Quotes About Confusion

My old mother, she has no idea what's going on in this world.

There are so many times I turn on the radio, and I hear a guy, and I have no idea who it is because it sounds like four other people.

I'm not an aristocrat. I have no idea what that is.

I didn't have any real idea that I was going to be an artist; I had no idea what that meant.

I have no idea what's going on in the fashion industry.

We are leaving the E.U. But we have no idea where we are going.

Sometimes I'll be in circles, and I'll say I'm a jazz singer, and they have no idea what that means.

Miles didn't know what to believe.

few people in the department. Like him, they recognized the name but couldn't place it.

Until yesterday, had someone even suggested that she go out with a guy with his past, she would have laughed aloud or - more likely - been offended. She should have simply said good-bye after he'd walked her to her car last night. The very Idea of the two of them going out today was absurd, and yet. . . she had asked him , and she had trouble remembering exactly how that had happened or what she'd been thinking. And yet, Colin was. . . magnetic

avoid you. I want to avoid you." He stared at her, plainly confused.

He claims not to be drinking, but I don't think he knows what this means.

It's no wonder we're all such a mess, is it? We're like Tom Hanks in Big. Little boys and girls trapped in adult bodies and forced to get on with it.

The fuck?" he said. "The fuck?" said Jess. "The fuck what?" "It's an American abbreviation," said Martin. " «The fuck?» means «What the fuck?» In America, they're so busy that they don't have time to say the «what».

I loved them, and would always love them. But there was no place where they could fit anymore, so I had nowhere to put all the things I felt. I didn't know what to do with them, and they didn't know what to do with me, and isn't that just like life?

What was he doing with her? How on earth could he love her? But he did. Or, at least, she made him feel sick, sad, and distracted. Perhaps there was another way of describing that unique and useless combination of feelings, but "love" would have to do for now.

And she liked me. She liked me . She liked me. She liked me. Or at least, I think she did. I think she did. Etc.

So the whole conversation is going right off course. It's like a supermarket trolley with a wonky wheel, because all the time I'm thinking, this should be easy to push along, and everything I say just takes me in the wrong direction.

In other words, it is impossible: we cannot function properly, and the evening ends in confusion and awkwardness, and very early.

I can't tell you how good and bad I felt. Yes I can: I felt like a baked Alaska.

Is that thing actually going round? I can't tell

Martin had to explain to me that if I didn't have a computer, then I wouldn't have an e-mail address. I wasn't sure whether I'd have one or not. I thought it might have come in one of those envelopes you throw away.)

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I can't believe I told you all those things and we've ended up talking about how great I am.' 'But we're not. You've confused the two thnigs again. You're not great. You're a shallow, feckless, self-indulgent... wanker.' 'Thanks.