Clueless Quotes

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Karen Quan
“You know what truly aches? Having so much inside you and not having the slightest clue of how to pour it out.”
Karen Quan, Write like no one is reading

Shannon L. Alder
“The number of chances you give someone doesn't tell the world how loving you are without telling them how desperate you are to believe they care as much as you. True love resides in the first chance, stupidity in the second, opportunists in the third and scoundrels in the fourth.”
Shannon L. Alder

“When people have not learned to interpret the past, to read the present; and to imagine and empower the future, they are living a life without a punchline, clueless about the story they are embarked upon. ("Not on the shortlist" )”
Erik Pevernagie

Munia Khan
“Even a wolf knows how to be polite when animalistic humans have no clue about politeness”
Munia Khan

Rachel Caine
“I hardly broke any laws at all. I should drive more often.”
Rachel Caine, Bite Club

Roberto Hogue
“Some guys assume that they made this one girl orgasm by doing this one thing and now they do it to every woman they get with. If it doesn’t work on you, then something about you must be broken.”
Roberto Hogue, Real Secrets of Sex: A Women's Guide on How to Be Good in Bed

“He knew today that his life was forever changed in that one moment and he was clueless as to why or how it was. Never in his life had he ever felt that quick response to anyone. Breathless and unable to look away from her, like if he did she would disappear.”
PJ Fiala

Munia Khan
“Politics is clueless; I can claim -"I am a politician" only because I am not.”
Munia Khan

Megan McCafferty
“Whaddaya want?" growled Viola, our small, surly, octogenarian waitress.
What did I want? A job. A clue. A love.
"Two coffees," Len answered for me.
Coffee would do for now, I guess.”
Megan McCafferty, Charmed Thirds


“Searching for a boy in high school is as useless as searching for meaning in a Pauly Shore movie.”
Cher Horowitz Clueless

H.B. Gilmour
“Amber has a black belt in insensitivity, which she often mistakes for constructive criticism.”
H.B. Gilmour, Baldwin from Another Planet

H.B. Gilmour
“The sequined trim on her gangrenous dress was a big mistake. Under the glaring studio lights, she flashed like a tour bus full of camera buffs every time she moved. Some of her audience had already resorted to sunglasses and tennis visors.”
H.B. Gilmour, Baldwin from Another Planet

Donna Tartt
“She was right: school was lonely. The eighteen and nineteen year olds didn't socialize with the younger kids, and though there were plenty of students my age and younger [...] their lives were so cloistered and their concerns so foolish and foreign-seeming that it was as if they spoke some lost middle-school tongue I'd forgotten. They lived at home with their parents; they worried about things like grade curves and Italian Abroad and summer internships at the UN; they freaked out if you lit a cigarette in front of them; they were earnest, well-meaning, undamaged, clueless. For all I had in common with any of them, I might as well have tried to go down and hang out with the eight year olds at PS 41.”
Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch

Jeffrey McDaniel
“I mean, have you ever imagined

the ocean is alive, and needs to tell us something important, and the only way it can talk

is by making waves crash, and we just lounge there, drenched in cocoa butter, on towels

with crappy novels and volleyballs, sipping spritzers, as the ocean uses all its strength to repeat

the same warning over and over?”
Jeffrey McDaniel

Gillian Flynn
“Back in grade school, my shrinks tried to channel my viciousness into a constructive outlet, so I cut things with scissors. Heavy, cheap fabrics Diane bought by the bolt. I sliced through them with old metal shears going up and down: hateyouhateyouhateyou. The soft growl of the fabrics as I sliced it apart, and that perfect last moment, when your thumb is getting sore and your shoulders hurt from hunching and cut, cut, cut... free, the fabric now swaying in two pieces in your hands, a curtain parted. And then what? That's how I felt now, like I'd been sawing away at something and come to the end and here I was by myself again, in my small house with no job, no family, and I was holding two ends of fabric and didn't know what to do next.”
Gillian Flynn, Dark Places

Jessi Kirby
“I had a feeling she probably made friends with people pretty easily, and that could be a good thing for me too, since I'd always been a little on the reserved side. She probably had offended a lot of people too, but maybe they all just overlooked it, as i was finding it surprisingly easy to do. She seemed genuinely oblivious to the fact that anything she said could be potentially insulting, and for some reason that made it kind of forgivable.”
Jessi Kirby, Moonglass

T.J. Klune
“I'll be honest," I said. "That's rather embarrassing. And also? So many remarks make much more sense now. I really need to be more aware of my surroundings."
And then I walked into a large boulder. -- Sam”
T.J. Klune, The Lightning-Struck Heart

Jeffrey McDaniel
“I mean, have you ever imagined

the ocean is alive, and needs to tell us something important, and the only way it can talk

is by making waves crash, and we just lounge there, drenched in cocoa butter, on towels

with crappy novels and volleyballs, sipping spritzers, as the ocean uses all its strength to repeat

the same warning over and over?

