Quotes About Confusion

De radeloze man bezocht een aantal boekhandels en bladerde in tientallen albums van Suske en Wiske maar vond geen spoor van gelijkenis met de verfrommelde, vlekkerige brochure die hij opgerold in Celia's jaszak had gevonden en waarin Suske met een volwassen lid Wiske sodomiseerde terwijl ze beiden op een schommel zwierden en Tante Sidonie zich bezighield met een Coca-Colafles.

In any case, Jinnah died within a year of independence, leaving his successors divided, or confused, about whether to take their cue from his independence eve call to keep religion out of politics or to build on the religious sentiment generated during the political bargaining for Pakistan.

Because every desire has its proper object...people spend their lives wanting things the shouldn't. The world confuses them into taking heir love and aiming it where it doesn't belong...All it takes to be happy is to love the right things, in the right amounts. Not money. Not books. People. Adults who don't understand that never feel fulfilled...

They go on like that and I can't understand, really I can't, what it's all about, and yet I feel terrible.

This volume should clear up much of the confusion regarding events of the last millennium—artistic, geopolitical, philosophical, et al.

Ideological muddle-headedness, political

I should like to think that had I been around at the time I would have been a convinced anti-Nazi engaged in the underground resistance fight. However, I know really that I would have been as confused and felt as helpless as most of the people I am writing about

As Courtney Hall passed through the streets of Great Yu, it was repeated at every tram halt, every public breakfast stall, every Food Corps costermonger's barrow, anger and confusion and shouting voices, a ball of confusion gathering a thousand, ten thousand, a million, ten million souls into itself as it rolled behind Courtney Hall through the boulevards of Yu.

booths—all empty; she saw people who could not even read thrust arms, hands, fingers through the press of bodies around the news-vendors' machines to tear a sheet fresh off the printer and struggle to understand just what it was in those squiggling lines that was standing the world on its head.

Rebus drank his coffee and felt his head spin. He was feeling like the detective in a cheap thriller, and wished that he could turn to the last page and stop all his confusion, all the death and the madness and the spinning in his ears.

if a theorem is geometrically obvious why prove it? This was exactly the attitude taken in the eighteenth century. The result, in the nineteenth century, was chaos and confusion: for intuition, unsupported by logic, habitually assumes that everything is much nicer behaved than it really is.     Good

Whirly bits of confused thought stormed my mind.

Sorry about what happened to your brother Robert." I didn't even understand what she was talking about. I had to wait until I got settled in at Ironwood and was allowed to make a phone call. My daughter told me that my brother Robert was dead.

What can you do with a person who says that he is absolutely uncertain about everything, and that he is absolutely certain about that?

All life is struggle, says the Sufi, but the struggle must be a coherent one. The average man is struggling against too many things all at once. If a confused and incomplete person makes money, or becomes a professional success, he still remains a confused and incomplete person.

Much religious teaching in the world is in reality a confused or deteriorated form, very different from its roots.

Cuando el sentido ha abandonado a una cabeza, debería ser llamada cola.

Muchas enseñanzas religiosas en el mundo son en realidad una forma confusa o deteriorada, muy diferente a sus raíces.

A la propaganda ya no le interesaba convencer, sino provocar una cacofonía sobre diferentes versiones para que no se estuviese seguro de nada.

we're lost where the mind can't find us utterly lost

A snail is mugged by three turtles, but when the police ask the snail to give a description of what happened, all he can say is, "I don't know, officer. It all happened so fast!

The head spins in theoretical disarray; no explanatory model suggests itself; bizarre ontologies loom. There is a feeling of intense confusion, but no clear idea about where the confusion lies.

You're riding a runaway train into a tunnel that leads into a station where there's a welcome-home party from all your worst nightmares

Daniel's chocolate eyes studied her, and a wave of heat stung her cheeks. What did he think? He said nothing, just raked her with a gaze that made her feel self-conscious and gangly. He stood and held out his hand. I'd better take my gun. Confusion thickened her tongue. Your gun? I'll have to protect you from the other men. He grinned but the admiration in his eyes was clear.