Robin Sloan Quotes

I am genuinely a bit confused about the world, a little bit bumbling.

I never seem to know what's going on... Right from the very start, my life has been strange. I think I know what happened... I must have missed all the rehearsals.

We only know how to lose and be lost.

Even though I'm seventeen, I guess I still thought this would always be true - that there would always be that lost-and-found, and not the lost-and-still-lost that I am now trapped inside.

She thought about her life and how lost she’d felt for most of it. She thought about the way that all truths she’d been taught to consider valuable invariably conflicted with the world as it was actually lived. How could a person be so utterly lost, yet remain living?

Where are you now?’ Where was I now? Gripping the receiver, I raised my hand and turned to see what lay beyond the telephone booth. Where was I now? I had no idea. No idea at all. Where was this place? All that flashed into my eyes were the countless shapes of people walking by to nowhere. Again and again, I called out for Midori from the dead center of this place that was no place.

I didn't know what I was doing in New York.

I'm still waiting for somebody to wake me up.

Confusion is what we're living with - not being able to make sense of what's happening to us from day to day. Whereas making sense is what we're aiming for - making sense.

How puzzling all these changes are! I'm never sure what I'm going to be, from one minute to another.

Nothing. I was confused for two years. I didn't understand anything and I'm still confused.

I don't even know my own phone number.

Living in L.A., I was completely lost - and I enjoyed it.

There we were all in one place, a generation lost in space.

There were many hours when I never quite know how I'd gotten there or why I stayed.

But I'm lost when it comes to you.

My thoughts are stars I cannot fathom into constellations.

Please don't ask me what the score is. I'm not even sure what the game is.

My inside self and my outside self used to match. A compass needle pointed true north. Now the needle spins around and around indicating the sad direction of nowhere.

I am feeling fine. I remember these words and recite them. These are the things you say when asked how you are. After all, it would be odd to say: I'm not feeling. Or, more to the point: I'm not, I have ceased to be. Where am I?

When I do not walk in the clouds I walk as though I were lost.

I did not understand them but they did not have any mystery, and when I understood them they meant nothing to me. I was sorry about this but there was nothing I could do about it.

Out of my peripheral vision, I see Four shove the door open and walk out. Apparently this fight isn't interesting enough for him. Or maybe he's going to figure out why everything's spinning like a top, and I don't blame him; I want to know the answer too.

The front windows as are the watchmen of grief - I've been looking beyond expectation - Beyond myself - and I do not know as I love you - Which one of us is missing.

I try to create a place of disorientation.