look what they've done to me; I am disheveled, bewildered…

“out of a shardstrewn madness I stand up and look upon my hand, how it draws the one and only circle”

— Paul Celan

“Holding on is fine, but when your skin turns pale and begins to crack and bleed, it may be time to take a look…

— Susan Mrosek

I walk by studio heads and they actually look and put their hand out now, like maybe I should be on their radar.

— Robert Downey, Jr

“Folks look around, what do you see and what do you have in your hand or in your house? Don't you ever underestimate what…

— Euginia Herlihy

Why are we reading if not in hope that the writer will magnify and dramatize our days, will illuminate and inspire us with wisdom,…

— Annie Dillard

Some people are attracted to sickness, to the kind of madness where sparks fly off the head, to the incoherence of despair, masked by…

— Luke Davies

Guy Savelli's role in the War on Terror began when half-a-dozen strangers, within days of one another, contacted him via e-mail and telephone in…

— Jon Ronson

Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I.

— Lorenz Hart

Thus I began my systematic though half-bewildered tour of Innsmouth's narrow, shadow-blighted ways. Crossing the bridge and turning toward the roar of the lower…

— H. P. Lovecraft

“I didn't particularly feel like explaining myself to eighteen bewildered people.”

— Shannon A. Thompson

She was the murderous mother who cut us to the bone but left us alive, left us naked and bewildered as wrinkled newborn babies,…

— Jesmyn Ward

I admitted that I did not understand life. What I meant was that I am bewildered by human hearts and motivations, including my own.

— Norman Lock

I've never been lost, but I've been a mite bewildered for a few days.

— Daniel Boone

Language gradually varies, and with it fade away the writings of authors who have flourished their allotted time; otherwise, the creative powers of genius…

— Washington Irving

We are puzzled and bewildered whenever we see suffering in this world because we have become accustomed to the mercy and the long-suffering of…

— R. C. Sproul