Quotes About Mystery

Sufism delves into the hidden truth behind the disguise.

One cannot spend forever sitting and solving the mysteries of one's history.

Miracles are like meatballs, because nobody can exactly agree on what they are made of, where they come from, or how often they should appear.

Pietrisycamollaviadelrechiotemexity.

The way sadness works is one of the strangest riddles of the world.

There are many difficult things in this world to hide, but a secret is not one of them.

Dead women tell no tales. Sad men write them down.

E!" Klaus cried. "E as in Exit!" The Baudelaires ran down E as in Exit, but when they reached the last cabinet, the row was becoming F as in Falling File Cabinets, G as in Go the Other Way! and H as in How in the World Are We Going to Escape?

A mystery is solved with a story.

We weren't friends[...]We were more like jigsaw pieces, each of us part of the same big picture. There are people like this wherever you go. They are part of the same mystery as you are, but you can't quite tell how you fit together. The world is a puzzle, and we can't solve it alone.

Life is a conundrum of esoterica.

The story of the Baudelaires takes place in a very real world, where some people are laughed at just because they have something wrong with them, and where children can find themselves all alone in the world, struggling to understand the mystery that surrounds them.

There are some secrets you want to keep to yourself, even if they don't matter. They might only matter if you keep them secret.

Pietrisycamollaviadelrechiotemexity," Sunny said, which you will probably recall means something along the lines of "I must admit I don't have the faintest idea of what is going on." Sunny had now said this particular thing three times over the course of her life, and she was beginning to wonder if this was something she was only going to say more and more as she grew older.

It is my fate that some of my questions will never be answered.

Are you who I think you are?

no matter how much one reads, the whole story can never be told.

Never mind what my name is," the man said. "No one can pronounce it anyway. Just call me Sir.

One cannot spend forever sitting and solving the mysteries of one's history.

Nobody knows anything at all. We have no idea what is happening. We are all bewildered. Someone may say that they understand something, to ourselves or to others, but they are wrong, or guessing, or making it up.

It looked like something the Hemlock needed, or a piece of equipment a plumber had left behind. It looked like none of your business.

Sometimes you are suspicious because of something, and sometimes you are suspicious because of nothing. This incident began in the library, where I could find nothing good to read. This was suspicious.

Pietrisycamollaviadelrechiotemexity,' Sunny said, which was something she had said only once before. It meant something along the lines of 'I must admit I don't have the faintest idea of what is going on,' and the first time the youngest Baudelaire had said it, she had just been brought home from the hospital where she was born, and was looking at her siblings as they leaned over her crib to greet her.

There are many mysteries I have never solved, and the hair of my chaperone is perhaps my most curious unsolved case.