Quotes About Directionless

Si les plantes sont un monde sans chef, le nôtre est un monde sans pères ni repères : plus aucun modèle d'identification pour tant de jeunes déboussolés !

Una carovana non simbolizza né rappresenta nulla. Il nostro errore consiste nel pensare che vada da qualche parte o provenga da qualche altra. Il significato della carovana si cifra nella sua stessa deriva. Lo sanno gli animali che la compongono, lo ignorano i carovanieri. Sarà sempre così.

When I got out of Job Corps, I was an empty shell. I didn't know what to do with myself.

becoming ever lost.

He went out the front door. The sun was blinding after being in the dim house. He walked back to Perry's car, feeling like a boat without a rudder, trapped in a current. He had no place to go and no idea what to do.

For the first time in my adult life I feel . . . lost.

Awakening begins when a man realizes that he is going nowhere and does not know where to go.

It is like walking in a crowd. A foolish crowd of oddities in a corridor under an enemy city, without an idea of where they are going.

To be alive is to be dizzy and not to know exactly where to go.

We didn't get anything done! She looked around vaguely, then wandered along the corridor to the

It was like looking at a knot, knowing it was a knot, but not knowing how to untie it. I had no map for this life.

I've never been able to plan my life. I just lurch from indecision to indecision.

Life is like a long ride to nowhere in particular.

Nobody has the energy to care anymore. We're all just counting down, passing time. Everyone knows where they're going, and the right now already feels like it's in the rearview.

Everybody knows what's going on, she thought, but nobody knows where it's headed. And soon nobody will remember what the point was.

He had no place to go, and all the time in the world to get there, so detours cost him nothing.

The trouble with the lost generation is that it didn't get lost enough.

After 'Mandy Lane,' I didn't really know what to do because I didn't know anyone who'd made a feature yet.

I have a really terrible sense of direction.

That was when I realized I was leaving my footprints all around the room. The soles of my feet were covered with blood. While continuing to move around, I carefully examined the prints. Suddenly I felt like laughing. They were dance steps. The footprints of St. Vitus. Footprints leading nowhere.

I had no idea what to do with this unexpected life.

swept into the giddy vortex which keeps so many young people revolving aimlessly, till they go down or are cast upon the shore, wrecks of what they might have been

We live at a time when man believes himself fabulously capable of creation, but he does not know what to create.

A missle lost Unprogrammed