Quotes About Confusion

Something was beginning to make me feel panicky and bad again. Maybe it was to have been that lost, to lose sense, even a little bit . . .

I've lost this sentence, I can't even finish it, don't know how—

leaving me with absolutely no sound way to determine where the hell I'm going, though right now going to hell seems like a pretty sound bet.

When the answers arrive the questions are already lost.

I'm too far from here to know anything or anyone anymore. I don't even know myself.

At first, she could not talk. Perhaps it was the sudden bumpiness of love she felt for him. Or had she always loved him?

Awkward. That's exactly how it was when we walked over to our sister and stood on each side of her, looking at her and feeling things and not knowing what to do.

It's chaos out there, and chaos is what we need.

Anhelaba volver a la inconsciencia de entonces, a sentir tanto amor sin saberlo y a confundirlo con las risas y el pan untado con poco más que el aroma de la mermelada. Fue la mejor época de su vida. Aunque quedaría sembrada de bombas

Anhelaba volver a la inconsciencia de entonces, a sentir tanto amor sin saberlo y a confundirlo con las risas.

The suffering faces of depleted men and women reached across to them, pleading not so much for help – they were beyond that – but for an explanation. Just something to subdue this confusion.

A thirteen year olds heart shouldn't feel like this.

What?!" Tommy shouted. His face twitched

Rudy was interested, and confused. The moon was undone now, free to move and rise and fall and drip on the boy's face, making him nice and murky, like his thoughts.

Anhelaba volver a la inconsciencia de entonces, a sentir tanto amor sin saberlo y a confundirlo con las risas y el pan untado con poco más que el aroma de la mermelada.

Today's child is growing up absurd, because he lives in two worlds, and neither of them inclines him to grow up.

Innumerable confusions and a profound feeling of despair invariably emerge in periods of great technological and cultural transitions. Our Age of Anxiety is, in great part, the result of trying to do today's job with yesterday's tools—with yesterday's concepts.

How many times have I asked myself: when is the world going to start making sense? Yet the answer is out there. It is rushing towards me over the uneven ground.

I was soon wondering if I would ever again be able to attend a mass assemblage without my mind starting to play tricks on me. It wasn't like the last occasion, when I became gradually immersed in the logistical challenge of gassing the audience. No.

El deseo de una ética se vuelve tanto más apremiante cuanto más aumenta, hasta la desmesura, el desconcierto el hombre, tanto el manifiesto como el que permanece oculto.

If we look at our history with honesty and clarity we will be forced to admit that our federal form of government has been, from the day of its birth, weakened in integrity, confused and confounded in its direction, by the unresolved race question. It is as if a political thalidomide drug taken during pregnancy caused the birth of a crippled nation.

Hatred paralyzes life; love releases it. Hatred confuses life; love harmonizes it. Hatred darkens life; love illuminates it.

He wished he understood women better. It was a well-known fact that they did not mean half of what they said. But which half did they mean?

Stangerson too!" he muttered. "The plot thickens.