Richard M. Weaver Quotes

Thank you, Sam," he said in a cracked whisper. "How far is there to go?" I don't know," said Sam, "because I don't know where we're going.

The world's a forest, in which all lose their way; though by a different path each goes astray.

I just don't see the light. Where is the light? What am I in this for?

To live is to feel oneself lost.

So he lived, not knowing and not seeing any chance of knowing what he was and for what purpose he had been placed in the word.

Ye immortal gods! where in the world are we?

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

In these years we are witnessing the gigantic spectacle of innumerable human lives wandering about lost in their own labyrinths, through not having anything to which to give themselves.

In a universe suddenly divested of illusion and lights, man feels an alien, a stranger. His exile is without remedy since he is deprived of the memory of a lost home or the hope of a promised land.

I was born lost and take no pleasure in being found.

Progress everywhere today does seem to come so very heavily disguised as Chaos.

We were wavering around like a ship without a sail.

There's just no vision. You have no ground, no vision.

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.

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

I remember distinctly running through my neighborhood, thinking I knew how to get to 'Sesame Street,' and then finally finding myself among some scrub trees and realizing I don't know where to go from here. I had to just mope back home.

I have a feeling we're not in Kansas anymore.

I have never been lost, but I will admit to being confused for several weeks.

Most of my films seem to be about people bewildered by the world around them, who don't fit into it and are trying to understand it.

Let me just tell you how thrilling it really is, and how, what a challenge it is, because in 1988 the question is whether we're going forward to tomorrow or whether we're going to go past to the - to the back!

'The Names' is a story about a woman who might feel that she's in a kind of maze. She's unable to find her way forward or out because she can't see the whole picture.

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.

Maybe this is just me, but as time goes by, I'm more bewildered by modernity. It gets more unfathomable with every passing year.

The first step... shall be to lose the way.

I lost my way for a long time.