Quotes About Confusion

what are you supposed to do if you are a manically depressed robot? No, don't bother to answer that, I'm fifty thousand times more intelligent than you and even I don't know the answer. It gives me a headache just trying to think down to your level.

There was a terrible ghastly silence. There was a terrible ghastly noise. There was a terrible ghastly silence.

They threw themselves back to the ground that seemed to spin hideously around them. "What was that?" hissed Arthur. "Something red," hissed Ford back at him. "Where are we?" "Er, somewhere green." "Shapes," muttered Arthur, "I need shapes." The

He pressed the entry for the relevant page. The screen flashed and swirled and resolved into a page of print. Arthur stared at it. "It doesn't have an entry!" he burst out.

Damn it and blast it, he thought, and felt the need of some guidance and advice. He consulted the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. He looked up guidance and it said See under ADVICE. He looked up advice and it said see under GUIDANCE.

There was a terrible ghastly silence. There was a terrible ghastly noise. There was a terrible ghastly silence. The

decided to start smaller again. New York has gone. No reaction. He'd never seriously believed it existed anyway. The dollar, he thought, has sunk for ever. Slight tremor there. Every Bogart movie has been wiped, he said to himself, and that gave him a nasty knock. McDonald's, he thought. There is no longer any such thing as a McDonald's hamburger. He passed out. When he came round a second later he found he was sobbing for his mother.

Üzüntü ve ÅŸaÅŸk?nl?k içinde ba??n? sallad???n? duyabiliyorum. Ama endiÅŸelenme. Her ÅŸey hoÅŸ bir ÅŸekilde z?vanadan ç?k?yor.

It wasn't that she wanted to be difficult, as such, it was just that she didn't know how or what else to be.

For a moment or two the old man didn't reply. He was staring at the instruments with the air of one who is trying to convert Fahrenheit to centigrade in his head whilst his house is burning down.

All systems have failed me. In five minutes I'll be fine again for a while, but right now the inside of my head feels like Niagara Falls without the noise, just this mist and churning and no real sense of where earth ends and heaven begins.

I don't understand beauty.

I don't know. I don't know at all. And that's what's frightening the life out of me. To have no idea....

He felt lost without his hatred–lost and afraid. About Mickey Argyle

Melchett said gloomily, 'Well, we know where we are -- or rather, where we aren't!' 'Where we aren't expresses it rather better, sir.

Eh bien, then, you are crazy, or appear crazy or you think you are crazy, and possibly you may be crazy.

The mind is confused? Is it not so? Take time, mon ami. You are agitated; you are excited—it is but natural. Presently, when we are calmer, we will arrange the facts, neatly, each in his proper place. We will examine—and reject. Those of importance we will put on one side; those of no importance, pouf! blow them away!

He did not know- he simply did not know. But he felt he ought to know.

It's odd, isn't it, why farce so often seems to get mixed up with tragedy?

Everything's the matter.

The mind is confused? Is it not so? Take time, mon ami. You are agitated; you are excited—it is but natural. Presently, when we are calmer, we will arrange the facts, neatly, each in his proper place. We will examine—and reject. Those of importance we will put on one side; those of no importance, pouf!"—he screwed up his cherub-like face, and puffed comically enough—"blow them

Being in love has a very bad effect on men - it seems to addle their wits.

I neither see nor comprehend. You make all these confounded mysteries, and it's useless asking you to explain. You always like keeping something up your sleeve to the last minute.

The mind is confused? Is it not so? Take time, mon ami. You are agitated; you are excited—it is but natural. Presently, when we are calmer, we will arrange the facts, neatly, each in his proper place. We will examine—and reject. Those of importance we will put on one side; those of no importance, pouf!"—he screwed up his cherub-like face, and puffed comically enough—"blow them away!" "That's