Unclear Boundaries Quotes

There's a gigantic gray area between good moral behavior and outright felonious activities. I call that the Weasel Zone and it's where most of life happens.

I think the Cold War works as a great analogy or simile for different kinds of conflict. It's funny, when you look back at it, it's one of the last times that the boundaries were clear. Now, as we see on 'Homeland,' there are no clear boundaries and enemies.

The color of truth is gray.

I think the worst atmosphere for a six-year-old is one in which there are no expectations whatsoever. That is, it's worse for the child to grow up in a vacuum where "whatever you do is alright, I'm sure you'll succeed." That is a statement of disinterest. It says, "I really have no fantasies for you at all."

Reality isn't straightforward or easily accessible.

What exactly is mathematics? Many have tried but nobody has really succeeded in defining mathematics; it is always something else.

In the dating game, the world is difficult because people don't communicate, or they communicate, but then their actions speak louder than words.

How was I ever going to fight the blurring lines in our relationship when I enjoyed being with him so much?

Commercial speech is like obscenity... we can't seem to define it, but we know it when we see it.

I was in preschool and a girl actually kissed me on the cheek. I didn't know what to do. I didn't know what it meant, so I instantly grabbed her face and kissed her on the lips. And, then I got suspended.

The way I work, things are very nuanced; not everything is explained.

Dating is just awkward moments and one person wants more than the other. It's just that constant strangeness. I think it's a very real thing.

I don't think it is good if everyone says 'yes' when they mean 'no.'

It's easy to get into the grey zone [of ethics].

In some ways, 'decency' is a hazy concept; we know it when we see it.

I was single for a while and dating and... I just didn't know how to do it! I've always been like that: when I was 15, there was a guy I liked, and we made out, and I thought that meant he was my boyfriend.

I think in a lot of romantic comedies it ends with a kiss, and I feel like in modern day relationships, and maybe just my own experience, it starts with a kiss and then all sort of falls apart and then comes together. You're texting. You're wondering what's going on. There's no definitions, there's no labels.

Reality, in general, in my opinion, has gotten blurred.

I can’t tell anymore when I’m asleep and when I’m awake, or which is worse.

Love is messy. It's not something that's real clean.

Often you don't know whether a woman is friend, enemy or lover until it is too late. Sometimes, she is all three.

The nice girl meets a guy and acts like she joined a cult. In the beginning, a guy might ask her what she likes. The nice girl makes the mistake of shrugging her shoulders and saying: 'I like anything you like.'

The English never draw a line without blurring it.

You don't really know when the last time you're going to do something is; the middle can often be a bit blurry. Firsts are very potent.

Just as black and white, when mixed, make grey, in many ways that's what it did to my self-identity: it created a murky area of who I was, a haze around how people connected with me. I was grey. And who wants to be this indifferent colour, devoid of depth and stuck in the middle? I certainly didn't.