Quotes About Jumble

And now the sequence of events in no particular order.

tutta quanta la stanza era in ogni suo punto ugualmente piena di tazzine sporche, di scarpe e di posacenere pieni che si scambiavano ormai i ruoli l'uno con l'altro.

The world is a pile of grunge.

I must confess, sweetheart, that I have been neglecting my wall of clues. My "useless gallimaufry," your mother called it on the one and only occasion she deigned to look at my work. I sagely agreed with her observation but of course I went running to the dictionary as soon as she was gone. Gallimaufry: a hodgepodge; a confused jumble of various people or things; any absurd medley.

Gallimaufry: a hodgepodge; a confused jumble of various people or things; any absurd medley.

Morris tried to keep the books in some sort of order, but they always mixed themselves up. The tragedies needed cheering up and would visit with the comedies. The encyclopedias, weary of facts, would relax with the comic books and fictions. All in all it was an agreeable jumble.

When first presented with the jumble of the periodic table, I scanned for mercury and couldn't find it. It is there - between gold, which is also dense and soft, and thallium, which is also poisonous. But the symbol for mercury, Hg, consists of two letters that don't even appear in its name.

Quite soon my office was a jumble of broken bits of rocks, and needles, and old monographs, all coated in fine, limy dust. I still work in an identical office today. Tidy people's eyes go all peculiar when they come into it. I have a special small padded seat for them to collapse into.

A deal of skimble-skamble stuff.

gallimaufry of colors—it was all a bit overwhelming.

a multitudinous mess of life's unnecessities.

The elimination of profit, whatever methods may be resorted to for its execution, must transform society into a senseless jumble. It would create poverty for all.

My life at the moment is a bit like my wardrobe. Organised chaos.

you were a jumble of broken bits of glass the sun caught and stained my soul with your colors....

The heroes pop out at you, impossibly vivid, colorful as playing cards but all from different decks, a jumble of incompatible suits and denominations dealt out for an Alice in Wonderland game.

Life to most of us is just a jumble of sensations, like a very bad film with no plot, no real beginning and end.

My mind is helter-skeltering.

In a barrel of odds and ends it is different; things get mixed up, and the juice kind of swaps around, and the things go better.

Rome is ... an impossible compounding of time, in which no century has respect for any other and all hit you in a jumble at every turn.

The room looks as if a giant dog after a large lunch of food, socks, paints, trousers and pencils, walked into that room and vomited everywhere.

a shambolic arrangement, split

So far, I felt like I had a lapful of confetti and the notion of piecing it all together to make a picture seemed very remote indeed.

disordering the attic

What a hotch-potch the world was!