Quotes About Mystery

I think when you write an enigmatic character into a film, you have to have real confidence that the audience are going to go with it.

Beauty draws the seer towards the person seen; it invites them to know and have confidence in that person even without knowing the person intimately.

If I could explain a head in a barrel to the King, he thought, I can explain a man in a tanpit to a Bishop. But I'd sooner be more certain of the facts.

Stay cool, hang loose, admit nothing.

Secrets...are the very root of cool.

I'm a magician. I've learned to do some really cool tricks like levitating myself and melting forks.

You don't know your father, do you?"I shook my head. "No. All I know is he must have had wicked cool hair."Dimitri glanced up, and his eyes swept me. "Yes. He must have.

This is in the end the only kind of courage that is required of us: the courage to face the strangest, most unusual, most inexplicable experiences that can meet us.

We simply do not understand our place in the universe and have not the courage to admit it.

Careful! The kraken is wagging its tentacle, again.

I definitely want to go and do some more research. My dad used to make me sit outside on the steps all night long, looking for a UFO flying by and I had to do that for years.

I held out my dad's magic box and let it o, sure it would smash to the floor. Instead, the box disappeared. "Cool," I said. "Sure you I can get it back?" "No," Bast said. "Now come on!

Both my parents were big readers. My dad liked more macho adventure books like Shogun or spy novels. My mother reads murder mysteries. In fact, so does her mother, my grandma.

I'll give you this strawberry if you keep it a secret. --L (Death Note)

They say that somewhere in Africa the elephants have a secret grave where they go to lie down, unburden their wrinkled gray bodies, and soar away, light spirits at the end.

Death is the most beautiful adventure in life.

I'll try to be around and about. But if I'm not, then you know that I'm behind your eyelids, and I'll meet you there

Who now travels that dark path from whose bourne they say no one returns. [Lat., Qui nunc it per iter tenebricosum Illue unde negant redire quemquam.]

Birth and death; we all move between these two unknowns.

Nothing can happen more beautiful than death.

Between our birth and death we may touch understanding, As a moth brushes a window with its wing

The undiscovered country from whose bourn no traveler returns.

That's what makes death so hard--unsatisfied curiosity

We are full of words whose true meaning we haven't been taught, and one of those words is suffering. Another is the word death. We don't know what they mean, but we use them, and this is a mystery.