Quotes About Unexplainable

You feel a love you know you will never be able to adequately explain or express to him, a love that flows one way, down the generations, not in reverse, and is understood and reciprocated only when time has made of a younger generation an older one.

Exactly. Magic happens to be everything which eludes comprehension.

I've had a couple of odd experiences - unexplainable anxiety that came my way through a belief in something... I mean, it sounds cryptic, but... anything for me that turns myself against myself, I stay away from.

Love is the only emotion so unexplainable and unique, that not even the greatest of writers could hope to contain it within their meagre words.

The unexplainable thing in nature that makes me feel the world is big fat beyond my understanding – to understand maybe by trying to put it into form. To find the feeling of infinity on the horizon line or just over the next hill.

See? It's senseless. How can you lose an hour? Where does it go? Can someone else find it? Does it get reported to the Lost Time Division?

My philosophy is that you can't explain the world. It's too big and it's too crazy and sometimes it's funny and most of the time it's... strange.

Music is something so mystical, so unexplainably a thing you cannot put in the rules or boundaries, you know? It speaks about our feelings about questions of life and death. It goes absolutely beyond any kind of rules.

Never f*!k with the ineffable.

The most incredible thing about miracles is that they happen.

Gravitation is, so far, not understandable in terms of other phenomena.

It's pathetic how we can't live with the things we don't understand. How we need everything labeled and explained and deconstructed. Even if it's for sure unexplainable. Even God.

Maybe it was more than that. Maybe some things shouldn't be explained.

Witnesses have stated that a piece of it was extremely thin and light—the color of aluminum—and that one could crumple a piece of it up in one's hand and then lay it on a flat surface, where it would quickly un-crumple itself into its original flat, pristine condition, without evidence of a crease. It also could not be scratched, cut, burned, or permanently deformed in any way.

it is not news that we live in a world Where beauty is unexplainable And suddenly ruined And has its own routines. We are often far From home in a dark town, and our griefs Are difficult to translate into a language Understood by others.

Personally, I'm a lazy kind of guy, and leaving the door open on the mystical saves me work. I don't have to stress my brain trying to explain the unexplainable. It's magic. End of discussion.

The power of affinity lies in its mystery: the way it stands outside everything logical; you step into a crowded room and see a stranger, and somehow you feel you know her better than you know the friends you came with.

Vocation at its deepest level is, This is something I can't not do, for reasons I'm unable to explain to anyone else and don't fully understand myself but that are nonetheless compelling.

There is always something for which there is no accounting. Take, for example, the whole world.

More beautiful than the world, word. Matter of fact, beautiful aint the word. Unexplainable is the beauty of her. And Ill be the race car, hitting her curves.

I can't explain what happened and I am not even going to try. Let's just forget that this ever happened and have a meal in town.

He understood why she kept him away, why they had connected so strongly, why he couldn't forget her. None of this made sense in traditional terms. This wasn't something he could share with anyone. This was his truth. This was something he knew inherently to be true. He understood this in his soul.

You don't forget the feeling of stepping through a door and understanding in some unexplainable way that death has walked in before you.

There is no definition of beauty, but when you can see someone's spirit coming through, something unexplainable, that's beautiful to me.