Quotes About Mystery

For life is its own purpose and doesn't need a reason to be. That is its beauty.

Hay aquí un individuo que, si hablo, me robaría los pensamientos.

Haze all clouding up in my mind in the daze of the why it could've never been.

It's hard to hide a hundred girls in your hair.

In the Springtime of his voodoo, he was going to show me spring.

Yes, Dad, very simply, She Is Risen. Our Lady of the Wood.

Bøgers skæbne er ligeså forunderlig som menneskers. Den er aldrig til at forudse.

and I always dream about meeting some mysterious person who will listen to me and understand me. I know from books that such people exist, but you can't find any of them on my childhood street.

It's only the sea,' said Moomintroll. 'Every wave that dies on the beach sings a little song to a shell. But you mustn't go inside because it's a labyrinth and you may never come out again.

One must use the night.

What are you thinking of discovering?" Moomintroll cleared his throat and felt very proud. "Oh, everything," he said. "Stars, for example!" Snufkin was deeply impressed. "Stars!" he exclaimed. "Then I must come with you. Stars are my favorite things. I always lie and look at them before I go to sleep, and wonder who is on them and how one could get there. The sky looks so friendly with all those little eyes twinkling in it.

Sellaista henkilöä kohtaan tunnetaan aina kunnioitusta, joka osaa pitää suunsa kiinni. Luullaan että sellainen tietää paljon ja elää hirveän jännittävästi.

Akkurat nå tenker jeg på nordlys. Man vet ikke om det finnes eller bare synes. Alt er meget usikkert, og det er nettopp det som beroliger meg.

Fly! ropade muminmamman. Polisen är här! Hon visste inte vad hennes mumintroll hade gjort men var alldeles säker på att hon gillade det.

The Dweller Under the Sink had still not come out to eat but was probably living a secret and important life by himself.

Sophia thought about the bathrobe more and more. The thing living in it was as quick as lightning but could lie in wait for days without moving. It could make itself thin and slide through a crack in the door, and then roll itself up again and crawl under the bed like a shadow. It didn't eat and never slept and hated everyone, most of all its own family. Sophia didn't eat either, that is, nothing but sandwiches.

Käsitätkö," sanoi isä. "On saatava selville mere salaiset lait, se on kaiken perusta. Minun täytyy ymmärtää merta, jotta voisin pitää siitä. En voi rakastaa tätä saarta ellen pidä merestä.

This wasn't at all what I wanted to talk about, which is this: How did the rabbits get all covered with flowers?" "Tell them it's a secret. Tell them they don't need to know." "Exactly," said Anna. "You're right. That's the best thing you've said tonight. They don't need to know, and I don't want to know. So there!

The Snork Maiden looked around her. Then she leaned forward and whispered in the Fillyjonk's outstretched ear: "First you must turn seven times around yourself, mumbling a little and stamping your feet. Then you go backward to a well, and turn around, and look down in it. And then, down in the water, you'll see the person you're going to marry!" "And how do you get him up from there?" asked the Fillyjonk excitedly.

The Groke looked at the hat. Then she looked at Thingumy and Bob. Then she looked at the hat again. You could see that she was thinking with all her might. Then suddenly she snatched the hat and, without a word, slithered like ann icy grey shadow into the forest. It was the last time she was seen in the Valley of the Moomins, and the last they saw of the Hobgoblin's Hat, too. At once the colors became warmer again and the garden was filled with the sounds and scents of summer.

Jäärouva kumarsi kauniit kasvonsa oravan puoleen ja raaputti sitä korvan takaa hajamielisenä. Orava katsoi lumoutuneena häneen, suoraan hänen kylmiin, sinisiin silmiinsä. Jäärouva hymyili ja jatkoi matkaaansa. Mutta hänen askeltensa jäljillä makasi orava jäykkänä ja kylmänä, pienet jalat ilmassa. - Nyt kävi huonosti, sanoi Tuu-tikki kipakasti ja veti lakin korvilleen.

Berenice's drawing was good. It had been done in a kind of painstaking fury, and depicted a creature with a black hole for a face. This creature was moving forward with its shoulders hunched. Its arms were long scalloped wings, like those on a bat. They began near its neck and dragged on the ground on either side, a prop or perhaps a hindrance for the vague, boneless body.

They retained their wooden souls, and the curve of their backs had the enigmatic shape of growth itself and remained a part of the decaying forest

Había dejado de llover y pronto caería la noche. En el preciso momento en el que el sol se ponía algo ocurrió con el tentáculo verde que cubría la Casa Mumin. Perdía vigor y se secó tan rápido como había crecido. Las frutas se encogieron y cayeron al suelo. Las flores se marchitaban y las hojas se abarquillaban. Una vez más la casa se llenó de crujidos y crepitaciones.