Quotes About Perplexity

You don't know what life is. You know nothing.

I admitted that I did not understand life. What I meant was that I am bewildered by human hearts and motivations, including my own.

Life is a mystery. Life is uncertain. It makes one feel a bit wobbly to realize that.

His whole life was now summed up in two words: absolute uncertainty within an impenetrable fog.

Life is a puzzle that I feel like we'll never fully put together.

The complexities of what we are given in life are vast and beyond comprehension.

Reth looked exasperated. "When is something ever not wrong in your life?" I frowned. "That's my line.

I never bought a stock in my life. I don't understand it. To me it is like Chinese.

Wouldn't there be a long time when nobody'd know what was happening? Centuries out of kilter, askew, but no one understanding the problem. Just this queasiness, this uneasiness. This tilt and slow falling. You are in a city. You look up and can't see the stars and that doesn't bother you as much as it should. You don't know what's wrong but maybe more's wrong than you want to know.

He shook his head. He didn't know. He couldn't tell when he had woken fully. He walked to the horses. They definitely seemed alarmed. But then, they would. After all, he had just leapt to his feet unexpectedly, waving his saxe knife around like a lunatic.

Let's face it, she can't have simply disappeared...can she?" Horace shrugged. "That's what I keep telling myself," he said morosley. "But somehow it looks as if she has.

WHERE THE BLIND, BLUE, BLITHERING BLAZES HAVE YOU BEEN?" the calm and dignified Princess Cassandra demanded.

I don't know. I don't know. And . . . I don't know

what's going on

the wends n. the frustration that you're not enjoying an experience as much as you should, even something you've worked for years to attain, which prompts you to plug in various thought combinations to try for anything more than static emotional blankness, as if your heart had been accidentally demagnetized by a surge of expectations.

It was a mystery to Roger how someone he knew so well could be such an impervious, impenetrable stranger.

I really don't have any words of advice at all . The world is an endlessly confounding place.

but she wasn't sure where. The knee?

any doubt what goes on. I'm puzzling over how to do this when

She shook her head, wondering if the jangle of voices was already driving her mad.

It seemed as if I could stand up comfortably in the corridor or service tube or whatever it was, so I did, trying to make sense of how it twisted around at seeming random.

He stared at me, head turned slightly as if he had almost figured out what was battering me, but hadn't quite made the intuitive leap.

All the words I can find are stupid words, pointless ones.

Kit woke in absolute blackness, with a ringing head, and tried to remember how he had gotten there and why he was lying on a dank, lumpy surface with the taste of earth on his lips.