Hideo Kojima Quotes

I have a terrible sense of direction.

You suddenly find yourself somewhere and you wonder, how did I get in this room? That happens to me all the time, every day!

I have difficulty orienting myself in space, and I'm probably one of the few people who gets lost in Manhattan.

Am I lost or just less found?

Man ... feels lost without the direction-finder provide by progress.

Where are you now?’ Where was I now? Gripping the receiver, I raised my hand and turned to see what lay beyond the telephone booth. Where was I now? I had no idea. No idea at all. Where was this place? All that flashed into my eyes were the countless shapes of people walking by to nowhere. Again and again, I called out for Midori from the dead center of this place that was no place.

I had totally lost my way. I lost focus. I lost myself.

She seems sort of lost.' I thought, Lost how? How am I lost? Suddenly I felt lost.

In midair, dangling lost above the world.

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.

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

Would you mind repeating that? I'm afraid I might have lost my wits altogether and just hallucinated what I've longed to hear.

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

Living in L.A., I was completely lost - and I enjoyed it.

But I'm lost when it comes to you.

Where to look if you've lost your mind?

I feel like the world stopped. And I got off...and then it started spinning again, but too fast for me to hop back on. I feel like I'm still trying to get a...to get some kind of foothold on living

We lost our way, our society lost our way.

I feel like I'm playing chess underwater. The pieces keep floating away. I don't know where things are. I can't figure out tomorrow.

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 don't know what the hell I'm doing here. I'm 237 years old, I should be collecting social security.

I am free and that is why I am lost.

When I do not walk in the clouds I walk as though I were lost.

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