Quotes About Perplexity

I try to remember everything, every thing, but sometimes I forget something. I don't even know what it is sometimes, but I know it's not coming to me, something about him isn't coming to me and when that happens, when a piece is missing, it makes me crazy. I don't know what to do with that.

It's okay if you can't make sense of that. I've tried and tried, but I can't grasp it, either. The most vital things we hide even from ourselves.

I handed my passport to the immigration officer, and he looked at it and looked at me and said, 'What are you?'

When 'Paul's Boutique' came out, I was one of the fans that didn't get it.

If you ask what people say what American cuisine is, they cannot really do it. I don't know what it is.

Perhaps I scare people. I don't know why.

I am curious about a lot of things. I'm perplexed and engaged.

Perplexity is the beginning of knowledge.

The tantalizing discomfort of perplexity is what inspires otherwise ordinary men and women to extraordinary feats of ingenuity and creativity; nothing quite focuses the mind like dissonant details awaiting harmonious resolution.

The human mind is so complex and things are so tangled up with each other that, to explain a blade of straw, one would have to take to pieces an entire universe.

I've read Waiting for Godot three times and I still can't tell you what it is about. If, as some critics claim, it is about being bored while waiting for God to return, then it's even duller than I thought.

I draw hundreds and hundreds of pictures of sort of gnarly looking men, so I don't know what that tells you. People who look like... they're waiting for a sandwich that's never going to come. I don't know what's wrong with me.

I'm a walking, talking enigma. We're a dying breed.

Most of my films seem to be about people bewildered by the world around them, who don't fit into it and are trying to understand it.

Suddenly, relationships go topsy-turvy, and guys often don't understand what's going on. I think a lot of men are in that boat.

Were it possible for us to see further than our knowledge reaches, and yet a little way beyond the outworks of our divinings, perhaps we would endure our sadnesses with greater confidence than our joys. For they are the moments when something new has entered into us, something unknown; our feelings grow mute in shy perplexity, everything in us withdraws, a stillness comes, and the new, which no one knows, stands in the midst of it and is silent.

Great sadnesses … they are the moments when something new has entered into us, something unknown; our feelings grow mute in shy perplexity, everything in us withdraws, a stillness comes, and the new, which no one knows, stands in the midst of it and is silent.

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I don't know anything anymore

He slapped her face with amazing objectivity and repeated the question.

Meet him in the air?" Tom snorted, "good grief, talk about horrible directions to nowhere.

And suddenly she was so strange he couldn't believe he knew her at all.

È felice lei? domandò. Sono cosa? gridò Montag

There is something going on in the sky like a decomposition, like a corruption of the air, which remains as still as ever. After all, mere clouds, which may or may not hold wind or rain. Strange that it should trouble me so. I feel as if all my sins had found me out.