Quotes About Puzzle

Finn whispered, "What has a head, thorax, and abdomen, but stands six feet tall?" "A snowman?

If you can't be free, be a mystery.

Something was going on here, something that wasn't right. It was almost like the killer was lobbing grenades at her with clues pointing to different suspects. Was that part of his game?

Chapter Twelve Ryker tried to formulate a possible scenario around the Darling girls disappearance, but there were too many missing

Nothing is more lethal to the effect that a ghost story should make than for the author to provide alternative materialist solution. This reduces a poem to a puzzle and confines the reader's spirit instead of enlarging it.

A human being is a problem in search of a solution.

I can't travel without Sudoku.

At my house, when a missing pawn shows up in the Scrabble tiles, it counts as an extra blank.

My quest for cosmic understanding is a book I have picked up and put down many times, always forgetting to insert a bookmark.

Refactoring is a lot like solving a Rubik's cube. There are lots of little steps required to achieve a large goal. Each step enables the next.

when faced with a problem you do not understand, do any part of it you do understand, then look at it again.

When faced with a problem you do not understand, do any part of it you do understand and then look at it again.

It's a geometric puzzle; it can happen in any combination of ways. Physically or psychologically—or a little of both. It can be permanent or temporary, all or part. No rules!

I do not know the difference between them, for the politics of the Yankees is a puzzle I cannot solve, study it as I may. But as far as seeing through a grindstone goes, I am afraid— Susan shook her head dubiously, that they are all tarred with the same brush.

That things were mysterious did not make them less valuable.

Deep within, every human being hoards a pitch-black riddle. The darkness of the iris is nothing other than the starless night, the darkness deep in the eye is nothing other than the darkness of the universe.

I unfold the paper. Owen's note is short. One line, its own puzzle. Protect her.

She can neither be ignored nor explained!

Richard was a riddle with no answer, and I was tired of playing a game I couldn't win.

This was one of those days when I thought that maybe a new life, a different life, wouldn't be so bad. But where the hell had I put the receipt, and could you return something that was over twenty years old? Where do you go to get a new life when your old one has you so puzzled you don't know how to fix it? Wish I knew.

It was like looking at a knot, knowing it was a knot, but not knowing how to untie it. I had no map for this life.

XVXVI, or 10-5-10-5-1, yielded H-E-H-E-A, which, unless she wanted to show her derisive laughter, made no sense.

Laurie R. King

Who threw the overalls in Mrs. Murphy's chowder?