Julian Barratt Quotes

And there are no stars and that you're never really sure who's doing what and what voice is what and, you know what I mean? It's supposed to be quite elusive.

It's a phenomenon that we don't really understand.

To tell you the truth, it's a complex piece, so I can't really answer your question at present.

One mysterious person looking at another mysterious person equals what? Another mystery.

Those 12 years, they were ambiguous at best.

For my part, it was Greek to me.

I am not sultry. I don't know what I am.

I find it very interesting to keep people uncertain about what is what and figure it out as they go.

I don't know who my dad is.

It's a murky world out there, and it's hard to figure things out sometimes.

The farther you go, the less you know.

You walked in, laughing, tears welling confused, mingling in your throat. How can you be so many women to so many people, oh you strange girl?

Confusion is not an ignoble condition

...and what it all comes down to is that I haven't got it all figured out just yet.

Being obscure in acronyms is great. I think I'll start making up my own... INYM - I'm Not Your Momma.

We're all shipwrecked on this idea that everything has to be explained.

Ambiguity — the Devil's volleyball.

We are caught inside a mystery, veiled in an enigma, locked inside a riddle

The Self has turned out to mean so many things, to mean them so ambiguously, and to be so wavering in its application, that we do not feel encouraged.

I want my life to be mystifying," she declared, although she didn't know what she meant.

Being in darkness and confusion is interesting to me.

Things have been a mess for so many years that trying to pin down a starting point is like trying to figure out where your skin starts.

And who knows which is which and who is who.

He's very nice. He's something I replied. She considered this zipping her purse shut. Then she said Well everyone is. Everyone is Something. For some reason that stuck with me simple and yet not every since she'd said it. It was like a puzzle as well two vague words with one clear one between them.

Clarity is not a characteristic of the human spirit.