Quotes About Enigma

There are some things in life we can never understand, things we are better off not understanding.

I can give you two words, I tell him. The second is off. Can you guess the first?

To swipe the immortal lines uttered by Sam Spade in The Maltese Falcon, a great mystery should take the lid off life and let [you] look at the works.

looking at Spade with cobalt-blue eyes that were both shy and probing.

The Enigma of Japanese Power, by Dutch journalist Karel van Wolferen

Nerezza had no nose.

Exactly," said Slank.

There were people in the world for whom the world and its people were subjects on which to cast spells.

Dark, cool, musty, smoky, where light fell funny and everyone looked like someone you knew or wanted to know. Or, more likely, wanted to forget.

Every time I think I've got you figured out you throw me a curve. - Veronica Knox

sixty-four-thousand-dollar question

So why do you think he's involved?" This came from Agent Lafferty. Bogart turned to her, seemingly surprised that she had uttered actual words. Decker stared dead at her. "Because he's inexplicable. And I don't like people who are inexplicable.

Big F took out a small box, unwrapped

Zane zane zane, ouvre le chien

Policemen seem to worry about unexplained bodies. It upsets their sense of neatness.

There are secrets within secrets, though--always.

It's not like he kept the money. It's not like he needed it. I think he especially liked the idea that the star of the show might have already moved away or recently died and there was no way to know.

And here, really, is the enigma of David Foster Wallace's work generally and Infinite Jest specifically: an endlessly, compulsively entertaining book that stingily withholds from readers the core pleasures of mainstream novelistic entertainment, among them a graspable central narrative line, identifiable movement through time, and any resolution of its quadrumvirate plotlines.

A large head is all The Darkness knows.

Beyond that elfin face, the steady eyes, there was something breathing, something that was fed blood from a tiny heart beating under pointed breasts. But is was cobweb under the fingers. Cobweb in the woods that touches the face and disappears under the fingers.

All things lie dark in possibility.

There are more things in Heaven and Earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy.

There is more things in heaven and earth...than are dreamt of by your philosophy.

William Shakespeare