Quotes About Confusion

With all the confusion in the world these days, no matter how often I point the way, what good does it do? And if I know it does no good and still make myself do it, this too is a kind of confusion. So it is best to leave things alone and not force them. If I don't force things, at least I won't cause anyone any worry.

We don't know what we are; the point is that in a place where everything gets distorted, no one knows who he

In my view, relationship movies never get old because humanity will never not be confounded by their relationships.

I still feel like I'm jumping on an elevator -- weightless and pulled down at the same time.

When I tell her I feel like the other woman, she laughs, that's just learned sexist bullshit. We are all in charge of our own bodies and what we decide to do with them. We are all our own. I believed it when she said it, like she'd opened up a new valve that had been stuck. I felt unconfined and open-minded and totally confused. Intellectually, non-monogamy made complete sense; emotionally, it felt like sandpaper across my eyelids.

Imagine the person you love and trust becoming a different person overnight. What would you do?

Od dawna ju? nie mam tych z?udzie?, ?e jestem sob?! Piotr wykona? gest pob?a?liwy, ale Jakub nie da? sobie przerwa?. - Przeciwnie,jestem workiem, wypchanym ?ywymi i umar?ymi. Jestem zbiegowiskiem ludzi obcych i ich spraw. - I gdybym nawet by? sob? - zgubiony w tej gromadzie, w tej st?oczonej masie - tobym doprawdy nie wiedzia?, który to jestem ja. Czy my?l? i czuj? sob?, czy tymi tam wszystkimi w sobie.

It was the 1990s, and the world was a mess.

Parvana found it all very confusing.

That's the trouble with lies. Sometimes it's hard to keep them straight.

He'd died. Plain and simple. And it pissed him off. Left him frustrated and disappointed. Where had all , the guardian angel crap they'd fed him in catechism gone to? He'd seen no angels, seraphim, archangels or pearly gates. No one to show him the ropes now that he was dead. What the hell was he supposed to do?

Nonie chewed on her bottom lip for a moment. She'd told Fezzo so much already yet there wasn't a speck of incredulity in his eyes. His expression was serious, and she had his full attention. "I'm not quite sure about what to do with Helen, the ghost that followed me home.

Who's the young man beside you?" Helen suddenly asked. "Oh, I see, you're one of us." She turned to Nonie. "And you did introduce us before." She tapped a finger against her right temple. "Every once in a while this old clock up here forgets to click to the next second. I apologize for that.

I confess that I am often lost in all the dimensions of time, that the past sometimes feels nearer than the present and I often fear the future has already happened.

I had lost my job. I was no longer officially a minor historian. Perhaps I was history itself, flailing around in a number of directions, sometimes all of them at the same time.

It was almost as if she was still the bewildred girl of fourteen who wasn't ready to be an adult.

It would almost be easier to have woken up and found that everything about her life was a lie, instead of just this one awful truth.

Dunia tidak lagi sama. Hidup ini menjadi asing. Aku sedih untuk sesuatu yang tak kutahu. Aku galau untuk sesuatu yang tak ada. Dan jari ini ingin menunjuk sesuatu yang bisa menjadi sebab, tapi tak kutemukan apa-apa. Pada saat yang sama, seluruh sel tubuhku berkata lain. Mereka tahu sesuatu yang tak dapat digapai pikiran. Apa rasanya, jika tubuhmu sendiri menyimpan rahasia darimu?

Cuando pones tu atención en lo incierto y eres testigo de ello, mientras esperas la solución con expectativas de que ésta salga del caos y la confusión, entonces el resultado es algo fabuloso y emocionante.

The boy was uneasy being left alone. He had a secret. Not the kind he was ashamed to reveal so much as one he couldn't fathom.

Social confusion has now reached a point at which the pursuit of immorality turns out to be more exhausting than compliance with the old moral codes.

Life is but a series of misunderstandings.

Will you believe me when I tell you there was kindness in his heart? His left hand didn't know what his right hand was doing. It was only that certain important connections had been burned through. If I opened up your head and ran a hot soldering iron around in your brain, I might turn you into someone like that.

A mother's love is greater than a child's confusion.