I never was lost. I was bewildered right bad once for as much as a week, but not lost.
Elizabeth Madox RobertsFirst, there is the person one thinks he is and the appearance one thinks he has. Then there is the thing one actually is, and there is that which the others think, and here a myriad-faced being arose in her thought, but the second came back as being more difficult to know, for what eyes would see it and where would it stay?
Elizabeth Madox Roberts