Quotes About Enigma

There's a lot of places where the image of a cube as a thing of power is pertinent. I don't know why that is. I don't have any mythic explanation for it, but it seems to work for people.

It's a phenomenon that we don't really understand.

I don't know why my pictures come out looking so good. I just don't get it.

It drove me mad not being able to know more about Pink Floyd when I was a little kid. But that's the great thing - there was this mystery behind it, and we couldn't find out enough. It made your mind work, it made you seek after it or try to interpret it. It made you envision or imagine what they were doing.

The performances I enjoy are the ones that are hard to read or ambiguous or left-of-centre because it makes you look closer and that's what humans are like - quite mysterious creatures, hard to pinpoint.

I love being an enigma. Every time I'm tempted to respond to someone who tries to put me in a box, politically - you know, someone who gets on the Internet and says, you're pro-gun, or you're anti-gun - I stop and say to myself, 'This is great; this is what I wanted. I wanted to be the guy you can't figure out.'

Alas, nothing reveals man the way war does. Nothing so accentuates in him the beauty and ugliness, the intelligence and foolishness, the brutishness and humanity, the courage and cowardice, the enigma.

Black holes are enigmatic astronomical objects, areas where the gravity is so immense that it has warped spacetime so that not even light can escape.

tactile than olfactory—but I could discern nothing else about it.

Charlotte read the preprinted slip. Redeemed. $1,000. She whirled around. "Wait, sir, excuse me, but how did you know . . ." But he was gone. Along with the crowd and the hum of voices. Charlotte stood completely alone except for the battered trunk and the glittering swirl in the air.

Mickie, and watch yourself. Something's in the water.

Okay, first of all, how hot can a billy goat with a blowtorch really get? And why does he have a blowtorch in the first place?

Mysteries abound where most we seek for answers.

What is soul? It's like electricity - we don't really know what it is, but it's a force that can light a room.

34. Beneath Each Knowing There is mystery because there is not-knowing. Yet beneath each knowing is the next not-knowing. So each knowing deepens the mystery. Yet even in knowing there is the mystery of knowing.

I stepped out into the night air that nobody had yet found out how to option. But a lot of people were probably trying. They'd get around to it.

The streets were dark with something more than night.

Tall, aren't you?" she said. "I didn't mean to be." Her eyes rounded. She was puzzled. She was thinking. I could see, even on that short acquaintance, that thinking was always going to be a bother to her.

We have come from all the countries of the world and are going to Saintes-Maries de la Mer. Nomads of the enigma, we gather there each year after having carried our mystery through ordinary countryside and fluid towns. Since we become transformed by our wanderings we are despised by those who stand still and retain a memory of giant serpents and metallic green.

a dangerous heat came off of her, murky and wild, like a swamp.

I've got access to your mysterious body but not your mysterious soul. Souls seem to me the loneliest possibility of all.

Aspen Ladd is quite the enigma. She looks and acts like a Girl Scout out of the cage, but in there she is an absolute beast.

We're really just the frosting on a cake and we don't know what's inside the cake.

Coming to Canada, I'd really like to see Sasquatch.