“I freely admit I'm confused. I'm a confused and troubled individual but at the same time...Its Free! ”
“I'm not the head of Scotland Yard," said Mrs. Oliver, retreating from dangerous ground. "I'm a private individual -" "Oh, you're not that," said Rhoda, confusedly complimentary.”
“I'm not confused. I'm just well mixed.”
“I'm a confused child.”
“Sometimes I'm so devious I confuse myself.”
“It's all very confusing. I think I'm very honest and candid, but I'm also proud of how honest and candid I am -- so where does that put me?”