Emotional Confusion Quotes

She did not know the nature of her loneliness. The only words that named it were: This is not the world I expected.

You thought you were found but you realize that you were lost, and someday you may discover that you're lost now.

She wished she could understand her reaction to him. Why, her heart was pacing a wild beat again. Madelyne dared a quick look up and found Duncan was watching her intently. He looked so handsome. She wanted him to be ugly.

Life's too slippery for books, Clarice; anger appears as lust, lupus presents as hives.

If you are a friend, why do you bite me so hard? If an enemy, why do you fawn on me?

I felt stuck in the bottom of a wishing well. I was desperate to shout what I wanted, but I didn’t know what that was. I knew only what it wasn’t. The Hundred Secret Senses by Amy Tan

I know you love me, but I don't know why. I look at you and I just can't get why it's me. Every time I get my balance, I lose it again. Because it shouldn't be me, and I think it'd kill me if you ever figured that out.

No one can tell if I’m laughing or weeping. I wonder myself.

It's what you always do. You confuse love for admiration.

I remember learning as a kid that love meant loneliness and confusion.

My head was spinning, I had never seen blood. Four years old, this don't feel like love.

I'm not dating anyone. I don't even know where I am half of the time.

I am always thinking 'What am I doing here? Is this the way I am supposed to feel?'

I think I want to be in love with you but I don't know how.

A life without pain: it was the very thing I had dreamed of for years, but now that I had it, I couldn’t find a place for myself within it. A clear gap separated me from it, and this caused me great confusion. I felt as if I were not anchored to this world - this world that I had hated so passionately until then; this world that I had continued to revile for its unfairness and injustice; this world where at least I knew who I was. Now the world ceased to be the world, and I had ceased to be me.

I stared at her. Maybe I wasn't the brightest guy in the world when it came to girls, but I was pretty sure Rachel had just dumped me, which was lame considering we'd never even been together.

We walk in circles, so limited by our own anxieties that we can no longer distinguish between true and false, between the gangster's whim and the purest ideal.

Just broke up with somebody. Well, it wasn't really a break up, it was a booty call I might have took too serious.

I do not know the meaning of my sadness; there is an old fairy tale that I cannot get out of my mind.

I went to bed and woke in the middle of the night thinking I heard someone cry, thinking I myself was weeping, and I felt my face and it was dry. Then I looked at the window and thought: Why, yes, it's just the rain, the rain, always the rain, and turned over, sadder still, and fumbled about for my dripping sleep and tried to slip it back on.

This emotion I'm feeling now, this is love, right?" "I don't know. Is it a longing? Is it a giddy stupid happiness just because you're with me?" "Yes," she said. "That's influenza," said Miro. "Watch for nausea or diarrhea within a few hours.

I feel my heart ache, but I've forgotten what that feeling means.

Men and women make sad mistakes about their own symptoms, taking their vague uneasy longings, sometimes for genius, sometimes for religion, and oftener still for a mighty love.

Maybe I'm not good for you. Maybe what I feel is wrong. Because I did love Ashton. She was all I needed... but never did I feel the uncontrollable desire to get her underneath me. Never did I make up reasons to get her to wrap her legs around me so I could feel her pressed up against me. Never. He swallowed hard. "Never did I think about being inside her

There are so many sensitive souls; they don't know what to do with their feelings.