History and experience tell us that moral progress comes not in comfortable and complacent times, but out of trial and confusion.
When a man's knowledge is not in order, the more of it he has, the greater will be his confusion.
I'm not confused, I'm just well mixed.
The mere attempt to examine my own confusion would consume volumes.
Chaos is a name for any order that produces confusion in our minds.
I simply can't build my hopes on a foundation of confusion, misery and death... I think... peace and tranquillity will return again.
If you can't convince them; confuse them.
I have never been lost, but I will admit to being confused for several weeks.
In spite of everything I still believe that people are really good at heart. I simply can't build up my hopes on a foundation consisting of confusion, misery and death.
At sometime in our lives a devil dwells within us, causes heartbreaks, confusion and troubles, then dies.