Quotes About Mystery

Witch and ghost make merry On this last of dear Octoberís days.

If the human brain were simple enough to understand, we'd be so simple we couldn't.

Sex is like snow, you never know how many inches you're going to get or how long it will last

Real treasure lies not in what that can be seen, but what that cannot be seen.

And I begin to wonder, the dreams I can't remember, when I wake in the morning, where in the world did they go?

Any good marriage is secret territory...what others don't know about it is what makes it yours.

Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, today is a gift of God, which is why we call it the present

The king was pregnant.

The only thing that makes life possible is permanent, intolerable uncertainty; not knowing what comes next.

Her eyes traveled over the row of Encyclopedia Thaumaturgica, and paused at the gap, one book wide, for volume Q. If Cook threw away volume Q, why is there a gap at all? Shouldn't P and R just be jammed up against each other?

Nobody's ever proved that ghosts exist," said Christiana, striding determinedly toward the door.

The guardian flipped it over. "It's one of ours, yes . . . hmm. Says it's addressed to Eudaimonia—

Once upon a time, there was a little creature that was rather small and rather wicked and it lived all alone in the woods. The little creature lived in a little den, at the bottom of a little ravine, filled with not-at-all little brambles and on the edge of a forest that could only be described as really freakin' huge.

Maps? There are no maps. I go by dark ways, unclean ways. If such a map existed, it would be beyond price. Nameless cults would battle in the low places of the earth for such a price. Dreamers would starve themselves in endless visions seeking its location. Such a map would have to be drawn on the skin of a black he-goat, in virgin's blood, with a brush made of dragon's eyelashes. The cartographer would go mad, and it would profane the hands that touched it.

Fortunately, at that point Mumfrey

Mikääs tuolla reppujen alla pihisee. – Poikahan se siellä.

Society is a complex and mysterious creation and . it's extremely imprudent to believe in the fact it presents you with at a given moment, let alone to consider it the one and only true face.

I have never understood the profound fear that forces us to trample every mystery in the wild until there is nothing left but that which is man-made, nothing to make our heart pump out of its chest. I

It's a piece of cake, being a lawyer or a doctor or a computer systems analyst or an accountant. Libraries are full of books telling you how to do it. The only textbooks for private eyes are on fiction shelves, and I don't remember ever reading one that told me how to interrogate an eight-year old without feeling like I was auditioning for the Gestapo.

Deux heures de l'après-midi est prosaïque, presque vulgaire; mais deux heures du matin est un aventurier qui s'enfonce dans l'inconnu. Et cet inconnu, c'est trois heures du matin, le pôle nocturne, le continent mystérieux du temps. On en fait le tour; et si on croit l'avoir traversé jamais, on se trompe, car bientôt quatre heures du matin arrive sans que vous ayez surpris le secret de la nuit. Et le petit jour strie déjà les volets de ses baguettes bleues parallèles.

In an ordinary portrait the woman comes forward to meet whoever looks at her, and tells her own story. But here, the real woman lurks a hundred leagues behind the equivocal gaze, entirely closed to herself, a plant rooted yet in the mysterious soil out of which it has come.

Mary Poppins's greatest precept: Never Explain.

It was as though she practiced some shameful art: black magic, voodoo, or poetry.

Quien ve el mar siente miedo, pero también una atracción invencible, la ansiedad de conocer lo que esconde su interminable vastedad.