Quotes About Confused

I've always been kind of lost.

While the modern Bible is missing many of its original passages, the Book of Bob isn't one of them. You're probably getting it confused with the lost Book of Fred.

Broken, shattered, life filled with pain. Lonely, forgotten, eyes filled with shame. Lost, confused, heart filled with hurt. Praying, longing for life not to get worse.

In our time mass or collective production has entered our economics, our politics, even our religion, so that some nations have substituted the idea collective for the idea God. This in my time is the danger. There is great tension in the world, tension toward a breaking point, and men are unhappy and confused. At such a time it seems natural and good to me to ask myself these questions. What do I believe in? What must I fight for and what must I fight against?

my dragon? save anybody? you must have have him confused with someone else- Smaug perhaps?...

I felt clueless and nervous--pretty much the same way I'd been feeling ever since I came back from Italy.

Are you . . . lost?" "Not really, " she told him. "We just don't know where we're going.

Bad Girl!" She chided. "I'm pretty sure Boris is a boy," I said. "Oh, I know," Mrs. Basil E. assured me. "I just like to keep him confused," Then she and Boris headed off with my future.

It's wrong to think of a construct as half bot, half human. It makes it sound like the halves are discrete, like the bot half should want to obey orders and do its job and the human half should want to protect itself and get the hell out of here. As opposed to the reality, which was that I was one whole confused entity, with no idea what I wanted to do. What I should do. What I needed to do.

She's a dead loss. Has no idea what she wants to do with her life. She's so insipid, she's almost invisible.

bewildered and betrayed.

Boris the Bewildered

No mystery surrounded his nickname: he was enormous and he was filthy. Pig smelled so bad it confused people. When they encountered his reek, they looked around him for the source, so implausible did it seem that the odor could emanate from a human.

I was teaching introductory geology at Caltech for the first time. I'm not a geologist. I've never taken a single class in geology. If you gave me a handful of different types of rocks, chances are I could identify only a small number of them. I still get confused by the meanings of strike and dip. Luckily, most of my students didn't realize this.

I've got a question for you . . . What are you doing on Saturday night?' Hubert stared at her confused. 'Me . . . me . . . got no plans.' 'Good,' she replied. 'In that case you're taking me to the five o'clock showing of South Pacific at the Regal in Blackfriars.

I'm all amazed, befuddled, and beflustered!

They were not happy, they could not settle, they had the distrait air of cats whose feet had not been buttered.

Everyone looked pensive, which is good cover-up for clueless.

Television viewers, I was assured, expect to be told the truth in "science programmes". When I protested that in several areas I was not yet at all sure what the truth was, worse still that I was not sure that it mattered what the truth was so long as one way of looking at things made better sense than another, it left everybody confused.

That night Holmes awoke in a high fever and was delirious. As Freud and I sat by his bedside, each restraining the movement of his hands, he babbled of oysters overrunning the world and similar nonsense.* Freud listened with the greatest attention. "Is he fond of oysters?" he demanded of me during a quiet interval. I shrugged, too confused to answer accurately.

Are you severely troubled right now? Are you afraid and confused by the waves and the turbulence God sovereignly allows to enter your life? Have you left no stone of your faith unturned, yet still not found any well of peace, joy, or comfort? Does your life seem completely barren to you? Then look up and receive the quiet contentment of the Lord Jesus.

THE YOUNG MAN Well, I'll tell you. I got stuck onna blind date with a dog, and I just picked up a nice chick, and I was wondering how I'm gonna get ridda the dog. Somebody to take her home, you know what I mean? I be glad to pay you five bucks if you take the dog home for me. MARTY (A little confused) What?

I watched him, warily. "You have let your devil get away from you." He looked genuinely confused. "To what other purpose is a devil?

The sound of it made me feel like a cat grabbed by the tail and rubbed backward with a wet hand.