Quotes About Mystery

Sometimes, life seems to have a higher meaning. Events unfold in uncanny sequences. Long-forgotten acquaintances turn up with news that changes lives. A stranger appears and speaks a few words of wisdom, solving a previously insoluble problem, or something in a recent dream transpires in reality. Suddenly the existence of God seems confirmed.

Maybe there's nothing impossible tonight. We're down the hole to Wonderland, and no White Rabbit to guide us. If I remember correctly, the White Rabbit was an unreliable guide, anyway.

Evil was coming. I wondered whose face it would be wearing.

I'm no more a wonder than anyone. And that's what makes the world magical. Every baby's a seed of wonder - that gets watered or it doesn't.

My life has a mysterious purpose that I don't understand, and day by day, conflict by conflict, I learn by going where I have to go.

I never knew whether I was drawn to eccentric people or if they were drawn to me.

The truth was stranger than the official fiction.

like a scene from the swamps of Louisiana or the mind of Poe on opium.

Between birth and burial, we find ourselves in a comedy of mysteries. If you don't think life is mysterious, if you believe you have it all mapped out, you aren't paying attention or you've anesthetized yourself with booze or drugs, or with a comforting ideology. And if you don't think life's a comedy - well, friend, you might as well hurry along to that burial. The rest of us need people with whom we can laugh.

Tommy told Sal about the strange white-cloth figure with black stitches that he had found on the front porch. Sounds like Pillsbury Doughboy gone punk, Sal said.

Holy men tell us life is a mystery. They embrace that concept happily. But some mysteries bite and bark and come to get you in the dark.

Only once in a generation does anything as fresh as a vomiting detective come along.

A silent dark...as black as a moonless lake, as a ravine's wings, darkness there and nothing more, merely this and nothing more...

That was the splendid thing about life: Though it was cruel, it was also mysterious, filled with wonder and surprise; sometimes the surprises were so amazing that they qualified as miraculous, and by witnessing those miracles, a despondent person could discover a reason to live, a cynic could obtain unexpected relief from ennui, and a profoundly wounded boy could find the will to heal himself and medicine for melancholy.

Night has patterns that can be read less by the living than by the dead.

wonder admits to the existence of mystery...recognition of mystery allows the possibility of Truth.

People sometimes speak in code, often without realizing they are doing so, as much a mystery to themselves as others.

Readers will easily recognize the cover of a book they've read, but in a cafe that man over there, is that...is that...well, it's hard to tell - doesn't he have long hair? - oh, he's gone.

and so it goes with God.

todo contiene rastros de lo divino.

I look at his bloodshot eyes and wonder if it affects what he sees, everything covered by a veil of red lace that his hands can't ever lift.

But she is not looking down, but looking up maybe, some kind of fortune teller who can read futures in passing dark clouds.

Les femmes sont séduites par les hommes effroyables parce que les hommes effroyables ce présentent masqués comme au bal. Ils arrivent avec des mandolines et des costumes des fête.

The rich eyelashes again made him think that her eyes were half open.