Quotes About Mystery

There is something to me very softening in the presence of a woman, some strange influence, even if one is not in love with them, which I cannot at all account for, having no very high opinion of the sex. But yet, I always feel in better humor with myself and every thing else, if there is a woman within ken.

I do not know if you remember the tale of the girl who saves the ship under mutiny by sitting on the powder barrel with her lighted torch and all the time knowing that it is empty? This has seemed to me a charming image of the women of my time. There they were, keeping the world in order by sitting on the mystery of life, and knowing themselves that there was no mystery.

Even if women were immortal, they could never foresee their last lover.

There were times when he could not read the face he had studied so long, and when this lonely girl was a greater mystery to him than any women of the world...

The Germans are like women, you can scarcely ever fathom their depths -- they haven't any.

The strength of women comes from the fact that psychology cannot explain us. Men can be analyzed, women merely adored.

There are three things I have always loved, and never understood - painting, music, women.

He had heard that women often love plain ordinary men, but he did not believe it, because he judged by himself and he could only love beautiful mysterious exceptional women.

Guys are simple... women are not simple and they always assume that men must be just as complicated as they are, only way more mysterious. The whole point is guys are not thinking much. They are just what they appear to be. Tragically.

Women are considered deep - why? Because one can never discover any bottom to them. Women are not even shallow.

Woman is a miracle of divine contradictions

What a strange thing man is; and what a stranger thing woman.

A woman's heart is an ocean full of deep secrets.

Some men just don't understand that a woman's heart is like a deep ocean of secrets.

That moment where you're thinking of someone and you start laughing or smiling out of no where and when someone asks you why, all you do is smile even bigger and just say NOTHING.

Love is strange and mysterious.. Just like Jelly beans..

Love is not a clock. You simply cannot take it apart just to see what makes it tick, and even if you could, you probably could never get it back together again.

We can sometimes love what we do not understand, but it is impossible completely to understand what we do not love.

Love is just a word, a label; real love is unexplainable.

Nothing except possibly love and death are of importance, & even the importance of death is somewhat ephemeral, as no one has yet faxed back a reliable report.

Love ceases to be a pleasure, when it ceases to be a secret.

True love is like ghosts, which everyone talks about and few have seen.

Love is just love, it can never be explained.

No matter how hard we try to understand or define love we can't succeed because love is something that can only be felt not defined.