Quotes About Disorientation

The church was stuffed with mourners, of course. No one from work - I tried to keep my life and my magazine separate - but otherwise everybody Andrew and I knew was there. It was disorientating, like having the entire contents of one's address book dressed in black and exported into pews in non alphabetical order.

to her, Do yu know the name of dis place where we is at? But the third girl did not know either. She just stood there, and she was wearing a blue T-shirt and blue denim jeans and white Dunlop Green Flash trainers, and she just looked down at her own see-through bag, and her bag was full of letters and documents. There was so

This is the essence of travel, or at least travel taken to completion: it's not the change of scenery, or the new way of preparing lamb - it's you. You are lost to yourself, you don't know who will emerge from the pit.

But in an unfamiliar house, when you're uncertain where you're going, every movement is prolonged by the sense that you're going to try the wrong door or get in someone's way and bother someone.

What is now happening to the people of the East as of the West is like what happens to every individual when he passes from childhood to adolescence and from youth to manhood. He loses what had hitherto guided his life and lives without direction, not having found a new standard suitable to his age, and so he invents all sorts of occupations, cares, distractions, and stupefactions to divert his attention from the misery and senselessness of his life. Such a condition may last a long time.

The past is a stronger influence in the South. But I think everywhere you have this sense that the world changes faster than you can accommodate yourself to. Looking back and seeing how you got where you are is a useful way to combat disorientation.

The circumstances of confusion will be your path to enlightenment' - Thursday Next

Midway upon the journey of our life, he heard himself think, I found myself within a forest dark, for the straightforward pathway had been lost.

How is it that one day life is orderly and you are content, a little cynical perhaps but on the whole just so, and them without warning you find the solid floor is a trapdoor and you are now in another place whose geography is uncertain and whose customs are strange?

How is it that one day life is orderly and you are content, a little cynical perhaps but on the whole just so, and then without warning you find the solid floot is a trapdoor and you are now in another place whose geography is uncertain and whose customs are strange?

It was hysterical going to work. I would just walk in and think, 'What in hell? Am I here? What's going on? I'm going to wake up in a minute. I'm in a dream.'

Most of them were ruining the effect by peering at the spears with mystified expressions, or holding them upside down.

She doesn't know where they are, or where we are.

The more God asks us to participate in His mysteries, the more disoriented we become, because He asks us constantly to follow our dreams and our hearts. And that's difficult to do when we're used to living in a different way. Finally we discover, to our surprise, that God wants us to be happy, because He is the Father.

Degrur, that doesn't make any sense at all." "I just woke up

Hal loathes sky-and-cloud wallpaper because it makes him feel high-altitude and disoriented and sometimes plummeting.

You in such a case have nothing. You stand on nothing. Nothing of ground or rock beneath your feet. You fall; you blow here and there. How does one say: "tragically, unvoluntarily, lost.

Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita Mi ritrovai per una selva oscura, Ché la diritta via era smarrita. In the middle of the journey of our life I found myself in a dark wood, For I had lost the right path.

His face was knotted with rage. He felt like fainting but couldn't remember the proper way to fall.

Mas tenho medo do que é novo e tenho medo de viver o que não entendo, quero sempre ter a garantia de pelo menos estar pensando que entendo, não sei me entregar à desorientação.

Call went through much of the next day in a daze.

Her brain couldn't seem to catch up with the news. It was like the way she'd kept rolling toward Will last night in her sleep, only to find empty space where he should have been, and then waking up with a jolt.

in the context of a school trip it was as though they'd all just been released from a sensory-deprivation capsule.

I don't like watching shows where all of a sudden you're like, what happened? They shot the last season in Las Vegas?