Misunderstand me correctly.
~ Jean Sibelius, to his critics
I try to be charitable toward myself. It’s more difficult extending that generosity to others when the possibilities of misapprehension are so entertaining. Years ago, an employee at a hostel in Ireland winkingly confided to me that the little hamlet of Timoleague contained ‘sex pubs.’ I was scandalized; it didn’t seem that sort of place at all. A stroll through town with a friend showed me my mistake: there were exactly six pubs in Timoleague, and not one of them was a brothel.