Quotes About Mystery

The mist hung in the air like a prancing unicorn.

Well, then,' said Charlie, his face half hidden in the shadows. 'How long do you think this baby has been dead?

You don't know if he's pissed or just laughing at you.

Me and you going after this guy—it's like the Hardy Boys meet Hannibal Lecter.

There are cases where coffins have been dug up and they've found scratch marks on the lids inside, broken fingernails stuck in the wood, bloody handprints." I shudder,

For the rest of her life, she lives in a low, dark house of white stone. It has a wide tiled roof and a hawthorn bush to ward off lightning. Outdoors, she wears a full green flannel skirt and a pointy hood. She is more prolific than the fields, which produce a crop of barley or rye only once every two years.

Further west, on the edge of the Iraty forest, a naked, hairy man who could run like a deer, and who was later thought to be the remnant of a Neanderthal colony, was spotted several times in 1774, indulging in his favourite pastime: scattering flocks of sheep. On the last occasion, when the shepherds tried to catch him, he ran away, giggling, and was never seen again.

Yes, everyone know Bigfoot smell like shit. Please make effort not to point out every time you see Bigfoot. Thank you.

The interior of our skulls contains a portal to infinity.

Your explanation for anything slightly odd is aliens,' said Lister. 'You lose your keys, it's aliens. A picture falls off the wall, it's aliens. That time we used up a whole bog roll in a day, you thought that was aliens.

Let it be known there is a fountain that was not made by the hands of men

E pareva giocasse nella notte morente, la luna, libera e sola nel deserto del cielo crepuscolare, sopra la terra ancora addormentata; e si nascondeva, e riappariva tra le fronde, e si specchiava nell'acqua destandovi mille sorrisi, compiacendosi a vedersi nuda, libera e sola.

The asteroid was longer on the inside than it was on the outside. The seventh chamber went on forever.

The truth is stranger than fiction . . . and often more incriminating.

We've been half right about a lot of things, but there's something missing from our theories, something whose nature we haven't even guessed yet. If we don't learn to understand it, it will kill us.

I hope you theorists know what you're doing.' 'I can assure you that we don't. The geometry is still beyond us. All I learnt in the void was that our best guess so far is certainly wrong.

When you drive down Cemetery Road, the angel appears to be looking directly at you. Yet once you pass the monument and look back over your shoulder, the angel is still looking at you. Thus the appellation: the Turning Angel.

Love, like gravity, which could move across time and dimensions.

A family on the throne is an interesting idea," Walter Bagehot wrote in 1867. "It brings down the pride of sovereignty to the level of petty life." He warned, however, against too much exposure of the personal monarchy: "If you begin to poke about it, you cannot reverence it.… Its mystery is its life. We must not let in daylight upon magic.

Michael Drosnin

There was, however, almost as much artifice to his surroundings as there was need, since Wotan enjoyed his status as the agency mystery. By remaining in the shadows, he appeared even more intimidating and powerful, which was precisely what he wanted.

After that, Thomas had told her, he felt that Allander drew his inspiration from some source beyond Thomas's comprehension.

He has spent a lifetime in the vicinity of trauma, usually inflicting it. He is known by some as Evan Smoak. To a few, he is known as Orphan X.

two graves with no grass grown over them yet