Quotes About Mystery

Of this poetry I'm left with the emptiness of an endless secret

Quale canto s'è levato stanotte che intesse di cristallina eco del cuore le stelle

rampole isn't here and nobody knows when she'll be back

said Mrs Bradley, looking like a benevolent alligator and then suddenly screeching like a slightly demented macaw.

The most beautiful experience we can have is the mysterious. It is the fundamental emotion which stands at the cradle of true art and true science. Whoever does not know it and can no longer wonder, no longer marvel, is as good as dead, and his eyes are dimmed. —ALBERT EINSTEIN

We know how ninety-nine percent of the universe works," he told Carter shortly after they met, "and that's the clockworks, that's what we build with. But the other one percent makes the clockworks wind down. That's inertia. No one knows how that works, but it does. It's that one percent mystery that's the way of our maker. Put everything together, energy and inertia, the explicable and the inexplicable, and that's how you and I make our living.

The flesh had infinity in it. I must know every inch by touch yet every inch renewed its mystery the instant my hand moved on. Delightful endless futility.

You know why they invented the phrase 'case closed'? What? So that the audience would know it wasn't.

Many of the characters named in this book existed, as did the shadowy order sometimes known as the Brotherhood of St. John of Tobolsk.

Alexei and Anastasia are barely alive. The others are dead

not all the bullets penetrated her body where the gems were sewn into her clothing." The nun nodded. "They saved her from being killed instantly." She indicated tight columns of gems woven inside the corset lining. "It's probably why Alexei didn't die at first. No doubt they were sewn into his clothing, too." Boyle took the corset and examined the fabric. "Will she make it?

The boy thought, How powerful a story is, and how by a kind of magic it compels the imagination; there was nothing in the world, it seemed to him, so mysteriously strong; and he began to wonder if he would ever have anything as beautiful to tell.

She only knew that there was something she did not know.

She could walk through a lightning storm without being touched; grab a bolt of lightning in the palm of her hand; use the heat of lightning to start the kindling going under her medicine pot. She turned the moon into salve, the stars into swaddling cloth, and healed the wounds of every creature walking up on two or down on four.

Happy or unhappy, families are all mysterious. We have only to imagine how differently we would be described - and will be, after our deaths - by each of the family members who believe they know us.

Happy or Unhappy, families are all mysterious.

would I have known that mystery leaves a space for us when certainty does not? And would I have dared to challenge rules later in life if my father had obeyed them?

mystery leaves a space for us when certainty does not.

Life and death. They are somehow sweetly and beautifully mixed, but I don't know how.

Sometimes God writes straightforward in twisted lines.

The solution to the mystery is always inferior to the mystery itself.

The most powerful name after God is How.

Truth is the most valuable secret.

Mystery is gone to the certainty of technological principles. So the real terror, the real aggression against life comes in the form of the pursuit of our technological happiness.