Quotes About Mystery

A sob caught in my chest. I didn't even know what a gray was, other than a drab color. All I knew was that I was hungry all the time. And I knew, deep down, that it wasn't just for food.

I glanced at George half naked in his towel, then at Barkley, completely naked in his . . . nothing. A vampire and a werewolf. I shook my head. It was obvious. I was having one of my Anita Blake dreams again.

What would this have been, if it had more power to give?" "This may come as a surprise to you," he replied dryly, "But I am not an Ancient. Nor am I, human philosophy aside, a living construct." "Which means you don't know." "Which means, as you so succinctly put it, I do not know." - Kaylin & Tiamaris

My bisexuality is part of the expression of the flexibility, the changeability of my spirit that feels essential and precious to the center of my life. My bisexuality is a part of my desire to remain an outsider, to be able to "pass" into polarized worlds, to abandon expectation, to honor the mystery of being. My bisexuality is a celebration of the ever-opening flesh, the expansive, fluid mirror of social discourse.

the "Mind of God," which Einstein wrote eloquently about, is cosmic music resonating throughout hyperspace.

The moon is, in fact, a hole in the sky. Consider.

But the very next day, a new serial killer filled the place that this one had vacated.

Life is a mixed blessing, which we vainly try to unmix.

So long as God reveals Himself, or doesn't, He is behaving like God.

Some marriages break up, and some do not, and in our world you can usually explain the former better than the latter.

el viento que mordía hielo para soplar de noche.

La imagen de la Virgen se borró en la sombra y por el suelo rodaron dos cuerpos hechos una trenza de ajos.

qué más quisiera uno que irse sin conocer la vida!...

A soplidos le sacaba la fondera los ojos al fuego, sin dejar de repetir entre dientes: «Fuego y luego, luego y fuego». A

I shall be as secret as the grave.

Sumido en la niebla de su vida

La vida es una nebulosa.

Y qué es el amor? ¿Quién definió el amor? Amor definido deja de serlo...

Through women you will see the entire universe.

Pero el secreto! Vivir sin conocer el secreto del pasado... No saber quién fue, qué fue lo que fue... Resignarse así a ignorar... No tener la solución...

Cuántas veces, sentado solo y solitario en uno de los bancos verdes de aquella plazuela, vio el incendio del ocaso sobre un tejado y alguna vez destacarse sobre el oro en fuego del espléndido arrebol el contorno de un gato negro sobre la chimenea de una casa!

My secret is a terrible secret, and holy in my heart.

Vinimos de lejos, de muy lejos, huyendo, pero hay cosas que van siempre con uno, que le rodean y envuelven como un ánimo misterioso.

Dios, cuando no sabe qué hacer de nosotros, nos mata.