Quotes About Mystery

A mystery. Love strikes where it will, not where you will it.

you must work very hard to accept the Buddha nature. And I know how you can resolve this." But he would not tell me that day, saying it was best left for a later time. And the next day, he died. My brother monks found it hilarious. "He will tell you when he gets back," one of the elders told me, laugh­ing. I

Oh, I can't tell you too much Arthur. Just

When we lose our sense of wonder, what we really lose is our soul. Our lack of wonder is really a lack of love.

Vivir sin tropezar por causa de Jesús no es ninguna experiencia al estilo Zen. Es llevar una vida sometida a su soberanía, su misterio y su amor. Jesús nos promete que seremos bienaventurados si no hallamos tropiezo en él cuando hace cosas a favor de otras personas.

Catholic priest Desiderius Erasmus coined the Latin phrase vocatus atque non vocatus, Deus aderit. Translation: "Bidden or not bidden, God is here.

The important thing is not to stop questioning. Curiosity has its own reason for existence. One cannot help but be in awe when he contemplates the mysteries of eternity, of life, of the marvelous structure of reality. It is enough if one tries merely to comprehend a little of this mystery every day. Never lose a holy curiosity.6

A. W. Tozer once said, "Eternity won't be long enough to discover all that God is or praise him for all that he's done."6

For me elegy is a Ouija planchette something I pretend not to touch as I push it around trying to make it say what I want it to say

There is something about dolphins. It is difficult to put into words...

With Gorey, never getting there is half the fun.

Who can even imagine what that would mean, for blue to be—well, more? All

Questions, inside the larger mystery of sorrow, which contains us and our daily transit, and is large enough indeed to contain the whole shifting tidal theater where I make small constructions, my metaphors, my defenses. Against which I play out theories, doubts, certainties bright as high tide in sunlight, which shift just as that brightness does, in fog or rain.

It thrills me that I don't know why; the fact that poems do things they should not be able to do, through means not fully apprehensible--well, it makes me treasure them all the harder.

The second god lived by mountains that flowed By the blue shiny lit roads Had forgot what others still tried to grasp

The mystery of death throws shadows over even the most carefree human life. None of us is truly indifferent to the possible issues concerning our personal eternity. The fall and eternal ruin of an immortal spirit is the most dreadful tragedy imaginable.

those who have never heard of "MJ-12" and those who "knew" that it was simply a very elaborate hoax.

The 'lost years' of Jesus are no mystery: Between the ages of 12 and 30, according to these sources, he was receiving special training aboard a spacecraft or in a remote area of Earth selected by the space entities.

It was a slap-splash, a fleshy belly-flop sound, like the fin of something large in these waters, surfacing briefly to wave at the stars.

The happier ending is Twin Peaks is still out there. Waiting, watchful, alive. Haunted, full of shivers and delights, a candle glimpsed in a log cabin window, while passing through a few and darkening wood. Some dreams survive.

who looked like a kid lining up for the teacups at Disneyland. "You're sure we have to go down through the cathedral to get to the hospital?" said Elise.

I'm the white rabbit, drawing you closer to the rabbit hole.

I'm getting tempted to visit the Bookhouse myself. No telling what else you'd find on those shelves.

a real mystery can't be solved, not completely. It's always just out of reach, like a light around the corner; you might catch a glimpse of what it reveals, feel its warmth, but you can't know the heart of it, not really. That