Quotes About Mystery

The question of what happens after life is question that unifies human beings.

Le Streghe non conoscono le origini del loro culto.

apparently they go with the billet.

As I watched the pulsing fire among the trees and heard the beat of the drum merge and tremble with the voices, forming an intricate pattern of sound, I knew that someday I would have to return or be haunted forever by the beauty and mystery that is Africa.

the whole thing guarded by a tall, thick hedge of fuchsias that rustled mysteriously with birds.

It seemed to me, in the gloom, that the flowers had moved closer to her, had crowded eagerly about her bed, as though waiting for her to tell them something. A ravaged old queen, lying in state, surrounded by her whispering court of flowers.

hung like a trembling curtain of black lace

ink-black shadows

It is impossible for anyone to adequately express the deep movements of love within the spiritual life. It cannot be done by words, by art, or by any way other than the love with which one lives one's life.

Whatever God is He's in them. Not everyone. But in some people. He sort of doles Himself out a little, and He shows up in people where you'd never expect it. Huguette and Father Latour and Kruis and Mr. Munk. God gave a little piece of Himself to make 'em.

Furthermore, in Revelation 17:5 we find this proclamation: "MYSTERY, BABYLON THE GREAT, THE MOTHER OF HARLOTS AND ABOMINATIONS OF THE EARTH." This, the Rastas say, is the world of wretched cities into which the poor Ethiopian is cast, not unlike Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego, to come forth, unscathed by flame. To come out pure. To have the faith to be untouched by the blasphemy of the world's wrongdoing.

The real question is why is there "being"? The existence of existence is amazing, awesome.

The mystery that remains in the sunset is the riddle of why and how a mixture of seemingly inert, unthinking atoms of carbon, hydrogen, oxygen, and several other varieties can produce humans capable of having the subjective experience we refer to as beauty, or the love that would have us kiss our kids good night. Science is no closer to answering those questions today than it was a century ago.

I know it was wonderful, but I don't know how I did it.

All I know about humor is that I don't know anything about it.

Whatever people in general do not understand, they are always prepared to dislike; the incomprehensible is always the obnoxious.

Where there is an unknowable, there is a promise.

Oh! Let us never, never doubt What nobody is sure about.

So lonely 'twas that God himself scarce seemed there to be.

What a man enjoys about a woman's clothes are his fantasies of how she would look without them.

A little while with grief and laughter, And then the day will close; The shadows gather . . . what comes after No man knows.

The dreadful dead of dark midnight.

That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon.

Murder most foul, as in the best it is; But this most foul, strange and unnatural.