Quotes About Puzzlement

Can something be "almost" an accident?' Pattern asked, genuinely curious.

I enjoy things with curious properties, and stupidity is most interesting. The more you study it, the further it flees—and yet the more of it you obtain, the less you understand about it!

Why would you do that?

He took a sheet of paper out of a desk drawer. But what would he write? The day's work had hardly involved more than collecting a large number of question marks.

What sort of philosophers are we, who know absolutely nothing of the origin and destiny of cats?

It was for the instant confounding and bottomless, for if he were innocent, what then on earth was I?

I don't know, upon my honour, what I'm doing.

I've been collecting linguistic oddities for years and years, ever since I was small. I've got loads of notebooks where I've jotted down things I couldn't make sense of.

I just don't get death at all. Yes, it's there. But I don't get it.

I knew there was something I had to do yesterday. I couldn't remember what it is. I can't figure it out. I know it's a holiday. I know I don't have a meeting. It's very confusing.

Wonder at everything and ask, why?Love everything and wonder, why?

Why am I covered in feathers

I had no idea how to square that particular circle.

Give me a mystery - just a plain and simple one - a mystery which is diffidence and silence, a slim little bare-foot mystery: give me a mystery - just one!

His mouth had already been hanging open, but it managed to hang open further as the tiny close-set peepers crowding his nose opened with the wide-eyed innocence of a newborn suffering its first gas pain.

Nick wasn't sure what he thought about

Ich treibe in einem Meer der Verwunderung. Ich zweifle; ich bange; ich denke seltsame Dinge, die ich meiner eigenen Seele nicht einzugestehen wage.

Do my ears deceive me, or can I actually hear the sounds of worms turning? You say a turning worm makes no sound? But how about a chorus of turning worms?

What are you babbling about?" one of the other Sisters asked, not concerned with what they saw as a dusty aphorism.

WHAT FOR IS THIS BOX PADDED? IS IT TO BE SAT ON? CAN IT BE THAT IT IS CAT-FLAVOURED?

she was definitely feeling several twinkles short of a glitter...

She was so confused. No, she wasn't.

Jennie looked at him curiously. She scarcely understood what she was thinking, but this man drew her. If she had realized in what way she would have fled his presence then and there.

Wrong as a squirrel with feathers, or a wolf with wooden teeth; not injustice, not unfairness—just a wrongness that, under the sky, could not exist.