Quotes About Confusion

Ethan knows more about himself than he ever wanted to know, and I know less than I should.

It is hard to find reason when you're being torn in two.

Because everything was flying out of control. Because she was right - I wanted to trust her but I didn't. Because when I left a week ago, she had kissed me. Because I so stupidly loved her.

Perhaps it is the intrusion of sexuality that marks the end of precision.

and beeping, obviously sure that I was either too stupid or too deaf to hear the racket.

En opeens zag Enrico helder voor zich wat er met zijn verloofde was gebeurd.

I would like to be able to say that I threw myself into the spirit of it all, but the truth is, I still felt a bit dazed. A bit abstracted. It's going to take time, I guess. If you've thought in a certain way for many years, if you've had a picture in your mind of how things are and that picture is suddenly shown to be faulty, well, it stands to reason that it will take a while to adjust. And during that time, you're bound to feel … disconnected

It's a human tendency to confuse simple with easy!

I kept thinking, confusing myself, and then I stopped and listed all of the things I was sorry for- weakness of character, rebelliousness, being disrespectful to my parents, touching Gabe and letting him touch me. Wanting to be loved too much. But my desires weren't that unreasonable, and why was my body made to want things it shouldn't want?

the many things that puzzled me was, if there were other Black people as proud and fierce-looking as Effie and could control a situation as well as she could, why was the Black race in such a mess? I didn't even think that Effie could answer that question

It was in the in-between time when he felt lost.

His feelings were confused; he wanted to grasp till Alexander's very bones were somehow engulfed within himself, but knew this to be wicked and mad; he would kill anyone who harmed a hair of his head.

Madness strips you of memory and leaves you scrabbling around on the floor of your brain for the snatches and snippets of what happened, what was said, and when.

These contradictions begin to split a person in two. Body and mind fall apart from each other, and it is in this fissure that an eating disorder may flourish, in the silence that surrounds this confusion that an eating disorder may fester and thrive. An eating disorder is

because often the counterpart to high potential is feeling trapped and unsure while not knowing why.

it is certainly not the chicken pox.

El corazón de aquella chica invisible era un puto cubo de Rubik! Por más que lo hacía girar en todos los sentidos, no llegaba a juntar los cuadritos del mismo color en la cara correcta.

I guess I don't really know what I want to do, either. Sometimes I feel like a shook-up bottle of soda. Like, I have all this passion that wants to explode, but I don't know where to aim it yet.

I know all those words, but that sentence makes no sense to me.

That was how she had felt most of her life. Caught in the middle. Struggling, flailing, just trying to survive while not knowing which way to go. Which path to commit to without regret.

Anxiety takes away all the commas and full stops we need to make sense of ourselves.

I unclip the lead from Abraham's collar and he stays by my side and looks up at me, confused, as if perplexed by the concept of freedom. I relate.

If beauty on Earth is the same as elsewhere: ideal in that it is tantalizing and unsolvable, creating a delicious kind of confusion.

And you can see her beauty. If beauty on Earth is the same as elsewhere: ideal in that it is tantalizing and unsolvable, creating a delicious kind of confusion.