Elizabeth Smart Quotes

It's not like you make a decision and everything inside you is 100 percent happy.

I'm a study of a man in chaos in search of frenzy.

I felt nobody would understand what was going on in my mind.

I don't feel like a 40-year-old. I feel more like four 10-year-olds, each pulling in a different direction.

I have never met anyone who wasn't confused inside.

I am interested in madness. I believe it is the biggest thing in the human race, and the most constant. How do you take away from a man his madness without also taking away his identity? Are we sure it is desirable for a man's spirit not to be at war with itself, or that it is better to be serene and ready to go to dinner than to be excited and unwilling to stop for a cup of coffee, even?

In other words, it was a struggle with himself. And the product of that struggle: anger, bitterness, resentment, envy or transformation, aspiration, hope, decency..the product of that struggle is the quality of your life and the nature of your soul.

Both heaven and hell are within us.

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.

I swim in a pool of my own neurosis. I carry love, grief deeply, like an Irishman.

I freely admit I'm confused. I'm a confused and troubled individual but at the same time...Its Free!

Your soul is like the souls of a thousand monkeys on crack, all smushed together.

Mama - Mama - I want so many things... I want so many things that they are driving me kind of crazy.

You get into moods - like, if somebody does something to you, then you're angry for maybe 30 seconds, or maybe 30 years. I was always interested in capturing those awful, unflattering things that everybody goes through - those hot moments, captured in ice.

I have so many messy moments.

Mixed feelings, like mixed drinks, are a confusion to the soul.

I became conflicted in my late teens.

I've always been at war with myself, for right or wrong.

I didn't know what was going through my mind.

There is no such thing as perpetual tranquillity of mind while we live here; because life itself is but motion, and can never be without desire, nor without fear, no more than without sense.

I don't know the true meaning of happiness.

I don't feel any pressure from fans. But I'm always in some kind of state of emotional turmoil. I would not describe myself as happy-go-lucky. That's not to say that I'm not happy.

I look in the mirror every morning, okay. What is going on here? You know, I just say, 'Look, it's sheer insanity.'

I am a spy in the house of me. I report back from the front lines of the battle that is me. I am somewhat nonplused by the event that is my life.

I feel like I'm in my own head a lot; it just feels amazing, but scary, weird and confusing.