Quotes About Mystery

Who knows what the Ousters will do?" he said. "They no longer appear to be motivated by human logic." Martin Silenus laughed loudly, spilling his wine as he gestured. "As if we fucking humans were ever motivated by human logic!

I have a friend, said Baedecker, who said that there might be places of power. She thinks we could do worse than to spend our lives searching for them. What do you think?

There are a few people who will feel her touch—a chill up a spine, a hand in the air, a poem recalled—even if they won't exactly know it.

And it was so important to realize that I didn't know what was on the other side of the darkness. Every so often there was a sliver of light that shot the whole world through with mystery and wonder, and reminded me: I didn't have all the information.

Sure we are all made by some secret Power, who formed the earth and sea, the air and sky. 

She didn't look like a girl who would ruin the whole thing at all.

I reached out for something else and found it: the red croquet mallet, just occurring there on the ground like some easy device, some plot element stashed there for the big finale.

Nobody knows why men do things.

There are stories about people who have loved someone forever after laying eyes on them for a few minutes and then nevermore, but these stories have not happened to anyone we know. No, when you love someone you spend hours and hours with them, and even the mightiest forces in the netherworld could not say whether the hours you spend increase your love or if you simply spend more hours with someone as your love increases

secrets were more like mines waiting to be triggered than treasure waiting to be found. I glanced

I dont no what sience is but they all keep saying it so mabye its something that helps you have good luk.

ÖÄŸrenmek tuhaf bir olay: Ne kadar derinlere gidersem, var olduÄŸunu bile bilmediÄŸim ÅŸeylerle kar??la??yorum. K?sa bir süre önce, her ÅŸeyi - dünyadaki tüm bilgileri - öÄŸrenebilirim gibi aptalca bir hisse kap?lm??t?m. Åžimdi ise, sadece onlar?n var olduÄŸunu bilebilmeyi ve bir nebzesini anlayabilmeyi ümit ediyorum.

No wonder that had been easy. It had been only physical. This with Alice was a mystery.

Taste is a mystery.

Our parents are mysterious to us in ways that we can never quite be mysterious to them.

mahamudra is: Too close to be recognized, Too deep to grasp, Too easy to believe, Too amazing to be understood intellectually. Those are the four obstacles that prevent its recognition.

he began to speak to me, not in the jocular way of visitors to the menagerie but rather as one speaks to the wind or to the waves crashing on a beach, uttering that which must be said but which must not be heard by anyone.

My father is on the roof. This is how I remember him sometimes. Well-dressed in a dark suit and shiny, slippery shoes, he is looking left, looking right, looking as far as his eyes will travel. Then, looking down, he sees me, and just as he begins to fall he smiles, and winks. All the way down he's looking at me–smiling, mysterious, mythic, an unknown quantity: my dad.

Then there was a woman, in her mid-fifties about, who in almost every respect was perfectly normal. But this was the way with these people: in so many respects they were normal, there was just that one thing, that one terrible thing.

I have tremendous faith in God that all things happen for a reason, even if we don't understand.

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.

Fear of the unknown is a terrible fear.

The world, even the smallest parts of it, is filled with things you don't know.

You must learn to get in touch with the innermost essence of your being. This true essence is beyond the ego. It is fearless; it is free; it is immune to criticism; it does not fear any challenge. It is beneath no one, superior to no one, and full of magic, mystery, and enchantment.