Quotes About Enigmatic

The trees stood stiffly like sinister monks in black habits guarding the glades and clearings with the broad sleeves of their branches.

Charisma is a mysterious and powerful thing. I have it in limited supply, and that which I do have functions under highly specialized conditions.

Movies work, in my opinion, on the best level when they're more enigmatic, when we don't say it's this or that and where it raises more questions than answers.

Beauty is not caused. It is.

She's kind of a walking poem, she's this perfect beauty...but at the same time very deep, very smart.

What does my soul look like to you?' 'I couldn't reduce it to words if I tried, but its beauty is unsurpassed.

I don't even know what the word strange means anymore... that's really strange.

It was as though, by concealing woman behind the veils of her enigmatic nature, men could evade the unpalatable truth that their mother was a sexual being. Proclaiming woman to be a dark problem, men were happily dispensed from searching for a solution.

and coming from the walls all around was a slight humming sound, almost too low to hear, the sort of sound you had to get used to or go mad.

Comets are like cats: they have tails, and they do precisely what they want.

Eraserhead is my most spiritual movie. No one understands when I say that, but it is.

He was a glance from God

I guess my experience with some stuff is kind of abstract.

On paper I'm incredibly annoying.

It seemed to him a very Edinburgh thing. Welcoming, but not very.

Thou strange piece of wild nature!

To construct mechanically the brain of a somniferous tale, it is not enough to dissect nonsense & mightily stupefy the reader's intelligence with renowned doses, so as to paralyze his faculties for the rest of his life by the infallible law of fatigue; one must, besides, with good mesmeric fluid, make it somnambulistically impossible for him to move, against his nature forcing his eyes to cloud over at your own fixed stare.

The Moretti women had a smile like they were going to eat you...and you'd like it.

She seems to think being cryptic is some kind of substitute for having a decent personality.

His face, brooding and saturnine in the shadows, could have belonged to some lesser god in a realm far below Olympus. Powerful, secretive, enigmatic. He turned his head until his lips nudged her palm with a tenderness she knew somehow was reserved for her alone.

Despite his size and broad-shouldered build, there was a feline quality about him... he was like a lazy but potentially deadly tiger.

We've tried to set her straight, but you don't set that woman anywhere. She's like the value of pi. She just is.

Investigate the faeries. Great. That was absolutely guaranteed to get complicated before I got any useful answers. If there was one thing faeries hated doing, it was giving you a straight answer, about anything. Getting plain speech out out of one is like pulling out teeth. Your own teeth. Through your nose.

Your kind, Aleran, are the most vicious and gentle, most savage and noble, most treacherous and loyal, most terrifying and fascinating creatures I have ever seen.' Her fingers brushed over his cheek again. 'And you are unique among them.