I am no longer fit for these times. We are in a new era to which I do not belong.
Despite a lack of natural ability, I did have the one element necessary to all early creativity: naïveté, that fabulous quality that keeps you from knowing just how unsuited you are for what you are about to do.
I'm very unphysical and graceless so basically if you save 10 people to be with you in a resistance movement, you would never save me. I'd be the last one.
He and I were about as compatible as a rat and a boa constrictor.
Army life don't agree with me.
In so many areas of life, I'm a spaz and incompetent.
[Describing Richard M. Nixon:] naive, inept, maladjusted
Football and me have never got on. My instinct and love for the harder end of contact had always meant I was perhaps a little too heavy-handed for football. Somehow it left me feeling unfulfilled.
I feel incompetent to perform duties... which have been so unexpectedly thrown upon me.
I was never cut out to be a mother - I was no good.
It just wasn't the right fit at Bournemouth. I wasn't suited to their style.
I am, out of the ladies' company, like a fish out of the water.
I'm not OK dancing 90 percent.
Taurus and Sagittarius do not get along.
I hope she misses the cut. She doesn't belong here.