(from the poem "The Berlin Mall")”
Jeffrey McDaniel, The Splinter Factory

Terrence Holt
“The nurse read them again. This time, I wrote them down. Then I spent a minute studying them. She was afebrile, I noted. That was good. Her heart rated was 96, a high number I had no idea how to interpret. Her blood pressure was 152 over 84, another highish set of numbers that told me nothing. Her respiratory rate was 26 - also high, and vaguely disquieting. Her O2 sat - the oxygen content of her blood - was 92 percent: low, and in the context of that high respiratory rate not a good sign. The nurse was still looking at me. "I hear she's a whiner," I said hopefully. The nurse shrugged. "She asked me to call you.”
Terrence Holt, Internal Medicine: A Doctor's Stories

P.J. O'Rourke
“PJ's suggested chant, for pointless protest marches:

"Five, four, three, two.
We don't have a doggone clue!”
P.J. O'Rourke, Peace Kills: America's Fun New Imperialism

Garth Risk Hallberg
“Despite which, Charlie seems doomed to stumble around in the dark, clutching pieces of a puzzle he still can't see.”
Garth Risk Hallberg, City on Fire

“Nowadays some people have become
intimate with thoughts
but unfriendly with the heart
They have become a clueless eye
that does not see itself”
Santosh Lamichhane, Porridge Eaters and Gruel Drinkers: A Nepali Poetry Collection

Paul Murray
“Mrs. P.? Oh no. She’s the help. Bosnian, you know. Or is it Serbian? An absolute treasure, anyway. As I always say to Bel, if there’s one good thing to come out of all this fuss in the Balkans, it’s the availability of quality staff . . .” The words died away on my lips: once again I found myself trailing off in the stare of those unblinking eyes. This fellow was like some kind of after-dinner black hole. My anxiety began to mount again.”
Paul Murray, An Evening of Long Goodbyes

Christina Lauren
“Finally, my cluelessness comes in handy.”
Christina Lauren (author)

'SON of GOD' P.S.Jagadeesh Kumar
“Beware of the boss; they are like the bermuda triangle, you have to die clueless”
Dr.P.S. Jagadeesh Kumar

Lauren Oliver
“He gives a half laugh. “I thought if I had a party, you would come.” I feel a rush of embarrassment, heat spreading up from my toes. His comment is so unexpected I don’t know what to say. He doesn’t seem embarrassed though. He just sits there looking at me. So typical Kent. He never understood that you can’t just say something like that.”
Lauren Oliver, Before I Fall

Soroosh Shahrivar
“It was the end of us,
Off with the blinds on justice
The two of us —
A hot mess.
Clueless, like Silverstone,
Lump and quivers in our throat;
We knew our fate all along.
Dinner plates have now gone cold,
We have reached the end of the road.
We stick to our guns, we cut and run.
The mourning period, has just begun.”
Soroosh Shahrivar, Letter 19

Aspen Matis
“We had good reason to be anxious, beginning anew without a clue or map, but on our backs in that unnatural whiteness, we lay peaceful as waterfront sunbathers. Our plan was loose and as undefined as the path across a beach—any route seemed possible, all effective in crossing. And a calm energy lit my heart, perceptible in my movements, which seemed slower.

Justin switched off the light; momentarily spooked, I wanted to hear his voice. I spoke into dim space: “I bet you’ll do big things here too—”

“I never want to work again,” he cut me off, his unexpected decree like stardust in the darkness. For a moment, the blankness of New York’s canvas took on an energetic tone of backstage butterflies.”
Aspen Matis, Your Blue Is Not My Blue: A Missing Person Memoir

Seeking for a state of forgetfulness
Absence from the REALITY
Trying to Embrace the SHAME
Though it helps for the MOMENT;
Twisting our MIND
Dragging us down in the END
Those Clueless Conversation
Hoplesss Promises
Wake up !”
Lungh Gangmei

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