Lizzie Andrew Borden Quotes

Sadly, I haven't had a brain cell since I had children.

I didn't know what was going through my mind.

I just don't know where my head is sometimes.

What's clarity like? Try to remember that funny feeling inside your head when you had math problems too difficult to solve: the faint buzzing noise in your ears, a heaviness on both sides of your skull, and the sensation that your brain is twitching inside your cranium like a fish on the beach. This is the opposite sensation of clarity. Yet for many people of my era, as they aged, this sensation became the dominant sensation of their lives. It was as though day-to-day twentieth century living had become an unsolvable algebraic equation.

I'm tired and I don't know what day it is.

Everything is happening too fast for me to process it.

There are times, they occur with increasing frequency nowadays, when I seem to know nothing, when everything I know seems to have fallen out of my mind like a shower of rain, and I am gripped for a moment in paralysed dismay, waiting for it all to come back but with no certainty that it will.

My mind is turning into kind of a fine gelatinous ball of pepper

Now I'm confused. Now I don't know what I want.

I knew there was something I had to do yesterday. I couldn't remember what it is. I can't figure it out. I know it's a holiday. I know I don't have a meeting. It's very confusing.

I walk into rooms and I don't know why I'm there. I'm like, 'Why am I standing in front of the toilet now?'

I'd wake up in the morning and I would think, 'Where am I?' I'd have to gather myself.

You suddenly find yourself somewhere and you wonder, how did I get in this room? That happens to me all the time, every day!

There have been times that I have found myself in places, and I don't know how I got there, and I don't actually know where I am.

Anyone who tries to keep track of what is happening in China is going to end up by wearing all the skin of his left ear from twirling around on it.

Right now I'm having amnesia and deja vu at the same time.

Whether it's my age or my misspent youth, sometimes I forget whether I've worked with somebody or not.

The memory loss made me jittery at times.

Whenever I get to a point I'm so tired that I forgot the verse of a song, I know I'm burnt out.

It's a weakness of mine to forget what it is I've just been talking about so that when people make witty allusions to it, I stare at them open-mouthed, not knowing what they're talking about.

I was paralyzed with nerves on 'Taste of Honey' and never quite knew what was going on.

Confusion is not an ignoble condition

Time is just a blur for me. I don't know what - I don't even know where I am sometimes.

Distortion upon distortion: . . . the more one uses the mind, the more confused one becomes.

How hard is it, when everything encourages us to sleep, though we may look about us with conscious, clinging eyes, to wake and yet look about us as in a dream, with eyes that no longer know their function and whose gaze is turned inward.