Incoherent Speech Quotes

I have no memory for things I have learned, nor things I have read, nor things experienced or heard, neither for people nor events; I feel that I have experienced nothing, learned nothing, that I actually know less than the average schoolboy, and that what I do know is superficial, and that every second question is beyond me. I am incapable of thinking deliberately; my thoughts run into a wall. I can grasp the essence of things in isolation, but I am quite incapable of coherent, unbroken thinking. I can't even tell a story properly; in fact, I can scarcely talk.

What view is one likely to take of the state of a person's mind when his speech is wild and incoherent and knows no constraint?

To me, the most telling thing is we have a man [Donald Trump] who cannot complete a sentence.

To babble is to make a feminine noise somewhat resembling the sound of a brook, but with less meaning.

I'm sorry I can't speak very coherently.

Some people have constipation of the brain but their mouth has the runs.

… he writes the worst English that I have ever encountered. It reminds me of a string of wet sponges; it reminds me of tattered washing on the line; it reminds me of stale bean-soup, of college yells, of dogs barking idiotically through endless nights. It is so bad that a sort of grandeur creeps into it. It drags itself out of the dark abysm (I was about to write abscess!) of pish, and crawls insanely up the topmost pinnacle of posh. It is rumble and bumble. It is flap and doodle. It is balder and dash.

There's a fine line between a stream of consciousness and a babbling brook to nowhere.

You cannot ... transmute some incoherent mixture of words into sense merely by introducing the three-letter word “God” to be its grammatical subject.

You'll see a consistent, like the tea, the tea bags you saw there-you'll see a consistent-did you see the cafeteria? I mean the diner?

And for Incoherent Speech, it was amongst the Gentiles taken for one sort of Prophecy, because the Prophets of their Oracles, intoxicated with a spirit, or vapor from the cave of the Pythian Oracle at Delphi, were for a time really mad, and spake like mad-men; of whoose loose words a sense might be made to fit any event, in such sort, as all bodies are said to be made of Materia prima .

...He was just scraps of words and dislocated phrases.