Quotes About Mystery

If someone looks into your eyes, I read in a book one time, he'll see right into your soul. I didn't want anyone to see into my soul.

Don't be silly," Linda said. "Emily knew all the time." Emily pulled an old flowerpot out of her way. "Let's look for the box," said Linda. "I'm looking," Emily said. "It's right here. In the corner." Emily leaned over. On

Truth comes to us in resemblance, in shade. In moonlight. In grasping what exists through what we cannot make exist.

There is more to see than we have been permitted; there are heavens unseen behind the heavens of our perception.

Miss Silver's fire. 'Of course

Two seconds later, he bolted upright and turned to his sister with a big grin. "Hey! You know what this means? You and I are on our way to the scene of a murder!

Wade and Clara Quinn," Hawk

He has guided my hands in ways I don't always understand, ways that people of this world would scoff at. But there is a purpose for all that I have ever made, even if I don't understand for certain what that purpose is.

I killed a guy, maybe two. Possibly three. I have one power. Not two or three or four. Just one. I met a girl, and she changed everything.

You are trying to capture the fog, and no one can do that.

Mame Dennis: That's a B. It's the first letter of a seven-letter word that means your father.

We cannot solve mysteries - we can only enter into them; and then it is we who are solved or dissolved - transformed in such a way that we see the "problem" quite differently

Imagination thrives on mystery

We have tested and tasted too much, lover- Through a chink too wide there comes in no wonder.

The medical examiner had found what appeared to be the markings of a tenderizing instrument on the pieces of biceps and thigh. The markings corresponded with a wooden meat tenderizer recovered from the scene. The paper-thin cuts of individually wrapped heart and liver made it look as though he was storing the "food" for later use.

Live, don't know how long, And die, don't know when; Must go, don't know where; I am astonished I am so cheerful.

the feeling of being lost in time and geography with months and years hazily sparkling ahead in a prospect of inconjecturable magic

One longs for news from the buried ruins of some stronghold miraculously untouched since Batu Khan set fire to it, the trove, perhaps, of some Transylvanian forester digging out a fox or a badger and suddenly tumbling through the creepers and the roots into a dry vault full of iron chests abrim with parchments...

Leb, waiss nit wie lang, Und stürb, waiss nit wann Muess fahren, waiss nit wohin Mich wundert, das ich so frelich bin.

Poetry was something everyone could agree on because no one could be certain of what it was about.

As a bachelor, what can I say? The way of an eagle in the air; the way of a serpent upon a rock; the way of a ship in the midst of the sea; and the way of a man with a maid. They are four things which I know not.

Many years afterwards, we attempt to solve puzzles that were not mysteries at the time and we try to decipher half-obliterated letters from a language that is too old and whose alphabet we don't even know.

Quand on aime vraiment quelqu'un, il faut accepter sa part de mystère... et c'est pour ça qu'on l'aime...

Lots of people perish on the highways. All those faces should be preserved, engagements kept, promises upheld. Impossible. I walked out instantly. Fleeing the scene of a crime. That kind of game can destroy you. Anyway, I've never known who I was. I authorize my biographer to simply call me "a man," and I wish him luck. I've been unable to lengthen my stride, my breath, or my sentences. He won't understand the first thing about this story. Neither do I. We're even.