Quotes About Perplexity

How could I be thinking such absurdities?

I stepped toward the car, trying to plan what to do, which was impossible because I did not know what they wanted, or even who they were. It was no longer believable that it was merely a random crazy—not if he knew where I lived. But who was it? Who had any reason to act like this? Among the living, I mean, because there were plenty of former victims who might have loved to come after me, but they were all far beyond any sort of action at all, other than decomposition. I

Every now and then I feel like I am only receiving one track of a stereo recording, and this was one such time. I had no idea what—well, to be honest, I didn't even have an idea what to have an idea about.

when I added it all up, I realized what I had: a very strong possible maybe something or not, which might or might not be an actual threat or not. Or

I went to the refrigerator for a lite beer and discovered they were all gone. And at some later point I was sitting on the couch again. The television was on and I was trying to figure out what the actors were saying and why an invisible crowd thought it was the most hilarious dialogue of all time.

And when I added it all up, I realized what I had: a very strong possible maybe something or not, which might or might not be an actual threat or not. Or something.

They put it here because this guy is such a bugero.

She kept her face to the floor, moving in her personal oblivion, her sunflower eyes fixed on the predicament of her life we would never understand

Well that's it, I give up. I really don't know what the women are thinking. I've talked with them. I've studied them. I've asked them to study me. And I have to admit I am still at aquare one.

What the hell? For what?' "That

The better I understand the language, the more confusing it is.

In luck or out the toil has left its mark: That old perplexity an empty purse, Or the day's vanity, the night's remorse.

Many people can rightfully claim, as much as anyone can rightfully claim anything, that much of their lives have been spent stumbling through a cloud of cluelessness.

'Stupidity' defines the mental state wherein we acknowledge that we've never been smarter as individuals and yet somehow we've never felt stupider. We now collectively inhabit a state of stupidity.

The formal education that I received made little sense to me.

Hietanen ärtyi myöskin: – Ei jumalaut! Mää en millään lakkaa ihmettelemäst millai mies pitä kaiken romun takanans. Kuin helvetin taval sitä voi oikein rakasta rätejä ja lumpui. Jokku rakastava nätei flikoi, ja sen mää kyl ymmärrän, mut kuin helvetin taval? Ei, mää olen mahdottoman hämmästynyt. Mää ihmettelen oikein kauhiast tämmöst ja olen niinkun klavul päähä lyöty.

He] was an insect wandering in the cathedral his mind had become.

What a fearfully distracting, perplexing and heart-searching business it is to live.

And what am I to do on the occasion? -- It seems an hopeless business.

You don't dig me, I don't understand what it is, I had my car reupholstered.

The blizzard of baffling and confusing instructions and information that falls upon every child everywhere assumes a Carrollian texture.

I used to think I knew all the answers. Then I thought I knew maybe a few of the answers. Now I'm not even sure I understand the questions. Nobody knows anything.

Well, there are times when we know where people are, yes? This would not be one of those times.

I DON'T THINK so." I blinked upward into Cass's face. His hair was haloed by a fluorescent ceiling light. I was in a glaringly bright room with puke-green walls and a tiled floor. My arm was attached to an IV stand, and by the wall was a wheeled table with beeping medical machines. "Huh?" I said. "You called me Mom. I said, 'I don't think so.'" "Sorry," I said. "The Dream.