Katherine RundellI do, I’m afraid, understand books far more readily than I understand people. Books are so easy to get along with.
About This Quote
The saying, “I do, I’m afraid, understand books far more readily than I understand people. Books are so easy to get along with” is an example of how complicated relationships can be. It’s not that you don’t like someone, it’s that you don’t like how they act. This doesn’t mean that one person is right and the other is wrong; rather the two of you do things differently and it creates some conflict.
The person who wrote this quote understands that there are many different ways of doing things, but realize that there are also many ways of acting. When you think about it, this is true of pretty much everything in life.
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