Quotes About Confusion

They say "follow your heart," but if your heart is in a million pieces which piece do you follow?

This mess is a place!

All the world is topsy-turvy, and it has been topsy-turvy ever since the plague.

And to add confusion to confusion, there was the servant, an unceasing menace, that appeared noiselessly at his shoulder, a dire Sphinx that propounded puzzles and conundrums demanding instantaneous solution.

New York's a pretty big town. You might take a wrong turn and get lost." "You know," she'd said sweetly, "you might take a hint and do the same.

Quien desee penetrar a la realidad de las certezas y a la sincronicidad conciente, debe adquirir fuerza. De otra forma sobreviene la confusión, la tristeza y el olvido.

Whether it was their fault or not, they'd gone mad by force of circumstance, they'd lost their reason because nothing in their lives made sense any more.

Where is everything?' Kendall and I chorused.

Where is Winesooth?" she had asked Wiktor, and he had said rather sharply: "On the map, where else?" "But where on the map? Clearly, it's not on mine." "It's got to be," he snapped, grabbing the map from her, then jabbing at it with his finger. "Right there, where it should be." "But that says Lancut," she protested, and when Wiktor looked again at the map he repeated: "It's right here, where I said.

It doesn't do to look too hard into this mystery, which is as far from being simple as it is from being safe. We don't know enough about ourselves. I think it's better to know that you don't know, that way you can grow with the mystery as the mystery grows in you. But, these days, of course, everybody knows everything, that's why so many people are so lost.

There seems to be a vast amount of confusion in the Western world concerning these matters, but love and sexual activity are not synonymous: Only by becoming inhuman can the human being pretend that they are. The mare is not obliged to love the stallion, nor is the bull required to love the cow. They are doing what comes naturally.

It doesn't do to look too hard into this mystery, which is as far from being simple as it is from being safe. We don't know enough about ourselves. I think it's better to know that you don't know, that way you can grow with the mystery as the mystery grows in you. But, these days, of course, everybody knows everything, that's why so many people are so lost.

I wanted to say so many things. Yet when I opened my mouth, I made no sound. And yet - I do not know what I felt for Giovanni. I felt nothing for Giovanni, I felt terror and pity and a rising lust.

doesn't do to look too hard into this mystery, which is as far from being simple as it is from being safe. We don't know enough about ourselves. I think it's better to know that you don't know, that way you can grow with the mystery as the mystery grows in you. But, these days, of course, everybody knows everything, that's why so many people are so lost.

We are controlled here by our confusion, far more than we know, and the American dream has therefore become something much more closely resembling a nightmare, on the private, domestic, and international levels. Privately, we cannot stand our lives and dare not examine them; domestically, we take no responsibility for (and no pride in) what goes on in our country; and, internationally, for many millions of people, we are an unmitigated disaster.

The Lord had given her what she said she wanted, as was often, she had found, His bewildering method of answering prayer.

But, these days, of course, everybody knows everything, that's why so many people are lost.

I could not be certain whether I was really rich or really poor, really black or really white, really male or really female, really talented or a fraud, really strong or merely stubborn. In short, I had become an American. I had stepped into, I had walked right into, as I inevitably had to do, the bottomless confusion which is both public and private, of the American republic.

Confusion is a luxury which only the very, very young can possibly afford, and you are not that young any more.

I won't stop being intelligent. I'll read and argue and think and all that—and I'll make a great point of not thinking your thoughts—and you'll be pleased because I'm sure the resulting confusion will cause you to see that I've only got a finite woman's mind, after all.

In a society that is entirely hostile, and, by its nature, seems determined to cut you down - that has cut down so many in the past and cuts down so many every day - it begins to be almost impossible to distinguish a real from a fancied injury. One can very quickly cease to attempt this distinction, and, what is worse, one usually ceases to attempt it without realizing that one has done so.

She was like a wild animal who didn't know whether to come to the outstretched hand or to flee and kept making startled little rushes, first in one direction and then in the other.

The greatest tragedy that can befall a man is never to know who he really is.

God curse me and my lack of wits! Why don't I know what to do easily?