Quotes About Mystery

the "Sonia Gluck as I knew her" gag?

Order me some of that delicious-looking lager those people are drinking and I'll reveal everything,' said Angela.

What I'd like is a case. You know how it happens in these crime stories, chaps....I read a good many of them and it's always the same thing. The keen young P. C. happens to be on the spot when there's a homicide, His Super has to call in the Yard and before you know where you are the P. C.'s working with one of the Big Four and getting praised for his witty deductions.

In our midst—in our very midst, Matron—are secret agents, secret societies, powers of evil known to the Yard but unsuspected by the general public. Mercifully so." He stopped short, folded his arms, and wondered how much of this the woman would swallow. Apparently the whole dose.

Every sleuth ought to have a tame half-wit, to make him feel clever.

Hospodi bozhe moy!

Ianto lying on his back in the bog. Snake-silent and lizard-still.

Women enjoy watching men work, the same way men enjoy watching women dance. There's otherness and mystery in it.

Men are private. This I have learned. They are whole continents of privacy; you can only go to the borders; you can look in but you cannot enter.

stepping them into that elsewhere from which all music takes its origins.

It seems to me the true and individual nature of a human being's eyes defy description, or at least my capabilities. They're not like anything else, or anyone else's, and may be the most perfect proof of the existence of a Creator.

some things, most things in my experience, are more vivid when you haven't seen them

Faith is the most peculiar thing. It's Number One in human mysteries. Because how do you do it? Where do you learn it?

It was where once, in town, I watched my grandfather come out of Brews, take a big copper penny from his pocket, place it on the path, and walk away. When I asked him why, he smiled an iceberg smile whose depths were unknown, and said, 'The man, woman or child that finds that will think it's their lucky day.' He delivered a large wink, added: 'And it will be.

Where are you, Aeney? You slip away from me as you always did. Where are you?

reasons too deep to be fished.

There are only three great puzzles in the world, the puzzle of love, the puzzle of death, and, between each of these and part of both of them, the puzzle of God. God is the greatest puzzle of all.

Human beings are not seamless smooth creations, they have insoluble parts, and the closer you look the more mysterious they become.

With all the homeless folk in SF, the fact that these woods remain unmolested is sort of a mystery.

Peygamberlik, Zerdü?tlük, medyumluk taslamadan içinde bulundu?umuz labirentin giri?ini ve ç?k???n? ar?yorum.

La primera pregunta de la nocheSe refiere a la vida de ultratumba:Quiero saber si hay vida de ultratumbaNada más que si hay vida de ultratumba

from the hook on the door

Todo el mundo tiene secretos. Todos hacemos cosas que no queremos que se sepan.

The hole was a couple of meters wide and two, two and a half meters deep. It was empty. No, there was something there. A heap of rolled-up rags? No... An animal? A dog? No... What was it? It was hairless... white... a leg... A leg! I jumped backwards and nearly tripped over. A leg? I took a deep breath and had a quick look down. It was a leg