Quotes About Enigma

there are valleys with deep woods that no axe has ever cut.

Benzersiz ve karma??k olan? doÄŸaüstücülüÄŸün ilkel kestirmeciliÄŸiyle k?sa yoldan aç?klamaya çal??mak ancak yeterince düÅŸünmesini bilmeyen insanlar?n harc?d?r.

for doubt and secrecy are the lure of lures

Nothing really known, can continue to be acutely fascinating.

low doorway and locked the accursed secret behind him. There would be

for the soapy, greenish-black stone with its golden or iridescent flecks and striations resembled nothing familiar to geology or mineralogy.

DIES MIES JESCHET BOENE DOESEF DOUVEMA ENITEMAUS".

humdrum lives breed wistful longings of the unknown...

All the objects—organic and inorganic alike—were totally beyond description or even comprehension. Gilman sometimes compared the inorganic masses to prisms, labyrinths, clusters of cubes and planes, and Cyclopean buildings; and the organic things struck him variously as groups of bubbles, octopi, centipedes, living Hindoo idols, and intricate Arabesques roused into a kind of ophidian animation.

In his contradictions he was as much an enigma as the country itself: a religious devotee out of spite at the soullessness of men who thought of nothing but dogs and sheep, a scientific breeder of sheep because of his contempt for sheep, the Icelandic pastor of a thousand years' folk-stories, his presence alone was a comfortable reassurance that all was as it should be.

Is she always elusive?" "Her whole life's a no-show.

I live in the same world as you do. I just see things that are outside the realm of understanding.

that looked like something out of an

Maya tried to throw this new information into the mix. When she added it all up—Claire, Joe, the nanny cam, the phone, the strip club, the rest—Maya considered all the possibilities and came up with bubkes. Nothing made sense.

Harlan Coben

If you like a story that's totally different and won't know which way it's going... where it's go ing to end up and which way it's going to take you, then I think my work fits the bill.

The most difficult crime to track is the one which is purposeless.

London is a riddle. Paris is an explanation.

Every craggy and gnarled tree has its own strange and graceful legend attached to it.

A tree is an incomprehensible mystery.

'Tis strange - but true for truth is always strange Stranger than fiction.

Truth ... Is a breath, a wind, A shadow, a phantom; Long have I pursued it, But never have I touched The hem of its garment.

The truth is always an abyss.

Nothing is wholly obvious without becoming enigmatic. Reality itself is too obvious to be true .