Browsing Topic Best Awkward Quotes

Middle age is the awkward period when Father Time starts catching up with Mother Nature.

To understand is nothing, but to be understood-that is the problem and the source of anguish. The soul throbs and would have the other know-but can not and feels isolated. Then come gestures, words, awkward explanations and material symbols for imponderable outbursts of feeling-and the soul despairs.

Martin is your best friend, isn’t he?’ a sweet and well-intentioned girl once said when both of us were present: it was the only time I ever felt awkward about this precious idea, which seemed somehow to risk diminishment if it were uttered aloud.

Because I am an Englishman I spent most of my life in a state of embarrassment.

Order is never observed; it is disorder which attracts attention because it is awkward and intrusive.

I’m seeing too many kind of socially awkward kids that get through schools and then they can’t hold a job because they haven’t learned the discipline of get up in the morning.

What is a fine person or a beauteous face; unless deportment give them decent grace; Blessed with all other requisites to please, to want the striking elegance of ease; Awkward, embarrassed, stiff, without the skill of moving gracefully, or standing still.

I never did well meeting strangers, so my favorite part of partying as a couple was that I didn’t need to strike up conversation from scratch. If you’ve ever had to go out and meet new people on your own, you would understand. It can be a bit of an awkward situation. If you’re already out at a party with someone you know, it takes that pressure off.

On board ship there are many sources of joy of which the land knows nothing. You may flirt and dance at sixty; and if you are awkward in the turn of a valse, you may put it down to the motion of the ship. You need wear no gloves, and may drink your soda-and-brandy without being ashamed of it.

The teenage years are ridiculously crucial and hard and, um, awkward.

If youre in an awkward position, feel comfortable enough to walk away.

Well, in pharmacology, if the effect is local, it’s of course absolutely awkward to use it in any other way than as a local treatment.

Run for your lives-the computers are invading. Awesomely powerful computers tackling ever more important tasks with awkward, old-fashioned interfaces. As these machines leak into every corner of our lives, they will annoy us, infuriate us, and even kill a few of us. In turn, we will be tempted to kill our computers, but we won’t dare because we are already utterly, irreversibly dependent on these hopeful monsters that make modern life possible.

Reunions are always fraught with awkward tensions – the necessity to account for oneself; the attempt to find, through memories, an ember of the old emotions.

I feel like I’m nothing without wildlife. They are the stars. I feel awkward without them.

I wish I were less awkward around strangers. I never know what to say when someone asks me who I am and what the hell I’m doing in their house.

I made my performance debut in New York City downtown on the Lower East Side in college doing awkward performance art as a go-go dancer at Lady Starlight’s Party. And I never thought that my love for mediocre performance art and bad mime would ever come to use in my career as an actor. But my fantasies came true and I got to play Maureen in Rent.

Such young men are often awkward, ungainly, and not yet formed in their gait; they straggle with their limbs, and are shy; words do not come to them with ease, when words are required, among any but their accustomed associates. Social meetings are periods of penance to them, and any appearance in public will unnerve them. They go much about alone, and blush when women speak to them. In truth, they are not as yet men, whatever the number may be of their years; and, as they are no longer boys, the world has found for them the ungraceful name of hobbledehoy.

My sister is also retarded. Across the board. She’s a one hundred per cent, honest to goodness, born that way retard. I learned a long time ago that if you’re going to tell a story about your retarded sister, you need to mention she’s retarded right off the bat or inevitably, at the end of the story, someone will say, What… is she, retarded? And then you have to go, Uh… yeah, she is. Followed by a lengthy, awkward silence.

In other people’s company I felt I was dull, gloomy, unwelcome, at once bored and boring.

There was one awkward moment where a black man stood-up to ask a question and out of habit, Bush said ‘Clemency denied.’

I find it very hard to believe that people would prefer an awkward picture with me than a normal conversation.

I’m sort of a reverse Method actor. In my personal life, I become my characters. After ‘One Tree Hill’, I started dressing in Converse and ripped jeans and hoodies. On ‘Awkward’, it manifests in how I speak.

No matter where you are or where you grow up, you always go through the same awkward moments of being a teenager and growing up and trying to figure out who you are.

When you go to take someone’s picture, the first thing they say is, what you want me to do? Everyone is very awkward.

I wouldn’t want to be a talk show host. That’s another awkward compliment people make. ‘You should have your own talk show.’ And I think, no thank you.

So many times you see beautiful lovemaking scenes with a lot of exposure or an awkward lovemaking scene, but I think it’s very rare that you see it private.

A couple of years ago I used to have long, curly, mermaid hair that was amazing, and then I broke up with my boyfriend and I cut it off to my shoulders. It was in this awkward Molly Ringwald phase, so I just kept cutting it shorter.

Art is awkward until technique has become an unconscious habit.

There are so many times in my life when I wish I had the power to destroy anyone who would threaten or seek to humiliate the people I love. When you were a small, shy, awkward kid like me, and you saw and experienced some of the things I did and you can do nothing, you’re going to gravitate to those comic books and fantasies where the nerd gets bit by a radioactive spider and can beat up the bad guys.

I am very fond of the oyster shell. It is humble and awkward and ugly. It is slate-colored and unsymmetrical. Its form is not primarily beautiful but functional. I make fun of its knobbiness. Sometimes I resent its burdens and excrescences. But its tireless adaptability and tenacity draw my astonished admiration and sometimes even my tears. And it is comfortable in its familiarity, its homeliness, like old garden gloves when have molded themselves perfectly to the shape of the hand. I do not like to put it down. I will not want to leave it.

I wanted a line in a poem to be the hollow ney of the dervish orchestra whose plaintive wail is a call to God. But all I achieved was awkward shrieking. Not even the pure shriek of a reed in the rain.

These are pictures of the people in my family where we look like the most awkward and desperate folk you ever saw, poster children for the human condition.

Saying just the right thing after a considerable, awkward pause is far less effective than saying the wrong thing with perfect timing. I’m telling you.

It is uncomfortable to ask condemned people about their sentences just as it is awkward to ask wealthy people why they need so much money, why they use their wealth so poorly, and why they don’t just get rid of it when they recognize that it is the cause of their unhappiness.