Mose Allison Quotes

Not only do I not know what's going on, I wouldn't know what to do about it if I did.

To be honest everything goes over my head a bit.

Pressure is something you feel when you don't know what the hell you're doing.

Pressure is something you feel when you don't know what you're doing.

I just don't know where my head is sometimes.

Sometimes I feel I don't know even know how to run.

..and that was the one distinct time in my life, the strangest moment of all, when I didnt know who I was

I do not know who I am tonight.

Did you ever look in the mirror And see a stranger standing there? Did you ever drive for miles and miles And wonder how on earth you got yourself there?

Am I lost or just less found?

She seems sort of lost.' I thought, Lost how? How am I lost? Suddenly I felt lost.

I know. I'm Darren. I don't know what I'm doing here.

I'm not sure what I'm trying to say, it could be that I've lost my way.

When people are struggling, that's a painful place to be in, to not know who you are and where you belong and what you desire.

I just look around and say, I'm a mess. I don't know why I do things.

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

Many people can rightfully claim, as much as anyone can rightfully claim anything, that much of their lives have been spent stumbling through a cloud of cluelessness.

I'm the worst tweeter ever. I don't know what I'm doing. I really don't.

I never feel more alone than when I'm traveling. Alone and, to some extent, helpless. The world expects a certain level of competence and can be merciless when this expectation is unmet.

Sometimes I wake up and think, 'How did I get here?'

Assume nobody else has any idea what they're doing, either.

I am not a man. I am not a human being inside. I am not that. I don't know what I am, but I am not that.

There have been times that I have found myself in places, and I don't know how I got there, and I don't actually know where I am.

I went to Kent State basically to avoid going to Vietnam, I had no idea what I was doing in the world. I was lost, and trying not to get into a fight every day.

For the first six or eight months at Juilliard I felt paralysed. I didn't know what I was doing.