Quotes About Confusion

Just exactly what's up on this train? It seems bughouse to me.

Uncertainty creates panic.

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

I'm not very good at telling things. I mean if I write things, I get them perfectly clear, but if I talk, it always sounds the most frightful muddle.

Oh, you still don't understand,' he said impatiently. 'I've fallen in love with her, and I'd like you to give me a divorce as soon as it can be arranged.' I suppose, with those words, that part of my life–my happy, successful confident life–ended. It was not as quick as that, of course–because I couldn't believe

It's the muddle-headed loyalty of friends and relations that makes a detective's life so difficult.

Sarah said frowning: "I don't understand doctor Gerard. He seems to think - " "Something is rotten in the state of Denmark," quoted Poirot. "You see, I know your Shakespeare.

It makes one feel such a fool," said Mrs. Oliver, ruefully, "not to be able to be definite.

Heart failure may always be translated as the inability of the local GP to discover what his patient really did die of...

mucho. —¿Y yo? —¿Tú? —Sí, yo. —¡Oh, yo no podría! —¿Por qué no? —No, porque no puedo.

Father looked thoughtfully at the two women facing him. Mother and daughter. There was, he noted, a strong superficial likeness between them. He could understand how for one moment in the fog he had taken Elvira Blake for Bess Sedgwick.

It is puzzling, I admit, but perhaps we shall find some explanation later. We come now to the evening, and the visit of the mysterious lady. I confess that that fairly baffles me,

My ideas were completely upset. I could not see Ackroyd taking a hairdresser into his confidence,

It was like a nightmare. He had gone in a brisk, cheerful man. He came out like a drunken one—reeling a little on his feet, and with a queer dazed expression on his face.

Carl Reiter shook his head. He said helplessly: "I guess I don't know anything at all, sir.

Everyone looked at each other. Somehow—nobody quite knew what to say. 'All rot, of course,' said Ronnie with an uneasy laugh.

Had I been looking at the case upside down?

Jag förstod ingenting. Jag hade inte den blekaste aning. Jag ville mest bara tre saker. Bli fri, skriva få orgasm.

I hardly trust myself to write about him. I do not know what I should write about him.

It's not easy in this phosphorescent gloom telling waking dreams apart anyhow.

There comes a time when you swim or sink so I jumped in the drink 'cause I couldn't make myself clear. Maybe I wrote in invisible ink, oh I've tried to think how I could've made it appear.

Man may try, and try and try. He may fly to reach the sky! But despite his best efforts, when things don't happen... Man is confused and wonders, 'Why?'... Man breaks down and begins to Cry.

The more I learn, the less I know: the less I know, the less I understand: the less I understand, the less I can relate; I know you're crazy.

Janie's a pretty typical teenager — angry, insecure, confused. I wish I could tell her that's all going to pass, but I don't want to lie to her.