Quotes About Mystery

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How do you know I didn't bring you out here to dispose of you in private?

Furthermore--though it was quite irrelevant now--he had no idea his killer, Kazuo Kiriyama, had, in his mansion that was much larger than Toshinori's home in Shiroiwa-cho, mastered the violin at a level far superior to Toshinori's a long time ago--and then tossed his violin into the trash.

As Lothaire lifted the lid with a sense of dread, Nïx murmured, "Hint: it's the middle one." Elizabeth's fragile finger.Seeing it severed like this brought on a visceral reaction—pain shooting through his own hand, radiating throughout his regenerated heart. He closed the lid with a swallow, sentimentally pocketing the package. "You gave her your heart, and she gave you the bird." Nïx sighed. "Songs will be written about this.

her true name is never spoken aloud.

Compassion also brings us into the territory of mystery — encouraging us not just to see beauty, but perhaps also to look for the face of God in the moment of suffering, in the face of a stranger, in the face of the vibrant religious other.

A mystic is anyone who has a gnawing suspicion that the apparent discord, brokenness, contradiction, and discontinuities that assault us every day might conceal a hidden unity.

I've come to believe that our capacity to reach beyond ourselves—experiencing mystery or being present to others—is dependent on how fully we are planted in our bodies in all their flaws and their grace.

In life, in religion, in science, this I believe: any conviction worth its salt has chosen to cohabit with a piece of mystery, and that mystery is at the essence of the vitality and growth of the thing.

I'm consciously shedding the assumption that a skeptical point of view is the most intellectually credible. Intellect does not function in opposition to mystery; tolerance is not more pragmatic than love; and cynicism is not more reasonable than hope. Unlike almost every worthwhile thing in life, cynicism is easy. It's never proven wrong by the corruption or the catastrophe. It's not generative. It judges things as they are, but does not lift a finger to try to shift them.

The mystery and art of living are as grand as the sweep of a lifetime and the lifetime of a species. And they are as close as beginning, quietly, to mine whatever grace and beauty, whatever healing and attentiveness, are possible in this moment and the next and the next one after that.

I'm consciously shedding the assumption that a skeptical point of view is the most intellectually credible. Intellect does not function in opposition to mystery; tolerance is not more pragmatic than love; and cynicism is not more reasonable than hope. Unlike almost every worthwhile thing in life, cynicism is easy. It's

Our spiritual lives are where we reckon head-on with the mystery of ourselves, and the mystery of each other.

You shouldn't give him a ride, Grace!" Meme snapped. "He's likely to strangle you and dump your body in the lake." "Is this true?" I asked Callahan. "I was thinking about it," he admitted.

Like the locked room upstairs? Listen. I've read Jane Eyre. That better be a red room of pain up there, and not your ex-wife.

Do you like this? I click on the attachment. It's a slightly blurry picture, but of what, I'm not sure. A…a tree, maybe, though it doesn't look so healthy. It looks diseased, moist and soft. There's a knothole that looks damp and sick. Whatever it is, I can't imagine why someone would be sending it to Adam. He doesn't know anything about trees.

She wondered if he could see himself in a mirror. If he sparkled.

I'd be happy with Daniel. I already was. The fact that the universe had given me two lovely men and a baby in the space of a year...well, the universe was full of tricks and mystery.

entering his domain. She strode in and

I make you nervous," he whispered. It wasn't a question, but a statement. The smirk on his face told me he knew it was true. - Finn (Forsaken)

We can't have all these people seeing that thing on your wrist, can we?

I'm not really much of a shopper. I have to say that I'd definitely prefer good sex. What makes good sex? Oh my god. I think you need to feel free and you have to really trust the other person. And you have to have that strange, mysterious chemical connection.

What occurs between the lover and the beloved is the entire fullness of the Godhead. .. the God is born in solitude, from the secret mystery of the individual. The separation between life and love is the contradiction between solitude and togetherness.

Because there are innumerable things beyond the range of human understanding, we cannot constantly use symbolic terms to represent concepts that we cannot define or fully comprehend.