Quotes About Mystery

War is hell, but that's not the half of it, because war is also mystery and terror and adventure and courage and discovery and holiness and pity and despair and longing and love. War is nasty; war is fun. War is thrilling; war is drudgery. War makes you a man; war makes you dead.

and for all the ambiguities of Vietnam, all the mysteries and unknowns, there was at least the single abiding certainty that they would never be at a loss for things to carry.

Somebody's killing the moon, the goddess; some woman has apparently taken on the—what would the word be—goddess-hood and somebody's killing her. I think it's too late for her, and I don't know the circumstances, but she's got a child, a little girl. An infant, in fact, to judge by how close Venus was to the moon when we saw it." Here

I go out to the cliffs with binoculars to see whales find their way in from the southern mist and I walk here in this paddock, stubbornly, wondering at the heat each of us leaves in our wake.

Say I hit your number, called you up, you'd wonder what the fuck, every one of youse, and your mouth'd go dry. Maybe you're just some stranger I pocket-dialled. Or one of them shitheads from school I could look for. Any of youse heard my voice now you'd think it was weather. Or a bird screaming. You'd be sweating sand. Like I'm the end of the world.

An hour later, Thomas, Keith, and Alan went outside. "In front of us was an almost terrible shape, an intensely dark shape like a black thundercloud," Thomas recalls. "This was totally mind-chilling.…

The Durant Report.

The mysterious quality of artworks is a signal of the mysterious quality of objects in general. Beauty is a secret that we know exists but whose content we don't know. When we share it with other, it's as if we are in on the same secret. We look at each other in amazement or with knowing look. But it's impossible to specify what this secret is. Only the fact that there is a secret is of any importance. Beauty is based on the raw fact of the secret as such.

To live in a world fairly dripping with technology and yet have no concept of how or why any of it worked—it seemed incomprehensible.

A sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic.

And it dies never knowing where the attack came from.

The house looks like we've been robbed, but who robs you and then makes ten failed attempts to make a toast before leaving?

What is this heart? If I tear open that chest of yours, will I see it there? If I smash open that skull of yours, will I see it there? ~ulquiorra

Noooo, there's no way I, a mere handsome and sexy shopkeeper, could possibly have bankai!" — Urahara Kisuke

We fear that which we cannot see.

Cats cant speak, that's common sense. -Yoruichi

i am a trickster who doesn't know solitude

We fear which we cannot see

We stand in awe before that which can not be seen... And we respect, with every fiber, that which can not be explained.- Rukia, (And so fell the sword of fate...)

We stand in awe before that which cannot be seen. We respect with every fiber of our being that which cannot be explained

For me, life and death are very important themes

We are the fish in front of the waterfall. We are the insects inside the cage. We are the ruins of the billows, The skull on the crosier, The force of the torrent and the whale that drinks it. We are the five-horned bull. We are the fire-breathing monster. And the screaming children. Oh, we are posioned by the moonlight.

Just don't lose the magic.

Of that time, there is still much we do not know.