is. Nobody is concealing anything except the fact that he does not understand anything anymore and wishes he could go home.

Why can't they understand the way we feel? They just don't trust what they can't explain. I know we're different, but deep inside us we're not that different at all.

Unless you really understand others, you can hardly attain your own self-understanding.

Your problem is, you're trying to understand it. You need to just do it.

We cannot understand. The best is perhaps what we understand least.

"I perceive I have not really understood any thing, not a single object, and that no man ever can."

-from "As I Ebb'd with the Ocean of Life"