Quotes About Mystery

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If there's a world with ghosts, shouldn't we be constantly walking through hundreds of apparitions of just regular old people?

Trust me, there are things in this mountain that will make your jaw bounce off the floor.

Who you are is a mystery no one can answer, not even you.

The night-soil men can see a bird walking in trees. It isn't a bird. It is a woman who has removed her skin and is on her way to drink the blood of her secret enemies. It is a woman who has left her skin i a corner of a house made out of wood. It is a woman who is reasonable and admires honeybees in the hibiscus.

I was afraid of the dead, as was everyone I knew. We were afraid of the dead because we never could tell when they might show up again.

That "these people" were ourselves, that this insistence on mistrust of others—that people who looked so very much like each other, who shared a common history of suffering and humiliation and enslavement, should be taught to mistrust each other, even as children, is no longer a mystery to me.

It is sad that unless you are born a god, your life,from its very beginning, is a mystery to you.

We are not alone. In this vast Universe. The universe is too huge. Not to have other living beings, besides us. One day in the never future. We will get the surprise. We have been waiting for. And it will be mind bugling. Beyond our wildest dream. We are definitely not alone. It is too good to be true. The others we seek were here before us. And they will greet us again. In good time. You can believe it or not. It will happen."

Krohan but from that distance he sounded almost

Little known fact: sometimes wizards do things just because it amuses them.

I'm a conundrum. Or an enigma. I forget which.

Sleep, soft smiling, draws me unto her: and those receive me, who quietly treat me, as one familiar and well-beloved in that home: but will not, oh, will not, not now, not ever, but will not ever tell me who I am.

Twenty-six thousand feet up the cols of Everest, a long way beyond the staying power of plants, pale spiders have been found, who subsist on nothing more discernible than air. Apparently they also reproduce their kind. What else they do with their time and, for that matter, why, no one has yet made out.

He did not know what "she's worth the saving" meant, and it was one of the things he always took care not to ask, because although it sounded so gentle he was also sure that somewhere inside it there was something terrible to be afraid of exactly because it sounded so gently, and he would become very much afraid instead of only a little afraid if he asked and learned what it meant.

The face of a lover is an unknown, precisely because it is invested with so much of oneself. It is a mystery, containing, like all mysteries, the possibility of torment.

What can be shown, cannot be said.

che c'entra questo con le stelle? What has this to do with the stars?

insomma, come tutto

La prima cosa che l'educatore deve fare è aiutare il cuore dell'educando a domandare al mistero dell'Essere, che costituisce l'altra sponda del flusso, perché abbia a rispondere, ma prima ancora abbia a sollecitare più attivamente, più compostamente, sempre più compostamente, sempre più chiaramente gli aspetti dei problemi che la libertà esprime, esplicita.

Tu ci hai detto che la menzogna suprema è quando identifichiamo il «mistero» con la morte, con l'inevitabilità del male, con la desolazione. È una menzogna perché è la negazione della possibilità di cambiamento? Della possibilità del cambiamento, certo. È il demoniaco, è la diabolicità.

Non è una «cosa» la grazia, la grazia è una presenza;

The fairest thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the fundamental emotion which stands at the cradle of true art and true science." And, because of this, he was able to denounce that suffocating lack of consolation that comes from that myopia. "I answer, the man who regards his own life and that of his fellow creatures as meaningless is not merely unfortunate but almost disqualified for life.

I think that the ideal space must contain elements of magic, serenity, sorcery and mystery.