Quotes About Perplexity

I think that for some time now I have been living with an anxiety which has had no tangible cause. It has been like having a toothache, without the conscientious dentist having been able to find anything wrong with the tooth or with the person as a whole.

I'm just, like, totally normal. The fact that any of this has happened, that we're sitting here at the Beverly Hills Hotel just gets me going, like, 'What?'

What bugs us, or should, is our lack of understanding about what is actually happening.

What in the world is going on with that?

You don't understand! Every time I get a car...women squish it...

I don't know what you're talking about." "I feel the same way all the time!

Hope was as confusing as [Trecon = 5?TA2(L/12)3].

You are looking well, Mr. Nobley," Miss Heartwright was saying. Jane nearly gasped. Who said such things to that man?

What was so odd was that quite a lot of people, not just sheep but highly intelligent people, did apparently believe it. T. S. Eliot, for instance. Or Eddington—in fact, quite a few physicists, the very last people one would expect to be taken in by it. Philosophers, too. Was it possible—was there any chance—that there was more to it than I had thought? No, certainly not. Of course not! Still, it was odd. Damned odd.

It made perfect sense, and at the same time nothing seemed to.

What to think of other people? I ask myself this question each time I make a new acquaintance. So strange does it seem to me that we exist, and that we consent to exist.

Whaaaaaat is going on?" May whispered out of the corner of her mouth."I'm sort of comforted by the fact that I can't figure it out, " Jack responded.

I'm still not certain on the nature of the spork, whether it is a fork and a spoon, or a fork and a knife mixed together, or maybe a fork and a fork on top. Life is full of mysteries yeah man

Though perhaps I would be unable then either to agree or to disagree. I would be dead.

She had to confess that she had felt out of her depth with the duke. His reactions were not as open and predictable as were those of other people she knew. She had found it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

Zwanger!' zei Arianna. 'Hoe kan hij nou zwanger zijn?

Even at a distance, Jack thought the commander-in-chief looked familiar, very familiar. But he couldn't figure out

What did this mean? Who was I? What was I? Whence did I come? What was my destination? These questions continually recurred, but I was unable to solve them.

I don't understand men. I don't even understand what I don't understand about men.

What the hell is wrong with you? he asked. It was a good question.

Irony is the word I forget the meaning of immediately after I look it up, but I kind of feel like I live in a constant state of it.

Jesus Christ," Nate said, banging his head delicately against the mirror wall. "Is this even a school, or are we in some kind of experiment?

He looked at the paper before him. He wondered why ineptitude should exist and have its say.

Why should you care about the others?" "Because I like to understand things, and there's something about people that I can't understand.