Martha Reeves Quotes

All of life and human relations have become so incomprehensibly complex that, when you think about it, it becomes terrifying and your heart stands still.

He was conscious of nothing except the blankness of the page in front of him, the itching of the skin above his ankle, the blaring of the music, and a slight booziness caused by the gin.

Once again, I had that feeling of drowning when I hadn’t even known I was in the pool

Our Adversary majors in three things: noise, hurry and crowds. If he can keep us engaged in "muchness" and "manyness," he will rest satisfied.

I clutched at the brow. The mice in my interior had now got up an informal dance and were buck-and-winging all over the place like a bunch of Nijinskys.

The baby, assailed by eyes, ears, nose, skin, and entrails at once, feels it all as one great blooming, buzzing confusion.

Humans have a habit of running faster when they have lost their way.

It's almost like you see too much, because when it happens for real, everything flies at you so fast, you never get a sense of the ice and where everyone is at that one moment.

I just sort of lost my head for a little while.

If I went to somewhere busy, I wouldn't last very long. I can't go to a museum - I'll last 10 or 15 minutes in a museum. The problem is that when one person asks for a photograph, then someone sees a flash goes off, then everyone else sort of... it's sort of like a domino effect.

I've been having this really weird anxiety dream about arriving too late or too early, and the people in charge are like, 'You have to leave! You have to go back to the hotel and get ready!' And I use the wrong exit, and I'm running down the red carpet in pyjamas, like, 'No! Don't look at me!'

Very often at the end of 'The Sopranos' you get the feeling that its not under control, you should be very worried, and life is kind of really, really messed up at lot of times. It leaves you feeling very disconcerted. That was kind of the point of it.

We are not surprised to learn that panic and confusion are hourly gaining ground in Britain.

I can go to festivals and open spaces, but if I'm in a crammed room with a bunch of people - oh my God.

There's no place that communicates as much - and as quickly - as Times Square does. I see the roiling energy and its forceful race into the future. Of course, after 15 minutes, I want to get as far away from there as possible.

I love airports because funny things always happen at them. They're giant complexes full of urgency, seriousness, and confusion. Where am I supposed to be? Which way do I go? And that's just the staff.

I was paralyzed with nerves on 'Taste of Honey' and never quite knew what was going on.

There's a lot of distractions in New York.

I don't know where I'm running now, I'm just running on

Nothing good ever happens in a blackout. I've never woken up and been like, 'What is this Pilates mat doing out?'

Whenever there's chaos, there's ambiguity, and where there's ambiguity, there's fear. And fear gets manipulated.

Ye immortal gods! where in the world are we?

There’s a massive glitter ball in my head and it has never stopped turning

It was like being in an elevator cut loose at the top. Falling, falling, and not knowing when you will hit.

Jakie, is it my birthday or am I dying ?