Quotes About Mystery

Why should we faint and fear to live alone,Since all alone, so Heaven has willed, we die?Nor even the tenderest heart, and next our own,Knows half the reasons why we smile and sigh.

One little Indian boy left all alone; He went and hanged himself and then there were none.

Better let it all alone in the depths of her heart and the depths of the sea.

Writing should be an adventure, shrouded in mystery and uncertainty, blessed with amazing grace. In theory, of course

We are such inward secret creatures, that inwardness is the most amazing thing about us, even more amazing than our reason.

I've had several really tangible dreams about UFOs, and they've been amazing!

The approach of a man's life out of the past is history, and the approach of time out of the future is mystery. Their meeting is the present, and it is consciousness, the only time life is alive.

The competence of the exploiter is in organization; that of the nurturer is in order—a human order, that is, that accommodates itself both to other order and to mystery.

He stands under them, looks up, sees, knows, and knows that he does not know.

Tell you," he said, "there ain't a way in this world to know what a human creature is going to do next.

Eating with the fullest pleasure - pleasure, that is, that does not depend on ignorance - is perhaps the profoundest enactment of our connection with the world. In this pleasure we experience and celebrate our dependence and our gratitude, for we are living from mystery, from creatures we did not make and powers we cannot comprehend.

Behind us the walls of the house were dark; the lighted windows shone as if they were floating and might twist or slant or change places.

But she is glad to prolong the walk. She is moved by him, pleased to stand in his sight, whose final knowledge is womanly, who knows that all human labor passes into mystery, who has been faithful unto death to the life of his fields to no end that he will know in this world.

Invariably the failure of organized religions, by which they cut themselves off from mystery and therefore from sanctity, lies in the attempt to impose an absolute division between faith and doubt, to make belief perform as knowledge; when they forbid their prophets to go into the wilderness, they lose the possibility of renewal.

You have been given questions to which you cannot be given answers. You will have to live them out—perhaps a little at a time." "And how long is that going to take?" "I don't know. As long as you live, perhaps." "That could be a long time." "I will tell you a further mystery," he said "It may take longer.

The man of whom I once was pleased to say, "He is my grandfather," has become the dead man who was my grandfather. He was, and is no more. And this is a part of the great mystery we call time.

I can call spirits from the vasty deep

Maybe some things aren't meant to be known. maybe there just meant to be accepted.

It's not an old book, or a treasure map. Nope. Staring up at me was a pile of rocks.

Not only is the Universe stranger than we think, it is stranger than we can think.

Revere those things beyond science which really matter and about which it is so difficult to speak.

We can never know anything.

Truth itself wanders through the forests.

Over the mountain forest outside of Sachrang, in the last days of the War, an aeroplane dropped a metal device that was visible in the treetops by its flag. We children were certain the flag was wandering from tree to tree, that the mysterious device was moving forward. During the night some men went off and, when they returned at daybreak, they refused to divulge information concerning what they'd found.