Quotes About Mystery

But the other half of my motivation came from farther back in my brain, in the curious part that I inherited. It came from the spot in my skull that feels the burning need to unravel puzzles, finish crosswords, indulge in Internet games, and read all the mystery books I can get my grubby little paws on. Like it or not, need it or not, and want it or not, I can't leave a good mystery alone.

And here I thought you didn't want to break and enter," Trick said. "Dude, shut up.

There are worse things than minotaurs at the centre.

but can't you feel it? Something abominable and atmospheric.

But of course, Libby didn't grow up. She died in Salmon Bay instead. Supposedly.

Libby was dead. Princess X disappeared. May lost her best friend again, and again, and again.

But it's Libby. I know it's her. I have to figure out how to help her. Maybe I'm the only one who can. – May

Above me, the moon spun low across the sky and a few watery clouds hung from the stars like cobwebs. In

I didn't know what was making that noise, but whatever it was, it was mad and it was big. And I didn't want to meet it with nothing but my cheeks in my hands.

As far as the Internet was concerned, it didn't exist. And in this day and age, if the Internet says it doesn't exist, it's either dead boring or totally fascinating in a top secret men-in-black kind of way.

That sound . . . that sound, it came from his mouth. It was the song of something dying. Something that never did live.

Do they know?" "Know what?" "About your car," she whistled quietly between her teeth. "Not unless they're magically tracking me by the pixie dust that spills out of my ass. It

Koji's mouth twitched in disgust. "Who are you people?" he asked, as he had before. "You're not..." But he didn't even dare say that dangerous word-- ninja.

She couldn't tear herself away from his beautiful face, his furred chest, his tight trousers. As usual, the top buttons were unfastened, and her gaze was held captive by the male mysteries buried below. How she craved to see him in the altogether! To run her hands across that marvelous torso! To massage and caress as he permitted his other paramours to indulge themselves on a regular basis!

How, exactly, did I kill him? He died on the golf course." One minute he'd been practicing his swing, and in the next—phzzt—a freak lightning bolt had hit him right in the nine iron. His shoes were still smoking when she reached him.

A woman with long, blonde hair stood for a moment on the other side of the door. She looked similar to his date. Was she entering or leaving the coffee house? Before Paul could confirm her identity or stand and run after her, she strode away and disappeared in the crowd.

Or just close your eyes and remember everything you already know. Let whatever mysterious starlight that guided you this far guide you onward into whatever crazy beauty awaits.

To believe that I didn't need to reach with my bare hands anymore. To know that seeing the fish beneath the surface of the water was enough. That it was everything. It was my life - like all lives, mysterious and irrevocable and sacred. So very close, so very present, so very belonging to me. How wild it was, to let it be.

I didn't need to reach with my bare hands anymore. To know that seeing the fish beneath the surface of the water was enough. That it was everything. It was my life—like all lives, mysterious and irrevocable and sacred. So very close, so very present, so very belonging to me. How wild it was, to let it be.

Bastaba con creer que ya no necesitaba tender mis manos desnudas, con saber que ver el pez bajo la superficie era suficiente. Que lo era todo. Era mi vida: como todas las vidas, misteriosa e irrevocable y sagrada. Tan cercana, tan presente, tan mía. Y qué extraordinario era dejarlo estar.

It creates a secret you're too beautiful to keep

The universe, I'd learned, was never, ever kidding.

It was all unknown to me then...everything except the fact that I didn't have to know. That it was enough to trust that what I'd done was true....It was my life--like all lives, mysterious and irrevocable and sacred. So very close, so very present, so very belonging to me. How wild it was, to let it be.

The question about who you will love and when you will love him is out of your hands. It's a mystery that you can't solve.