Quotes About Confusion

That's the worst thing about dementia: it gets you every time. Sufferers look and act the same but beneath the familiar exterior something quite different is going on. They're in another world and you cannot enter.

People laugh at me because I don't even know what I'm doing tomorrow.

I can't even plan tomorrow.

A leader who is confused or confusing causes too much anxiety, and a leader who is too controlling is revealing more insecurity and a lack of leadership.

I think I lie way too much to even know what I've lied about.

To some people, Common Core means what it actually is, which is a set of standards. That's not necessarily most people. To other people, Common Core is a new curriculum that's been implemented at their school that they don't understand. It's applying new teaching tools.

There's a confusion sometimes with the laptop being the current tools and where electronic music initially comes from.

Anyone who isn't confused or conflicted on the topic of Israel probably isn't looking into it too deeply.

I don't think that 'The Weight of the World' is all about politics. It's like, how the environment and how the natural topography of this planet would ever fall into a political division, debate, just leaves me confused.

From the moment when he catches sight of the light of the world, a man seeks to find out himself and get hold of himself out of its confusion, in which he, with everything else, is tossed about in motley mixture.

By my mid-20s, I was a total mess.

A great epiphany: I found out that I'm totally confused and I'm good with that. I'm consistently inconsistent. I'm all of the above. I'm OK. I'm a work in progress. That's my next tattoo somewhere.

What bugs us, or should, is our lack of understanding about what is actually happening.

But honest physicists admit that we don't truly understand quantum mechanics.

What in the world is going on with that?

I thought I had made a mistake, but I was mistaken.

The whole worl's in a state o' chassis.

my mother's wits were now in an attic of her head which had neither door nor stair, or at least none that I could find.

Something had happened to that sorrow. It had gone rancid in him, he thought; it had boiled down to something he didn't understand. The pith of sorrow was in the upshot a little seed of death.

Because I thought it was still possible everything was all right. Why did I think that? Because I had not heard otherwise. I was in the middle of a mystery.

Why am I telling you all this? Because of course it might explain if not excuse her enormous desire that Tom should not endure so confused a life as hers, and was a slave to her own ideas of rectitude, as only a person who thinks they have fallen can be.

The executed men were cursed, and praised, and doubted, and despised, and held to account, and blackened, and wondered at, and mourned, all in a confusion complicated infinitely by the site of war.

Lost something?' Yes, my mind.

What sort of life is it if you can't distinguish between madness and reality?