Victor Hugo Quotes

I didn't know what was going through my mind.

Now I'm confused. Now I don't know what I want.

I just don't know where my head is sometimes.

Silence emerges from the sound of rain and spreads in a crescendo of gray monotony over the narrow street I contemplate. I’m sleeping while awake, standing by the window, leaning against it as against everything. I search in myself for the sensations I feel before these falling threads of darkly luminous water that stand out from the grimy building facades and especially from the open windows. And I don’t know what I feel or what I want to feel. I don’t know what to think or where I am.

Confusion is not an ignoble condition

Right now I’m having amnesia and déjà vu at the same time. I think I’ve forgotten this before.

To be crazy is not necessarily to writhe in snake pits or converse with imaginary gods. It can sometimes be not knowing what to do in the morning.

Am I lost or just less found?

Clarity is not a characteristic of the human spirit.

There are moments when one can neither think nor feel, she thought, and if one can neithre feel nor think, where's one?

Sometimes I don't know whether I'm thening or nowing.

I write differently from what I speak, I speak differently from what I think, I think differently from the way I ought to think, and so it all proceeds into deepest darkness.

I am feeling fine. I remember these words and recite them. These are the things you say when asked how you are. After all, it would be odd to say: I'm not feeling. Or, more to the point: I'm not, I have ceased to be. Where am I?

I believe what I said yesterday. I don't know what I said, but I know what I think and I assume it's what I said.

It's fun when you're confusing people.

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 really hard to separate fantasy from reality.

I don't know what I am.

I pretty much try to stay in a constant state of confusion just because of the expression it leaves on my face.

One of the most unsettling things about 'Monologue' is its long silences, in which the man sits alone, staring into the middle distance, without grip of his narrative, lost to the past.

I said I thought first I was on the stairs; then I remembered I was in the kitchen when he came in.

Chaos is a name for any order that produces confusion in our minds.

I'm not usually where I think I am. It's kind of spooky.

Right now I'm having amnesia and deja vu at the same time.

I feel like I'm in my own head a lot; it just feels amazing, but scary, weird and confusing.