Used Quotes - Page 40

I was confused as a kid. I was confused about my sexual identity.

People used to think that private equity was basically just a compensation scheme, but it is much more about making companies more efficient.

I had gotten so used to being alone, but never entirely used to it. Never used to it enough to stop wanting the alternative.

An ad that pretends to be art is - at absolute best - like somebody who smiles warmly at you only because he wants something from you. This is dishonest, but what's sinister is the cumulative effect that such dishonesty has on us: since it offers a perfect facsimile or simulacrum of goodwill without goodwill's real spirit, it messes with our heads and eventually starts upping our defenses even in cases of genuine smiles and real art and true goodwill. It makes us feel confused and lonely and impotent and angry and scared. It causes despair.

It used to be that if you stood in front of a painting you didn't understand, you'd have some obligation to guess. Now you don't.

Audiences are not easily fooled, but they are easily confused.

I've always been able to fake my way into confidence. Sometimes I put my own fears aside to make sure I'm being of service to others. To clarify - hell yes, it was brave of me to step out in my lingerie for the commercial compaign, not because I'm plus-sized, but because I'm a human being. People get it confused. I'm brave because I'm not afraid of what people are going to say about me. It's not an easy thing to do, but it is something that I will always challenge myself to do. I don't want to be held back by my body because someone tells me I should.

I used to listen to what others said, and expect them to act accordingly. But nowadays, I listen to what they say, and then observe what they do.

Like 'em or hate 'em, these once peaceful gun owners of the '90s are feeling a lot like Jews of 1939 Germany. Maligned, lied about, persecuted and threatened. Afraid, confused and angry.

The girl is infectious human waste, and she's confused and afraid to commit to the wrong thing and so she won't commit to anything.

In the process of burning out these confusions, we discover enlightenment. If the process were otherwise, the awakened state of mind would be a product dependent upon cause and effect and therefore liable to dissolution. Anything which is created must, sooner or later, die. If enlightenment were created in such a way, there would always be a possibility of ego reasserting itself, causing a return to the confused state. Enlightenment is permanent because we have not produced it; we have merely discovered it.

Theology is like a map. Merely learning and thinking about the Christian doctrines, if you stop there, is less real and less exciting than the sort of thing my friend got in the desert. Doctrines are not God: they are only a kind of map. But that map is based on the experience of hundreds of people who really were in touch with God--experiences compared with which many thrills of pious feelings you and I are likely to get on our own are very elementary and very confused. And secondly, if you want to get any further you must use the map.

Vin: I don't know -- and it's all your fault, you know. I used to understand everything. Now it's all confused. Kelsier: Yes, we've messed you up right properly.

It would seem that the Watergate story from beginning to end could be used as a primer on the American political system.

Many South African tribes used extracts from the African bush willow to heal the sick.

I used to be a wicked disco guy.

Whenever I'm confused about something, I ask God to reveal the answers to my questions, and he does.

The Romans used to say that courage is not the only virtue, but it's the only one that makes the other virtues possible.

You probably think of the orchestra as a heterogeneous mass of instruments producing a confused agreeable mass of sound. You do not listen for details because you have never trained your ears to listen to details.

I've gotten used to not looking too far into the future; it's best when you can begin each day anew.

We used to fight to the death but we tried the experiment, rolled the dice and like we got.

The Great War proved how confused the world is. Depression is proving it again.

Sometimes what we call love is just a settling of old scores, or a seeking of forbidden pain, or a circuitous path to the kingdom of cruelty, or she may simply have confused lack of capital with heroism while searching for rescue without knowing from what.

I'm just confused as to where we lost that in America because it is everyone's God-given right to think the way they think and that's fine. That's why our ancestors came here to America, to believe what they want, pray how they want and follow a religion with whoever they want.

At Age 11, I used to listen to Madonna's Immaculate Collection every day