Top 1200 I Am Confused Quotes & Sayings - Page 3

Don't get confused with what people say you are, with who you know you are.

Feminists have confused opportunity with outcome.

Mathematics has no symbols for confused ideas.

I'm constantly confused about how to dress.

Anyone who isn't confused doesn't understand what's going on.

I think I'm confused, but I'm not sure!

I'm totally confused about what I'm going to do with my life.

I confused things with their names: that is belief.

I want it clearly understood that I'm totally confused.

If you aren't confused by quantum mechanics, you haven't really understood it.

I keep myself amused and others confused

Today, if you are not confused, you are not thinking clearly.

Sensations are nothing but confused modes of thinking.

If you are sure you understand everything that is going on, you are hopelessly confused.

I am not the means to any end others may wish to accomplish. I am not a tool for their use. I am not a servant of their needs. I am not a bandage for their wounds, I am not a sacrifice on their altars.

I’m so confused it almost feels calm.

I have an orthodox style that a southpaw is confused with me.

I sometimes think my earnestness is confused for stupidity, but it shouldn't be.

Psychologically, I’m very confused… But personally, I don’t feel bad at all.

The Mind cannot be confused, but it is confusion.

Do not be angry with an ungrateful person; probably they are confused or inexperienced.

Happy,Free,Confused,Lonley at the same time.

We have, I fear, confused power with greatness.

I might be confused sometimes in my head but it is not something you need to talk about. Before you can talk you have to line it all up in order and I had rather just let it swirl around until I am too tired to think. You just let the motion in your head wear you out. Never think about it. You just make a bigger mess that way.

You must have me confused with myself

My accent is very confused.

I love playing confused, broken characters.

I'm beautifully strong and tragically confused.

I'm not confused. I'm just well mixed.

I decline all noisy, wordy, confused, and personal controversies.

Nothing is confused except the mind.

Manuals have their uses ... but they are not to be confused with living.

I have never met anyone who wasn't confused inside.

Anyone who isn't confused really doesn't understand the situation.

History is but a confused heap of facts.

I get so confused about life photography art.

A confused mind is one that is open to the possibility of change.

Hatred makes me energetic, but confused.

I am pretty happy with myself. I am not saying I am flawless, but I am content with the way I am.

Invention presupposes imagination but should not be confused with it.

The only philosophy that I'm not confused about in life is love.

It's good that it hurts. Pain is the signal that you're confused, that you're in a lie.

When we use terms we get confused, yet we have no other way.

I never confused what I had with what I was.

We're all confused and have problems and struggles.

I'm not trying to imply I can keep up this silent, isolated facade all the time. Sometimes the wall I've erected around me comes crumbling down. It doesn't happen very often, but sometimes, before I even realize what's going on, there I am--naked and defenseless and totally confused. At times like that I always feel an omen calling out to me, like a dark, omnipresent pool of water. ~page 10

Real tenderness can't be confused, It's quiet and can't be heard.

I'm a liberal. I'm confused when that became a bad word...

I am held by the creator of the world. I am opening, I am unbounded, I am luminous, I am powerful.

Haters are just confused admirers.

I am the Soul. I am the Light Divine. I am Love. I am Will. I am Fixed Design.

I was a confused young man. I didn't know what I wanted to be.

Power tends to get confused with repression.

Just looking at me, I am a Black man. Born and bred, through and through. But I am also a lot of things. I am a father. I am a husband. I am a Christian. I am a comic book geek and I'm a creator.

Rage is exciting, but leaves me confused and exhausted.

I'm a little confused by love.

I have gradually confused photography with life.

Envy: a confused, tangled guide to one's own ambitions.

They confused beauty with innocence and harmlessness.

My instinct tells me "purpose" is maybe the enemy of a good personal essay. In my own experience, I'm always lost and wandering and searching - where am I? how'd I get in this mess? what's the point? - right through to the final draft, and sometimes even beyond that - baffled and defeated still, confused as to purpose long after the thing's in print. I never really have a guiding purpose or a point, not at the outset, anyway. It's like life: It's all discovered en route.