A mistake is to commit a misunderstanding.

      There seems to be a terrible misunderstanding on the part of a great many people to the effect that when you cease to believe you may cease to behave. To be misunderstood can be the writer's punishment for having disturbed the reader's peace. The greater the disturbance, the greater the possibility of misunderstanding. We are infected by our own misunderstanding of how our own minds work. Where misunderstanding serves others as an advantage, one is helpless to make oneself understood. Moving on is simple, what you leave behind that makes it difficult. A simple friend thinks the friendship over when you have an argument. A real friend knows that it's not a friendship until after you've had a fight. The worst solitude is to be destitute of sincere friendship.


xoxo : Nadia Nadine