Quotes About Enigma

I am something supernatural not exactly god, ghost, spirit, angel, principle or element – There is no term for it in English.

Nothing but magic is really like magic, when it comes right down to it.

The witch raised one careful eyebrow. "I? I want nothing," she told Hazel. "Don't you see? I want nothing.

she wore weird baggy clothes and seemed like the sort of person who might tesser in some dark and stormy night.

The dark purr of his voice was almost soothing.

THE GHOST OF PANCAKE COURT Bean

My favorite actors are people who I don't know anything about, and I can project any character onto them.

I always have a strange feeling that projects choose you. It's always mysterious.

There is something about poetry beyond prose logic, there is mystery in it, not to be explained but admired.

tis a majestic thing, The darkness.

HERACLES. I understand no more. Thy words are riddles.

How good to have things like this, to be worshipped again, to pretend to have a mystery!

You are mysterious. I love you. You're beautiful, intelligent, and virtuous, and that's the rarest known combination.

Tell me about yourself." And she gave the answer that Adam must have given. "There's nothing to tell." But

Pero hubo un cambio en Gatsby que era simplemente incomprensible. Literalmente resplandecía; sin necesidad de palabra o gesto alguno de emoción, un nuevo bienestar irradiaba de él y llenaba la pequeña habitación.

As our credulity switched back to her she leaned forward with enthusiasm. 'You look at him sometimes when he thinks nobody's looking at him. I'll bet he killed a man.' She narrowed her eyes and shivered.

Perhaps Daisy never went in for amour at all--and yet there's something in that voice of hers...

But there was a change in Gatsby that was simply confounding. He literally glowed; without a word or a gesture of exultation a new well-being radiated from him and filled the little room.

A dim background started to take shape behind him, but at her next remark it faded away.

The unnatural and the strange have a perfume of their own

The human soul is an abyss

To organize our life in such a way that it becomes a mystery to others, that those who are closest to us will only be closer to not knowing us. That is how I've shaped my life, almost without thinking about it, but I did it with so much instinctive art that even to myself I've become a not entirely clear and definite individual.

Great mysteries inhabit the threshold of my being.

A Natureza é partes sem um todo. Isto é talvez o tal mistério de que falam.