Quotes About Confusion

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As much as it grieves me to say, there are times when getting what one wants yields nothing but confusion. It turns out that what one wants is in fact not at all what one wants. Worse is when you simply don't know what you want. You'd think death would discard such trials. If only it did.

Mlawhlaoblossblayowblagmilebbingoblaiblblafblablallblayarblablabnablahblallblah!' 'What?' 'Bla?' 'Bla?' 'Yarb?' 'Bah! You're stupid and useless and ugly!' 'Blabluablablablahllalalabala, too!' Iskaral Pust scowled at it. The bhokaral scowled back. 'Rat poison!' Pust hissed. And then smiled. The bhokaral offered him a dung sausage. And then smiled.

Errant's horse-humped earhole, what the fuck is this?

Returning to… sanity? Perhaps. But Heboric Ghost Hands had no firm grasp of what sanity was, what it looked like, felt like, smelled like. It might be that he had never known. – TB 486

See this weapon in my hands? One false move and you're nothing but atoms!' Spark tilted its head. 'Confusion! Spark already is nothing but atoms! So is Klang Intruder!

since nothing else made sense.

Reagan called Allen two hours later when he was changing planes in Chicago, asking, "Who is he?" "Who is who?" Allen replied. "Who is this Jeane Kirkpatrick?" "Well, first, he's a she."71

The cellist confuses her. She doesn't know what he hopes to achieve with his playing. He can't believe he will stop the war. He can't believe he will save lives. Perhaps he has gone insane,

You keep saying that. I'm not sure it means what you think it means.

Our ignorance is such that most of us don't realize we're thirsty. Or, if we realize we're thirsty, we look for water in the wrong place. We go into fire looking for cool refreshment. And often we're confused about what our thirst actually is.

Even if it could speak, its stories would have no unfolding of events, no beginnings or endings, just one senseless, single-syllable cacophony of middle.

I'm not sure if my dream is a dream, or a nightmare.

False teaching always does.

I woke up one morning and realized that someone had broken in the night before, and replaced everything in my apartment with an exact replica. I got my roommate and showed him. I said, "Look at this, everything's been replaced with an exact replica!" He said, "Do I know you?"

I'm living on a one-way, dead-end street. I don't know how I got there.

I bought some instant water one time but I didn't know what to add to it.

Right now I'm having amnesia and déjà vu at the same time. I think I've forgotten this before.

I just got lost in thought. It was unfamiliar territory.

Last night somebody broke into my apartment and replaced everything with exact duplicates... When I pointed it out to my roommate, he said, "Do I know you?

I planted some bird seed. A bird came up. Now I don't know what to feed it.

I had amnesia once or twice.

I bought a house on a one-way dead-end road. I don't know how I got there.

The sun got confused about daylight savings time. It rose twice. Everything had two shadows.