Quotes About Confusion

Poor guy's head is spinning!

The rain and the smell of night pulled at me. Confused me.) Everything means a choice, she had said, getting one thing and losing one. The love still held me, but all at once I could, despite the rain, admit to myself what I really wanted was this clarity.

We need to learn how to honor and use a practice for as long as it serves us—which in most cases is a very long time—but to look at it as just that, a vehicle, a raft to help us cross through the waters of doubt, confusion, desire, and fear.

In hell it is difficult to tell people from other people.

My dear child, you have no idea what is happening. Your life, the way you know it, is coming to an end. You just wait and see what is going to happen to us!" I thought to myself, what the hell is she talking about? The Russian soldiers seemed so friendly and kind.

Notice this rent in my garment; I am at a loss to explain its presence! I am even more puzzled by the existence of the universe.

If you are not confused, you don´t know what is going on.

I'm not sure if it's good to have freedom or not. I'm really confused now.

Brookfield High School. How may I direct your call? No, sir, this is not a waste- disposal unit, I'm afraid you have the wrong number.

Could you just gather your shock and confusion into a little handkerchief-size and save it for later.

I'm screwed up, mixed up, messed around, dive-bombing, crashing and burning.

Elvis doesn't share our gift of matrimonial telepathy, though. And he did have a plastic brain. He still looked clueless.

Unofficially the cops are saying it's a suicide.

I WOKE WITH a start, my head hurting, aching all over. For a moment I didn't know where I was. Indeed, I felt so fuddled I didn't even know who I was. Hetty Feather, Sapphire Battersea, Emerald Star? I had three names now.

When we asked, What do you love? Sylvia looked around her perfectly pink room and said, I'm not the boss of me. How the hell would I even know.

He felt like he had lost something. Something more than his virginity. Like something had been taken from him and he could never get it back. He felt like a punk thinking this. Iris had given it up to him. So why was he feeling like this? Why was he feeling like some promise the universe made had been broken? Damn.

Confusion is a good state to be in. It means you are looking, constantly looking. People ask me, "Why do you confuse us like this?" I want you to understand, if you can be confused by anybody, it means you do not know. If you are fanatical, you cannot be confused. Or if you are realized, you cannot be confused. Between ignorance and enlightenment is a very thin line. But they are worlds apart.

The permanent temptation of life is to confuse dreams with reality. The permanent defeat of life comes when dreams are surrendered to reality.

How the hell should I know? I'm just a grunt.

Sin so bewitches the soul that it makes the soul call evil good and good evil; bitter sweet and sweet bitter, light darkness and darkness light.

I'm a conundrum. Or an enigma. I forget which.

She neither understood him nor believed him but she realized, with puzzlement, that now the man was being nice, though she did not even want him to be nice to her mother, she did not want him to be anything, to anybody, anywhere.

That is the nature of Science—it is often confusing and terrible, but you must pretend you are not troubled or else Science People will call you names.

By the time he realized he was nowhere near Target, he was lost in a housing tract apparently formed entirely of cul-de-sacs.