Quotes About Directionless

Not to mention Graceless, Pointless, Feckless and Aimless, who are all under-producing and their milk is sour and they won't go anywhere near the yard.

I don't know where I'm going, but I'm on my way.

was a planless life, hopeless, and without direction. I was merely living from day to day: yesterday seemed long ago and tomorrow was too far away.

Like much else nowadays I leave it feeling stupid, like a man who lost his way long ago but presses on along a road that may lead nowhere.

What are you going to do with yourself, Ed? I asked. I don't know, he said. I just go along. I dig life. He repeated it, following Dean's line. He had no direction. He sat reminiscing about that night in Chicago and the hot coffee cakes in the lonely room.

Ultimately what I'll do next is up in the air for me.

If you don't have your code, you got nothing to hold you down. You just drift, any way things blow you.

To have no particular aim was to open grand possibilities...

Why should she want to live? We were doing nothing, we were going nowhere, we were nobody.

I do not know where to go, but I have been on the road.

We live in times where the speed of our life is increasing but leading us nowhere.

He's a real nowhere man, Sitting in his Nowhere Land, Making all his nowhere plans for nobody. Doesn't have a point of view, Knows not where he's going to, Isn't he a bit like you and me?

The youth of Punjab is directionless in the absence of job opportunities which drag them deep into the drug net.

There was a small point in my life in law school, right before I moved to Newark, when I didn't know what I wanted to do, and I felt so lost.

We are leaving the E.U. But we have no idea where we are going.

He hated this feeling of free-floating, just drifting from place to place, thought to thought, without any sense of anchor or root.

I have no idea where they're go­ing with this.

y estamos sin control ni salvación ni dirección ni escapatoria, y estamos muertos.

Dad wouldn't be able to find his own butt with a map and a fully charged Ass Detector.

Finn drifted around, rootless and aimless as dandelion fluff in the wind.

Alone! Alone! No beacon, far or near! No chart, no compass, and no anchor stay!

When you're going nowhere, anywhere's a better place to be.

No one with him to tell him he must eat, he must go practice, he must sleep. Freedom. The trouble was, he didn't know what to do.

I want to go home, thought Ender, but I don't know where it is.