Steven Wright Quotes

I live at the end of a dead end one way street. I don't know how I got there.

Here is a hall without exit, a tunnel without end.

If there's not any endgame, we're in quicksand. We take one more step, and we're still there, and there's no way out.

A dead end street is a good place to turn around.

We were caught in a hell of a trap.

We need to avoid going down a path where we might find the doors slamming shut behind us.

You spend your whole life stuck in the labyrinth.

I was in a maze. No matter which way I turned, it was the wrong way.

Before I got here, I thought for a long time that the way out of the labyrinth was to pretend that it did not exist, to build a small, self-sufficient world in the back corner of the endless maze and to pretend that I was not lost, but home.

There seemed to be no end to this wood, and no beginning, and no difference in it, and, worse of all, no way out

The Cul-de-Sac ( French for "dead end" ) ... is a situation where you work and work and work and nothing much changes

Damn it, how will I ever get out of this labyrinth?

The only difference between a rut and a grave are the dimensions.

Trying to find my way around the Rayburn building is always a challenge. Combining my poor sense of direction with a confusing design is not good.

Actually, I'm going around in circles.

There is such a choice of difficulties, that I own myself at a loss how to determine

We sit here stranded, though we're all doin' our best to deny it

Where there is no alternative there is no problem.

Standing in the middle of nowhere, wondering how to begin. Lost between tomorrow and yesterday, between now and then.

At some point we all look up and realize we are lost in a maze.

Sometimes limbo is a tolerable place to be stuck.

Nobody wants to be here and nobody wants to leave.

Gail had a baby named Ned who was four months old, and a new look of baffled hurt, a left-behind sadness, like she saw that the great world kept spinning onward and away while she'd overnight become glued to her spot.

Every day is the same thing out the door Feel further away then ever before Some things in life, it gets too late to learn Well, I'm lost somewhere I must have made a few bad turns

Nothing moves at the Hotel New Hampshire! We're screwed down here-for life!