Quotes About Mystery

Until we accept the fact that life itself is founded in mystery, we shall learn nothing.

Who knows what death is? Maybe life is nothing more than a beam of light passing slowly over our changing faces.

What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset.

Everything in life that we really accept undergoes a change. So suffering must become Love. That is the mystery.

My life has a superb cast but I can't figure out the plot.

In the time of your life, live - so that in that wondrous time you shall not add to the misery and sorrow of the world, but shall smile to the infinite variety and mystery of it.

This is the strangest life I've ever known.

The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins?

When we remember we are all mad, the mysteries disappear and life stands explained.

But now I have come to believe that the whole world is an enigma, a harmless enigma that is made terrible by our own mad attempt to interpret it as though it had an underlying truth.

Birth, life, and death -- each took place on the hidden side of a leaf

LIFE is a gift, I accept it. Life is an adventure, I dare it. Life is a mystery, I'm unfolding it. Life is a puzzle, I'm solving it. Life is a game, I play it. Life can be a struggle, I'm Facing it. Life is beauty, I Praise it. Life is an opportunity, I Took it. Life is my mission, I'm fulfilling it!

Life is a journey with undefined time to an unknown destination.

A journey is only as interesting as the secret of its detail.

If I could sum up Life, it would make Life easier, but Life is like an unfolding Novel.

Some things aren't meant to be known. Only believed.

The mystery of life isn't a problem to solve, But a reality to experience.

Your pinky may be the smallest finger but it's capable of holding the biggest secrets.

Actually to recognise someone, more still, to identify him you have been unable to recognise, is to think two contradictory things under a single denomination, it is the same as saying that he who was here, the being we recall, is here no longer and that he who is here is one we never knew, that means piercing a mystery almost as troubling as that of death of which it is indeed the preface and the herald.

Love?" she had once replied to a pretentious lady who had asked for her views on love, "I make it often but I never talk about it." When

Je pouvais bien prendre Albertine sur mes genoux, tenir sa tête dans mes mains, je pouvais la caresser, passer longuement mes mains sur elle, mais, comme si j'eusse manié une pierre qui enferme la salure des océans immémoriaux ou le rayon d'une étoile, je sentais que je touchais seulement l'enveloppe close d'un être qui par l'intérieur accédait à l'infini.

The most mysterious, most simple, most atrocious revealed herself in the answer which she made me with an air of disgust and the exact words to tell the truth I could not quite make out (even the opening words, for she did not finish her sentence). I succeeded in establishing them only a little later when I had guessed what was in her mind. We hear things retrospectively when we have understood them

Any life that represents something mysterious, like some last illusion to be shattered, exerts a pull on us.

É singular que certa ordem de atos secretos tenha como consequência exterior um mode de falar ou gesticular que os revela.