Quotes About Enigma

That is why one day I said my game will be like the Pythagorean Theorem - hard to figure out. A lot of people really don't know the Pythagorean Theory. They don't make them like me anymore. They don't want to make them like that anymore.

I have this theory, bands with enigmatic lyrics attract crazies.

It has not yet become obvious to me that there's no real problem. I cannot define the real problem; therefore, I suspect there's no real problem, but I'm not sure there's no real problem.

Beauty and the devil are the same thing.

The world is packed with mistery. We tend to forget this, but it?s still packed tight with it, like water in stone.

That was the thing about the Goodnight world. No matter what the label said, you could never assume anything only worked like magic.

'Tisn't beauty, so to speak, nor good talk necessarily. It's just It. Some women'll stay in a man's memory if they once walked down a street.

Cities, like cats, will reveal themselves at night.

cosmologists have come to the conclusion that known kinds of matter and energy constitute only about 4 per cent of the universe. The rest consists of dark matter and dark energy. The nature of 96 per cent of physical reality is literally obscure.8

It seems to me that part of the true function of a mystery is precisely that it remains unsolved. The world would be far too neat a place if the things that puzzled us were always, eventually, explained. We need unanswered questions at the edges of our lives. In fact, I'd go further. It's important not to think we can understand everything. Not to understand. The humility that can come from that. The wonder.

A girls heart is like a dark wood

What are these things that draw toward us, these visitors that hide among us

Not so much a game as a sphere, a mystery. Held up to light, a small hole into another dimension.

We follow the mystics. They know where they are going. They, too, go astray, but when they go astray they do so in a way that is mystical, dark, and mysterious.

She's like smoke:you think you're seeing her clearly enough,but when you reach for her there's nothing there

At first they were pitched in a low, rasping hum devoid of vowels, somewhat like Icelandic but more bestial. As

He had only one eye. How he had lost the other one I have never known.

a chasm whose depths we cannot see.

She's beautiful. In the way she is.

More powerful than God, more evil than the Devil; the poor have it, the rich lack it, and if you eat it you die?

It isn't the sort of thing you ask questions about, because the answers are not usually answers you want to know.

He could never get used to her, she was fresh every time, she was a casketful of secrets. Any moment now she would open herself up, reveal to him the essential thing, the hidden thing at the core of her life, or of her life, or of his life--the thing he was longing to know. The thing he'd always wanted.

From this distance it does resemble fun. Fun is not knowing how it will end.

the gods often mumble