Quotes About Bewildered

He might have to spend the rest of his presidency answering to the two classes of people always most vociferous in hard times: the bewildered and the guilty.

The kind of attention I get is way beyond my comprehension.

flabbergasted.

Nope. No idea.

He was bewildered, but he still could kiss. It seemed curiously natural to be doing it.

bewildered were the dead going about their days and nights in the dark putting their feet down carefully and finding themselves floating

I'm sure I don't know what you mean.

You were totally unprepared for her

For the first time in my adult life I feel . . . lost.

Mrs. Ivanov's gentle face was pale and bewildered, her wrinkles falling in on themselves as though they'd given up trying to hold on to any expression other than sorrow.

seemed to know what was going on, not even the

Grayson was looking at me differently now, like in all his travels, he'd never encountered anything quite like this. Like me.

Nothing is so convincing as someone who's a bewildered injured party and lets everybody know it.

I see," I said, which is something I very often say when I don't.

At least I know I'm bewildered about the really fundamental and important facts of the universe.

He's broken. He doesn't know what he's doing any more." "Shut up,

The whites do not believe in such things," Charley said. "Believe?" Tupshin was bewildered. "What is this talk of belief? Do they not believe in the sea, then? Or the mountains? There is a thing which is, it is not for believing or not believing.

Somebody come quick with the smelling salts; I'm about to faint.

The world is a kind of spiritual kindergarten where millions of bewildered infants are trying to spell "God" with the wrong blocks.

I don't know. I just feel all wicky-wacky. I'm just thrown for a loop and back. I can't even think about what to do.

I had no idea what to do with this unexpected life.

I don't understand it. What can there be in a simple little story like that to make people praise it so?" she said, quite bewildered. "There is truth in it, Jo, that's the secret.

Unconnected to the life of love, uncolored by love, the world resumes its own, its natural and callous importance. This is first a blow, then an odd consolation. And already I felt my old self - my old, devious, ironic, isolated self - beginning to breathe again and stretch and settle, though all around it my body clung cracked and bewildered, in the stupid pain of loss.

My poor head is in such a whirl, my mind is all in bits.