Sentences That Don T Make Sense Novels & Stories

“I don’t know. None of it made sense. It was like he was someone or something else.” “We’ll try our best to find out the answers, but don’t beat yourself up about it if we don’t understand those answers.”

"They're not separate. The conditions produce the thing, and the thing changes the conditions. It goes in both directions." "So the sentence is wrong," Clara says. "The first sentence is right," Valentina says. "The second sentence overcorrected. Overcorrection is a different kind of error than the original one." Clara looks at the notebook. She crosses out the second sentence with a single line — not erasing it, just marking it — and writes below it: *They work on each other.* "Better," Valentina says. "It's less precise," Clara says. "But more accurate. Those are different things."

he says, and I’m trying to make sense of everything. ##########

"Remember to dress warmly in this cold weather. Don't catch a cold." "Okay." "Don't eat too much salty, spicy, or oily food. It's not good for your health." "Okay." "Don't watch too many movies or cry too much. It's bad for your eyes." "Okay." Their conversation was a mix of warmth and coldness, ultimately meaningless.

20- 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘦 21- 𝘕𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴, 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘳 𝘦𝘢𝘵, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦. 𝘕𝘰 𝘷𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘵, 𝘯𝘰 "𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥" 𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳. Defaulting in any of these rules breed punishment.

Fred commented after six hours of watching the house of one of their suspected target. "Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!" Marvin repeatedly hit the dashboard of their car out of frustration. "Easy, buddy. You'll wake up the entire neighborhood." "Why can't we get a good break on this f*cking case! I've been busting my ass off!"

All caps again. SOMEONE WHO KNOWS WHAT YOU'RE DOING I stared for a moment, waiting for the follow-up. And waited. Nope. Seriously? That was it?You already said that, I answered with an eye roll.I don't know what you think you know, but you better start making sense. ABBY STERN MAKING SENSE NO *NOW ?

"That doesn't make sense at all." "So, we are accessing what makes sense and what doesn't make sense at all?" "Goodness," I called his name quietly. "We are done with our last exam paper which means that there is not going to be late nights, dark coffee or even silly dreams about puzzles we can't solve." "You are indeed crazy, Perer. That doesn't make sense at all."

Then why are you writing to my spouse? 'Ab hum aap ko kaise batayein ki hame kuchh theek nahi lag raha hai jaise kuch to unhoni hone wali hai. Hum nahi chahte ki hamari baatein adhuri reh jayein jo hum aap se kehna chahte hain kyun ki abhi aap bohot choti hain un baaton ko samajhne ke liye.' he thought in his mind. (Translation: Now how do I tell you that something doesn't seem right to me as if something bad is going to happen. I don't want my words to remain incomplete which I want to tell you because you are still too young to understand these things.)

“That doesn’t make sense.” “It doesn’t have to.” I exhale sharply. “I’m getting tired of that sentence.” “Then stop needing things to make sense.” “That’s not helpful.” “It’s accurate.” I look away from the space for a second, grounding myself in something real—trees, uneven ground, the way the air shifts when I breathe. But even that feels… thinner. Like it matters less here. “I don’t like this,” I admit. “You don’t have to like it.” “I don’t like that I want to step forward.”