Quotes About Perplexed

Ramona did not know what to say. She did not feel words like darling or adorable fitted this baby.

He was the luckiest man on earth, and he didn't know why.

Hey, tell me, when did this conversation go completely whoosh?

I think I speak for all of us when I say, "Huh?

All I know about humor is that I don't know anything about it.

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

It made my eyes make my brain think it forgot to wake up.

Though I couldn't make out what she was talking of I was terribly frightened; the absence of a clue gave such a range to one's imagination. (Sir Edmund Orme)

They were, of course, hopelessly lost.

Roland was staring at Tiffany, so nonplussed he was nearly minused.

Pritkin looked surprised, the way he always did at the idea that anyone might actually care about him.

I've never been nonplussed before but I know the definition and I imagine this must be what it feels like. It's not quite flummoxed, or bewildered. Words have subtle nuances. A year or two ago I might have been flabbergasted. This is a slightly different kind of stymied. Yes. I think it's nonplussed.

Spain?" Jesse said and glanced about at the others, but they looked equally perplexed. "Spain?" "Yes, to Baldr's castle. Where did you think he lived? The North Pole?

A faint frown wrinkled his broad forehead.

I was dazed, perplexed by the eternal flights of shallow steps that made me feel like a tiny, crawling creature negotiating a fallen pack of cards. From every shadowed corner, rampant stone lions and gryphons leered down at me with lolling tongues. Ancient swords clashed upon the walls around me.

I wasn't used to guys making me blush, and I wasn't sure why he even was making me blush.

It annoyed me more and not less because I didn't have a good reason for being annoyed. I couldn't even come up with anything to say about it.

Aubrey looked a little—what? I couldn't identify it.

Satan is never better pleased, than when he sees Christians puzzled and perplexed about those things in religion, which are of no great consequence or importance.

Finding this, she was much perplexed as to Henchard's motives in opening the matter at all; for in such cases we attribute to an enemy a power of consistent action which we never find in ourselves or or in our friends...

He looked like a tall, confused dandelion, with his long, thin stem and puff of white hair

Why aren't you at your booth?" "She ran out of bats' testicles and hares' anuses," I piped up. "Is it anuses or ani?" Roxy asked in an aside, looking perplexed. "You say octopi, don't you? Shouldn't more than one hare's anus be ani?

You win this game. I can't guess that shit. I thought I could name that shit in three notes, maybe less. But I'm baffled. Boggled. Blown away.

I stared at her, trying to decide if her smile could be called ghastly (I thought it could), or if she really was amused by her story.