Quotes About Confusion

Wall Street, in the main, hates uncertainty, which manifests itself in depressed share prices of companies whose prospects lack 'visibility.' But where the market can err is in confusing uncertainty with risk.

I feel like I was wandering around like a lost chicken for the first two years of my career.

All the perplexities, confusion and distress in America arise, not from defects in their Constitution or Confederation, not from want of honor or virtue, so much as from the downright ignorance of the nature of coin, credit and circulation.

I come from a strong religious background, and I had a very conservative upbringing. So I was nervous, and confused. Here I was wanting to be Whitney Houston, so why did I have to dress in lingerie to do that? I didn't get it.

I wouldn't know a space-time continuum or warp core breach if they got into bed with me.

Against expectations I was charmed by Gehry's Edgemar development, which housed the Santa Monica Museum of Art, and positively awed by the Bilbao Guggenheim. That Gehry is a great artist I have no doubt, but talent and determination are no warrant against confusion, nor are they a guaranty to produce great art.

I landed the role of Bravo 5, the only female fighter pilot in 'Star Wars: Episode I - The Phantom Menace.' I did my bit and fired my guns, but I haven't a notion of which side I was on or who I was firing the guns at.

I don't get 'Star Wars.' I just don't.

My washing machine overwhelms me with its options and its sophistication.

Fond and protective equals love? I wasn't sure whether to laugh or cry.

Without another word, she hurried up the stairs. I hoped Jason had locked the bathroom door. Knowing Tiffany, she was hoping for an "accidental" locker room preview. Oops, sorry! Thought this was my bathroom. I'm always confusing the left side of the hallway with the right. Silly me.

Hey, Ernessa, where the fuck are you?

She was going to drink after her shift was finished. "That kind of drinking where you make a wilderness and tear a path in. You meet someone else there, deep in the woods. Go home together. Claw your way toward each the through the booze, confusion, misery, horniness.

I'm no good. I'm telling you I'm crazy. Nothing in my life will ever be what you deserve. I internalize everything, and don't tell anyone how I feel. I'm reckless where others are careful. I'm also completely at a loss. I have no idea how to keep what I want most," he says. He didn't use the word "fuck" once. He's honestly telling me how he feels. "You.

I don't understand, Jem. I don't understand why you'd leave me. Why would you that?

Sometimes, when things are confusing, we try and make sense of it our own way; we find ways of coping up.

We sleep together in the dark but confuse light with love.

You meet people in Hollywood that are famous, and you're not sure what they got famous for.

And my problem was that I always tried to go in everyone's way but my own.

Perhaps to lose a sense of where you are implies the danger of losing a sense of who you are.

Some people confuse the respect that has been earned by fear with the respect earned by love. They are not the same.

Mark Twain said on one occasion, "It is not those parts of scripture that are hard to understand that most disturb me, but those parts that are so clear!

We die of words. We are hanged, drawn and quartered by dictionaries. We walk in the vale of shadows. It is an age of hobgoblins.

The intricate maze of philosophy of the various schools is said to clarify matters and to reveal the Truth, but in fact it creates confusion where none need exist. To understand anything there must be the Self. The Self is obvious, so why not remain as the Self? What need to explain the non-self?