Quotes About Confusion

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None of us truly knows what we'll do when the circumstances become so overwhelming and complex that we can't even tell right from wrong.

Ambiguities everywhere should be collected as evidence of ambivalence.

He wouldn't know how to pour piss out of a boot if the instructions were printed on the heel.

Madness," he said quietly, "is as a drop of ink in water. It sends sly tendrils from the afflicted person into everyone around until all are shaded in black. Soon one does not know who is mad and who is not.

I've lost my mind, Alex muttered, grabbing her knives again and stomping back across the kitchen. I woke up this morning a boring little chef on planet earth, and somehow ended up in the Twilight Zone as a third-rate stand-in for Buffy the Vampire Slayer.

What the hell is going on?" Bricker asked with amazement as they watched Victor carry Elvi out. "First Basil's carrying Sherry away, and then Marcus is carting a blubbering Basha off, and now Elvi's sobbing to beat the band and Victor is playing he-man too. Have the women gone crazy or is this an immortal caveman convention?" Lucian reached out and biffed the younger man in the back of the head. "Ow," Bricker complained, rubbing the spot.

Well? Are you going to crouch there and gawk at me or explain yourself? Instead of answering, the girl frowned and asked, Why can't i read you? A short disbelieving laugh slipped from Sherry, but when the girl simply stared at her with bewilderment, she said reasonably, Maybe because I'm not a book.

It's every woman's nightmare. Waking up in a sexy man's bed only to find he doesn't want you? Definitely a nightmare.

I was attacked? I thought I just ran into a tree." "Aye, ye did," he acknowledged. "But when yer squawking woke me up, someone was chasing ye." "Squawking?" she asked with affront. "I do not squawk, husband." His mouth worked briefly and he turned away for another pseudo cough, but then nodded solemnly. "I meant scream. When yer screaming woke me up." "Hmmm

It was only a moment of confusion, but it was carnivorous, and he sensed that by acknowledging it he had allowed it in.

Do you know what the scariest thing is? To not know your place in this world, to not know why you're here. That's - that's just an awful feeling.

We are often most in the dark when we are the most certain, and the most enlightened when we are the most confused.

People who neglect their children in the grossest of ways more often than not will consider themselves the most loving of parents. It is clear that there may be a self-serving quality in this tendency to confuse love with the feelings of love; it is easy and not at all unpleasant to find evidence of love in one's feelings. It may be difficult and painful to search for evidence of love in one's actions.

Good guys don't always win, especially when they are divided and less determined than their adversaries. The desire for liberty may be ingrained in every human breast, but so is the potential for complacency, confusion, and cowardice. And losing has a price.

Truth is eternal. Knowledge is changeable. It is disastrous to confuse them.

Now wonder our youth is confused and in pain; they long for God, for the transcendent, and they are offered, far too often, either piosity or sociology, neither of which meets their needs, and they are introduced to churches which have become buildings that are a safe place to go to escape the awful demands of God.

It does not matter that we cannot fathom this mystery. The only real problem comes when we think that we have.

Meg took a batch of forks from the drawer and turned them over and over, looking at them. "I'm all confused again." "Oh, so 'm I," Calvin said gaily. "But now at least I know we're going somewhere.

There're a lot of things you don't understand. Zachary smoldered his gaze at me. I came looking for you, and then when I found out where you were, suddenly it didn't seem worth it. It wasn't you. It was everything and nothing. Life. Ma's death. Talking to anybody. Not worth it

mother carefully turned over four slices of French toast, then said in a steady voice, "No, Meg. Don't hope it was a dream. I don't understand it any more than you do, but one thing I've learned is that you don't have to understand things for them to be.

She screamed out... and whether it was to help him or for him to help her, she did not know.

she was very frightened because the world had changed all of a sudden and it wasn't hers anymore and she didn't know who owned it.

What part of the human mind or body was so inefficient that it could make you think you loved someone so wildly unsuitable?