Willa Cather Quotes

I am genuinely a bit confused about the world, a little bit bumbling.

We were wavering around like a ship without a sail.

The trouble with our age is all signposts and no destination.

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 lost my way for a long time.

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

Someone ... tell us what's important, because we no longer know.

Only I am clumsy, like drifting on the waves of the sea, without direction.

After that, she wasn't sure what the game was or if she'd imagined it. All she knew was that she had lost.

I do not know if there is a more dreadful word in the English language than that word "lost."

If you were drifting with a thousand other people, could you really still say you were lost?

A learned man came to me once. He said, "I know the way, -- come." And I was overjoyed at this. Together we hastened. Soon, too soon, were we Where my eyes were useless, And I knew not the ways of my feet. I clung to the hand of my friend; But at last he cried, "I am lost.

Nothing. I was confused for two years. I didn't understand anything and I'm still confused.

sometimes we have absolutely no idea where we are, we need the smallest clue to show us where to begin.

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.

I never seem to know what's going on... Right from the very start, my life has been strange. I think I know what happened... I must have missed all the rehearsals.

Out of my peripheral vision, I see Four shove the door open and walk out. Apparently this fight isn't interesting enough for him. Or maybe he's going to figure out why everything's spinning like a top, and I don't blame him; I want to know the answer too.

I wanted us to share the sense that the number of wrong moves far exceeds the number of good moves, to share the frightening instability of the correct decision, to bond in being confounded.

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

Off the coast and I'm headed nowhere

I try to create a place of disorientation.

I know not whether you came to me or I to you. Not whether it was a dream, asleep or awake. I am lost in the darkness of a downcast heart. Dream or reality. Let it be decided tonight.

By clarity I don't mean that we're always in kind of a simple area where everything is clear and comforting and understood. Clarity is certainly a way toward disorientation because if you don't start out - if the reader isn't grounded, if the reader is disoriented in the beginning of the poem, then the reader can't be led astray or disoriented later.

The one thing I do remember is that as I retraced my steps through all the familiar streets of my life, Inow felt completely lost.