A Quote by Daniel Boone

No, I never did get lost, but I was bewildered for three days once. — © Daniel Boone
No, I never did get lost, but I was bewildered for three days once.
I never was lost. I was bewildered right bad once for as much as a week, but not lost.
I was never lost in the woods in my whole life, though once I was confused for three days.
I've never been lost, but I've been a mite bewildered for a few days.
The death, and the burial, and the resurrection of Jesus happened over three days. Friday was the day of suffering and pain and agony. Saturday was the day of doubt and confusion and misery. But Easter, that Sunday, was the day of hope and joy and victory. You will face these three days over and over and over in your lifetime. And when you do, you’ll find yourself asking, as I did, three fundamental questions: Number one, what do I do in my days of pain? Two, how do I get through my days of doubt and confusion? Three, how do I get to the days of joy and victory? The answer is Easter.
Hence the experienced soldier, once in motion, is never bewildered; once he has broken camp, he is never at a loss.
In 2013, I got a phone call out of the blue from Jason Sudeikis. He said there was an NBC commercial that they wanted him to do, and if we did it, we'd get to go to London for three days. I thought, 'Wow, three days in London. Unbelievable!'
Did I have rough days? Days I didn't want to train? Days I thought my career would never get back off the ground and possibly be over? Absolutely.
We must never forget that Christ did not suffer just during His three years of public ministry or the last few days of His life when He was crucified. No, He suffered throughout His life on earth. He who was without sin lived daily with the corruption and sinfulness of lost humanity.
Of-course we did, but we didn't reply because we knew once this leaks the others will scatter, so in the few days we moved quickly before the press got hold of it. The press did get hold of it a few days later, we nabbed, we were able to get 15, the others got away.
I think I once went three or four years without doing a play, and I almost lost my mind, then I came back and did 'Spamalot.'
Once I knew the City very well, spent my attic days there, while others were being a lost generation in Paris, I fledged in San Francisco, climbed its hills. slept in its parks, worked on its docks, marched and shouted in its revolts~ It had been to me in the days of my poverty and it did not resent my temporary solvency.
I let football drive me crazy. If we lost, I would shut myself away for two or three days, not sleeping, torturing myself about what I did.
Once a song is done, for me, personally, it's usually two or three days to get the mixdown.
Innocence, Once Lost, Can Never Be Regained. Darkness, Once Gazed Upon, Can Never Be Lost.
But a Constitution of Government once changed from Freedom, can never be restored. Liberty, once lost, is lost forever.
Three-dimensional results are important to me. I did once spend some time just writing, and floating around, and I lost my mind a little bit. I wasn't so good at that.
This site uses cookies to ensure you get the best experience. More info...
Got it!