Quotes About Mystery

J'ai toujours cru que certains endroits sont des aimants et que vous êtes attirés vers eux si vous marchez dans leurs parages.

Siempre he creído que hay lugares que son imanes y te atraen si pasas por las inmediaciones. Y eso de forma imperceptible, sin que te lo malicies siquiera. Basta con una calle en cuesta, con una acera al sol, o con una acera a la sombra. O con un chaparrón. Y te llevan a ese lugar, al punto preciso en el que debías encallar.

The more obscure and mysterious things remained, the more interested I became in them. I even looked for mystery where there was none.

And yet, from time to time, beneath this thick layer of amnesia, you can certainly sense something, an echo, distant, muted, but of what, precisely, it is impossible to say. Like finding yourself on the edge of a magnetic field, with no pendulum to pick up the radiation.

The letters dance before my eyes. Who am I?

People certainly lead compartmentalized lives and their friends do not know each other. It's unfortunate.

Without fully realizing it, I began writing my first book. It was neither a vocation nor a particular gift that pushed me to write, but quite simply the enigma posed by a man I had no chance of finding again, and by all those questions that would never have an answer.

Khi th?c s? yêu m?t ng??i, thì ta c?n ph?i ch?p nh?n cái ph?n bí ?n c?a ng??i ?y... Và chính vì th? mà ta yêu ng??i ?y... Ph?i không h?, Roland?

Depuis l'enfance et l'adolescence, j'éprouvais une très vive curiosité et une attirance particulière pour tout ce qui concernait les mystères de Paris.

Rành là m?i s? ??u k?t thúc trong nh?ng h?p ??ng sô cô la ho?c bích quy. Ho?c xì gà.

At night on the streets you feel like a participant of another, second life, much more exciting than the first one, or just imagine it.

De tous les caractères d'imprimerie, il m'avait dit qu'il préférait les points de suspensions.

The man was as slippery and elusive as his gaze.

There's nothing to understand. When we really love someone, we've got to accept their role in the mystery. And that's why we love them.

Encore aujourd'hui, il m'arrive d'entendre, le soir, une voix qui m'appelle par mon prénom, dans la rue. Une voix rauque. Elle traîne un peu sur les syllabes et je la reconnais tout de suite: la voix de Louki.

molto tempo dopo, qualcuno mi ha assicurato che l'unica cosa impossibile da ricordare è il timbro delle voci. Eppure, ancora oggi, durante le mie notti insonni, sento spesso la voce dall'accento parigino - quello delle strade in salita- dirmi:"Allora, la sta trovando la sua felicità?". Una frase che conserva ancora oggi tutta la sua gentilezza e il suo mistero.

Il y a des etres mysterieux - toujours les memes - qui se tiennent en sentinelles a chaque carrefour de votre vie.

Son seres que dejan pocas huellas tras de sí. Personas casi anónimas. Nunca se alejan de ciertas calles de París, de ciertos paisajes de suburbio donde descubrí, por casualidad que habían vivido. Lo que se sabe de ellas se resume en una simple dirección. Y esta precisión topográfica contrasta con todo lo que se igonrará para siempre de su vida... ese vacío, ese bloque de desconocimiento y silencio.

Flakes of white fall thru the trees and onto the road, catching on our clothes and hair. It's a silent fall and it's weird how it makes everything else seem quiet, too, like it's trying to tell you a secret, a terrible, terrible secret.

What else is there to say?Everything and nothing. You can't say everything, so you don't say nothing.

I just stand there like a doofus wondering just what in the effing blazes is going on.

Oh, forget it," he says with feeling. "Nobody knows anything.

The forest was white in the snowfall, but still seemed to hold more secrets than she had ever thought possible.

Harry leaned forward, his eyes flashing. "I see nothing.