Quotes About Mystery

God does not "work in strange ways," alas, but in ways that are perfectly familiar.

Where does your lap go when you stand up? Where does your fist go when you open your hand? The same place God goes when you diminish life.

society is at the mercy of a murderer without a motive

The pieces of the puzzle have a tendency to come together when you least expect it.

Sir Thomas Browne's Religio Medici.

Scandinavia, though, really is terra incognita. The Romans didn't bother with it. Charlemagne couldn't care less.

Then there is the "intelligent" signal from outer space that has defied explanation for thirty years; the enigma of our sense of free will despite all scientific evidence to the contrary; the spacecraft that are being pushed off course by an unknown force; the trouble we have explaining the origin of both sex and death using our best biological theories … the list goes on.

Sabrina turned back to the house and saw the horrible truth- a pair of legs was sticking out from beneath it and they were wearing a pari of shiny silver shoes with a remarkable red tint to them. She suddenly realized they hadn't just entered a story. They had entered one of the most famous stories ever told. "Daphne, I don't think we're in Ferryport Landing anymore.

That woman is hiding something!" she said. "You think everyone's hiding something." "And you would hug the devil if he gave you cookies.

Daphne, I don't think we're in Ferrypot Landing anymore. ~Sabrina Grimm

That woman is hiding something!" she said. "You think everyone's hiding something." "And you would hug the devil if he gave you cookies.

3. Before the Queen guesses Rumplestiltskin's real name, she guesses two others, including a. Harry b. Joshua c. Jack d. Prince Charming

To be continued ….

You could never quite grasp that in order to solve a mystery there must be a mystery to solve.

old woman said just as the machine let out a loud honking sound that could only be described as a fart. "Just as I thought, it's from a giant beanstalk.

The little girl in the red cloak who had taken her parents was Little Red Riding Hood!

It's like she's made of steel, yet the most lovely, beautiful steel ever crafted. There's something always lingering just beneath the surface when you look at her — a sense of mystery and sex, of all the weapons one can use to be a truly compelling woman.

Remember: There's a reason the fairy godmother gave Cinderella two glass slippers.

She hadn't really known Box; it turned out perhaps she hadn't really known Vivian, either. Maybe nobody really knew anybody.

Exactly what the great white eats in an emergency is a mystery ichthyologists solved by the late twentieth century after decades of investigation: whatever it wishes.

Drunk, Jane spoke as though she were Nancy Drew. I was a fool for a girl with a dainty lexicon.

The true magic of this broken world lay in the ability of the things it contained to vanish, to become so thoroughly lost, that they might never have existed in the first place.

Sometimes I lie awake and hear noises in the house, and despite myself I'm frightened. Then I hear some familiar sound—a clock strikes, or a train whistles somewhere—and my fear abates. But why should those sounds comfort me, and others frighten me? Why couldn't a ghost make the sound of a train?

After Killing the red-haired man, I took myself off to Quinn's for an oyster supper…