Quotes About Misplacement

My life is like a lone, forgotten Q-Tip in the second-to-last drawer.

The birds fly in the wrong places and there are too many stars in the sky.

I'm not in the right place - alas, I cannot rid myself of the feeling that I'm not in the right place.

And how funny, strange, that a thing can grow so powerful even when planted in the wrong place.

Rex lost his specs.

I can't find my car keys in the morning. Trying to get out of my house is a nightmare. 'Where's my wallet? Where are my keys? I have to go find a missing person.'

I don't know where my first gold medal is.

My career started young and I was really ambitious, and then I had success and I hung out with people who were much older. I think I might have been temporally misplaced, so I thought I was 40. It was a premature midlife crisis.

I don't know where my phone is half the time.

It was the second time that day that I stood looking at a space where a large thing wasn't where it was supposed to be.

I have tons of sunglasses. My husband won't let me buy another pair because I lose them all the time.

I've lost it. The only thing in the world I wasn't supposed to lose. My engagement ring. To say this is a special ring is an understatement.

It was hard to imagine feeling more out of place than she did at that moment.

55% of all Americans lose their remote control 5 times a week. That means that they must see the same show for up to 3-4 minutes a time!

I grew up weird - very sensitive and highly inhibited. I felt like I was born in the wrong time zone to the wrong people at the wrong place.

have done it. I'm not that stupid." The sad part is that Mr. Solway can't find his Medal of

I lose things all the time. I used to lose my license all the time before I put a place in my car for it.

Now listen, Lam," he said, "you're a nice egg but you've got yourself poured into the wrong pan.

was it some greater and less explicable misplacement in time and space, whereby she had been born too late, too early, or too far away from the haunts of her spirit ever to harmonize with the unbeautiful things of contemporary reality?

Funny thing, losing your virginity; it sounded like she'd misplaced it somewhere, like she lost it at the mall, or dropped it on the street.

This was never any place I was meant to be. This isn't a place for me.

My dad's cooking was magic in the kitchen. But eventually over the years, his personality changed and his ability to remember recipes failed. He became paranoid and thought people were stealing from him, when often he was just misplacing things.

The trouble with all of us is we are where we shouldn't be.

Like many men, I am highly skilled in the art of losing things but prefer to outsource the recovery process.