Quotes About Puzzlement

I had received an answer to the question that Holmes had put to me. Now all I needed to know was why I had asked it.

It still amazes me that everyone is so crazy about what we are doing. Maybe I am just dreaming but people seem to really freak out at what we are doing. I don't know why.

But questions that don't answer themselves at the very moment of their asking are never answered.

Scratch your flesh raw between your toes, but you won't find the answer.

That's the remarkable thing about baseball. The game has a way of having you scratch your head one minute and drive you crazy, and then the next, you're entertained beyond your wildest hopes. That's why it's the best game.

What, nephew, said the king, is the wind in that door?

Where did your clothes go?

didn't know whether or not she

I find,' he says, his voice still muffled, 'that I am constantly wondering where he is. Where he has gone. It is like a wheel ceaselessly turning at the back of my mind. Whatever I am doing, wherever I am, I am thinking: Where is he, where is he? He can't have just vanished. He must be somewhere. All I have to do is find him. I look for him everywhere, in every street, in every crowd, in every audience. That's what I am doing, when I look out at them all: I try to find him, or a version of him.

How does Less get the world so wrong? Over and over again. Where is the exit for moments like this?

She had that frustrating dreamlike confusion of racking her brain for the answer then forgetting what the question was. There was a question, wasn't there?

I am left with a feeling and I cannot tell if it's emptiness or fullness.

I know not what to do, my mind is divided

Oh I don't know about that. - The Manteceros

There are just moments when you look up from any one place and realize, suddenly, you have no idea how you got there.

I hesitate. I feel like we forgot something. But what?

En el fondo, ¿qué busco? No sé.

A young man who is full of presentiments believes that he can account for much and discover even more in mysteries, and that he must work by means of mysteries.

What ball?" Selena gasped, truly surprised. He was not foxed, and he was not being blasé. The infuriating man really had no idea what she was talking about.

Unexplained noises are best left unexplained.

There are things in life we don't understand, and when we meet them, all we can do is let them alone.

I never can satisfy some need in me to achieve something of incredible hight. For my sake. It puzzles me deeply. And it sours my life. So there is a permanent dissatisfaction.

Lately, I feel like my life is a book written in a language I don't know how to read.

I don't know what it is I'm doing. But it's not that. Despite all evidence to the contrary.