Quotes About Confusion

The horrible thought she had had before the accident was that the house she had remembered so vividly was not in Georgia but in Tennessee. Bailey

Fans don't even know what they want at times.

Fashion is what you adopt when you don't know who you are.

Of course cake is not bread. Is this why Americans are fat? You confuse cake with bread?

I am not called for good roles in Malayalam films for reasons which I cannot fathom.

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

I don't even know what a feminist is.

I didn't understand 3-D in the fifties and I can't say I get it now either. I just don't see what the big deal is.

It was tough trying to figure out how to put on all the women's clothes.

When I was young, people were so disgusted by me. Before I even knew that I was gay... everybody else had it figured out and, you know, they were letting you know.

Don't assume I have everything figured out... I get as confused about life as everybody, and sometimes I think I'm just hurtling through the world without a plan at all.

I had no financial support from my parents, but, I suppose, I did have moral support - although they really didn't know what was going on.

Where I fit in is confusing to me.

Anyone who isn't confused really doesn't understand the situation.

Every teenager feels like a freak. It's part of being a teenager, part of the individuation from child to adult - those teenage years are who am I? What am I? Where am I going?

It's hard for people to see you one way, but you're really the other way, so it's kind of like, 'Who am I, who are you?' Sometimes, I confuse even myself.

Growing up as a little kid, you're always told, 'If you see the police, tell us.' So you're like, 'Whoa, are they the bad people or not?' It makes you think.

I am all at once in awe and in confusion at some of the folks I encounter during fashion week, consistently causing me to mutter to myself or whoever's in earshot, 'Is that really necessary?'

I think my whole identity is formed around not knowing where I'm from. It might even be that I find comfort in that confusion.

My whole life has been a lie.

I can't enter into politico-social subjects with any interest, for on the whole, I see that things are in a muddle, and I have no power or vocation to set them right in ever so little a degree.

It has not been an easy cross to bear. It has caused considerable confusion. My husband constantly complained about the awkwardness of being married to a woman whom he called Sister.

One concept corrupts and confuses the others. I am not speaking of the Evil whose limited sphere is ethics; I am speaking of the infinite.

I like to do little obsessed losers, or people who are in over their head, or people who are trying to figure stuff out, or guys whose girlfriends leave them and they don't quite get it. Guys who just don't quite get it.