Quotes About Bewilderment

The comb tugged a little too hard, and Win murmured an apology and rubbed the smarting spot with her fingertips. So gently. It made his throat tight and his eyes sting. Deeply disquieted, and bewildered, Kev swallowed back the feeling. He stayed tense but passive beneath her touch. He could hardly breathe for the pleasure she gave him.

Watercress. Jesus. He knew every gun that had ever been manufactured. Every hold in every martial art. This was beyond him. What the fuck was watercress?

A spell perhaps?" The prince wrinkled his face as though it physically hurt him to think and ask questions.

What the flip?

I just stood there staring, because while I've seen a lot of weird things, I hadn't ever seen that.

BLARGLE SLORG NOTH HARGHLE FTHAGN! You know. The usual.

What the hell kind of Hell was this supposed to be?

I know. It makes my head hurt too.

How could this have happened when everything was normal?

Confuse your trail, lose your trail.

Nobody in this world can explain you the meaning of life, but I can explain it only in four words and these are – I also don't know.

Ah Corydon, Corydon, what madness has caught you?

Well I'm trying to think what I put in... I think I put in 'why?' to see if I'd confuse the computer.

After a person dies, there is always something like a feeling of stupefaction, so difficult is it to comprehend this unexpected advent of nothingness and to resign oneself to believing it.

Any one who has common sense will remember that the bewilderments of the eyes are of two kinds, and arise from two causes, either from coming out of the light or from going into the light, which is true of the mind's eye, quite as much as of the bodily eye;

She stands just outside her door, puzzled, vaguely disquieted.

The granddaddy of all countercultures, of course, was early Christianity itself. And in a polemic written in the 2nd century by the Greek philosopher Celsus, we have a marvelous document of the bewilderment and incomprehension with which Greco-Roman rationalists of the early Christian era viewed this counterculture.

Il bassotto alzò il muso verso di lui, con lo sguardo dei cani quando non capiscono e non sanno che possono aver ragione a non capire.

I rather enjoy that sense of bewilderment a novel gives you when you start reading it, but if the first effect is fog, I'm afraid the moment the fog lifts my pleasure in reading will be lost, too.

What the heck was that supposed to mean? Pep

We hardly dare face our bewilderment, because our ambiguous experience is so pleasantly iridescent, and the solace of belief in contrived reality is so thoroughly real. We have become eager accessories to the great hoaxes of the age. These are the hoaxes we play on ourselves.

Life is very strange.

What in the name of Buddha's bra is he going on about now?

Frankly, people don't make sense to me.