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Quotes About Mystery

The stars were a frozen effervescence.
~ Thomas Ligotti
To wail adamantly that a god exists is to kill that god or turn it into a plastic idol. To say that a god might exist is to vivify it with the meaning of mystery.
~ Thomas Ligotti
might just as well ask how you knew how to do the things you did.
~ Thomas Ligotti
For, as an evil poet once scribbled, superstition is the reservoir of all truths.)
~ Thomas Ligotti
You see how I live: shadows and silence, leaving things as I find them because I have no reason to disturb them. But there are things that I have known, even though I never wished to know them and cannot give them a name.
~ Thomas Ligotti
If there were dreams to sell,... Merry and sad to tell, And the crier rang the bell, What would you buy?
~ Thomas Lovell Beddoes
There is some secret stirring in the world, A thought that seeks impatiently its word.
~ Thomas Lovell Beddoes
There's plenty of room for strangeness, mystery, originality, wildness, etc. in poems that also invite the reader into the human and alive center about which the poem circles.
~ Thomas Lux
How much of what we do, from the ridiculous to the sublime, would not be done if we did not die? In tha blank face of mortality we always ask , "What's next?
~ Thomas Lynch
Behold! Behold the black, ungrainèd flesh, The jaw's jeweled hinge that we can barely glimpse …
~ Thomas M. Disch
Knowledge is devalued when it becomes too generally known
~ Thomas M. Disch
Yes, they are carnal, both of them, love and death, and therein lies their terror and their great magic!
~ Thomas Mann
wi' the boys. Thar's a somethin
~ Thomas Mayne Reid
As the case stands.
~ Thomas Middleton
Let us not, then, daringly stand by, and say thus it was fashioned, and so it was formed, but by our silence acknowledge that it never yet entered into the heart of man to conceive how the Almighty Creator laid the foundation of the world.
~ Thomas Miller
It is only through mystery and madness that the soul is revealed
~ Thomas Moore
Soul is to be found in the vicinity of taboo.
~ Thomas Moore
So although only one of them had seen her face, and that just for a second, they let her disappear into the night, which would never release her.
~ Thomas Mullen
But the christian story of God the Father putting his son to death, or employing people to do it, (for that is the plain language of the story,) cannot be told by a parent to a child; and to tell him that it was done to make mankind happier and better, is making the story still worse; as if mankind could be improved by the example of murder; and to tell him that all this is a mystery, is only making an excuse for the incredibility of it .
~ Thomas Paine
Those three means are Mystery, Miracle, and Prophecy. The first two are incompatible with true religion, and the third ought always to be suspected. As mystery answered all general purposes, miracle followed as an occasional auxiliary. The former served to bewilder the mind, the latter to puzzle the senses. The one was the lingo, the other the legerdemain. As Mystery and Miracle took charge of the past and the present, Prophecy took charge of the future, and rounded the tenses of faith.
~ Thomas Paine
As mystery and miracles took charge of the past and present, prophesy took charge of the future and rounded the tenses of faith.
~ Thomas Paine
Upon the whole, Mystery, Miracle, and Prophecy, are appendages that belong to fabulous and not to true religion. They are the means by which so many Lo heres! and Lo theres! have been spread about the world, and religion been made into a trade. The success of one impostor gave encouragement to another, and the quieting salvo of doing some good by keeping up a pious fraud protected them from remorse.
~ Thomas Paine
I proceed to speak of three principal means that have been employed in all ages, and perhaps in all countries, to impose [religion] upon mankind. Those three means are Mystery, Miracle, and Prophecy. The first two are incompatible with true religion, and the third ought always to be suspected
~ Thomas Paine
A screaming comes across the sky.
~ Thomas Pynchon