Quotes About Mystery

And today, like each time they have landed on my hand for the past two hundred years, I wonder at the weight of a sparrow.

All ways belong to the world. What is magic but what we don't yet understand? Like the sign of the vine and lion you carry?

Anything else up your sleeve I should know about?" "If I told you, it wouldn't be fun, would it?" "Should I be concerned?" "Probably.

Tell me a riddle, Kazi

It began with the stars

I have no fingers, but can pick you apart, I'm not a healer, but can mend a heart, I amuse and hush, decieve and astound, And there's no sword forged that can cut me down. With rosy enticement and pouty appeal, I can twist and shape and pour forth zeal, I am made of snare, touch and gold. And you, kind sir, add a touch of bold. - (A riddle by Kazi)

There is magic in everything, only you must watch for it. It does not come from spells or potions or the sky, nor by special delivery

My lady, watchful and quiet as the cold stars in the wintry sky, looked up at these casements with an earnest and scrutinizing gaze. One of the windows was shrouded by a scanty curtain of faded red; and upon this curtain there went and came a dark shadow, the shadow of a woman with a fantastic head dress, the shadow of a restless creature, who paced perpetually backward and forward before the window.

He forgot that love, which is a madness, and a scourge, and a fever, and a delusion, and a snare, is also a mystery, and very imperfectly understood by everyone except the individual sufferer who writhes under its tortures.

everyone knows it's not safe to go out on a brimstone night especially with you

He was beginning to see her as a locked garden that he could sneak into and sit in for days, tearing the heads off the flowers.

the room Ruby heard

I am reading now "Where Are You Now

The heart has reasons of which reason knows nothing.

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just as you're looking into her daughter's murder?

God works in mysterious ways, he thought with a sign.

She said she felt like Claudia Kincaid in From the Mixed-Up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler.

the table to wipe her face. An instant later Carter

En opeens zag Enrico helder voor zich wat er met zijn verloofde was gebeurd.

Dia... het is zo. Ik begrijp er niet veel van, maar ik geloof je wél. Je komt uit een grote stad hier heel ver vandaan, waar je heel erg ziek bent, en hier ben je opeens gezond en wel. Hoe bestaat dat? - Arianna

Een dolk en een masker,' fluisterde Lucien. 'Over een paar maanden zul je nog gevaarlijker zijn dan je nu al bent.

This look said I was uncomfortably near some line. Nikos had a lot of lines, all hidden. If you shot a marble in on one side of his personality, instead of coming out the other it would bounce on secret internal walls and shoot out in some unpredictable way. I suspected some of those ways were deadly.

How much does anyone ever know about another man's heart?