Quotes About Confusion

Quindi andò via frastornata, con l'impressione di essersi esposta troppo a persone sì di animo buono, ma che, anche se capivano tutto in astratto, in concreto non potevano capirla.

Ebbi l'impressione che si dibattesse per trovare, dall'interno della gabbia in cui si era chiusa, un modo d'essere tutto suo che però le restava oscuro.

And I had become, that was certain, but without an object, without a real passion, without a determined ambition.

But in a confused way I felt that if I ran away with the others I would leave with her something of mine that she would never give back.

Ya entonces había algo que me impedía abandonarla. No la conocía bien, nunca nos habíamos dirigido la palabra y aun así estábamos enzarzadas en una competición continua, en clase y fuera. Pero sentía confusamente que si hubiese salido corriendo junto a las demás, le habría dejado a ella algo mío que luego no me devolvería nunca.

On the other hand I wasn't really depressed. I felt, rather, as if I had left myself somewhere and was no longer able to find myself: I was worn out, that is, by movements that were too quick and barely coordinated, by the urgency of one who is searching everywhere and has no time to waste.

She felt alone, she was secretly waiting for a father who wasn't showing up, she could no longer hold the confusion of that day within the limits of a game.

Yo estaba aturdida, tenía la sensación de que la piel me apretaba demasiado los músculos, los huesos. Esa era la verdadera vida de Carrano. O la falsa, pero a mí me parecía ya más propia de él que la otra.

Understanding, as we understand it, is misunderstanding.

Quando l'amore si trasforma in attesa dell'amore non siamo più in grado di capire cosa sentiamo veramente

Such are the ills of our time, which flounders between apocalypse and normalcy. Are we in a crisis, or aren't we?

I felt a great need to tell him how I was surrounded, overwhelmed, by things of unknown or dubious meaning, things that weren't commensurate to me in any way.

I think I'm falling in love with you. Every day it's harder for me to see the common denominator, to understand what counts as a thing. All the categories that make up a dog—they go blurry and dissolve, I can't tell what anything is anymore. Chills go up the backs of my arms and songs go around my head. "[If I Must Be Put to Death, Let It Be] by Your Aristocratic Little Hand.

There are no sides in suicide.

This idea was carried forward by the British philosopher C.D. Broad who wrote: The function of the brain and the nervous system is to protect us from being overwhelmed and confused by this mass of largely useless and otherwise irrelevant knowledge, by shutting out most of what we should otherwise perceive.

Sometimes I don't even know if I'm extremely happy or extremely sad. It happens a lot when I think of you

Everybody knew everything now. Or did everybody know nothing? Nobody knew anything... Nobody could know everything.

Sometimes I can't tell the difference anymore, between beauty and desolation. Isn't that weird? Sometimes I don't even know if I'm extremely happy or extremely sad. It happens a lot when I think of you.

Algunas veces ya no puedo ver la diferencia entre la belleza y la desolación. (...). A veces ya no se si estoy extremadamente triste o extremadamente contenta. Me pasa mucho cuando pienso en ti.

All true language is incomprehensible, Like the chatter of a beggar's teeth.

Without sarcasm I sink into chaos.

Todo necio confunde valor y precio

Difícil es interpretar los sueños que desatan el haz de nuestros propósitos para mezclarlos con recuerdos y temores.(...)Son estos sueños memorias de lo pasado, que teje y confunde la mano torpe y temblorosa de un personaje invisible: el miedo".

She looked around and wouldn't understand how she'd reached this point, by what sum of errors, as if after a long, difficult journey she found herself in the wrong station, her suitcases on the ground, the train she'd been on disappearing in the distance and no other in sight, and nobody in the station, not even an open clerk's window where she could consult timetables or buy another ticket.