Quotes About Mystery

The farther we've gotten from the magic and mystery of our past, the more we've come to need Halloween. October Dreams: A celebration of Halloween

He didn't know a thing about her, not even after ten years, but she loved the air of knowingness; the flattery that didn't obligate her. And she liked his somewhat battered face, the close-fitting English suits he bought from a London salesman who stopped at a mid-town hotel each year to take orders, the Italian shoes he said were part of his seducer's costume. He wasn't a seducer. He was remote. He was like a man preceded into a room by acrobats.

Women like Joe. They fall for him in that between-trains way.

I wondered who the sky men had been, who came to destroy and kill those in the cities, and what bad thing had happened to them to make them worship death.

There's too much of him that favors the darkness.

prehistoric tomb," Glenn said. "There aren't any dolmen

You know, we don't always understand what we're living inside of, or how it will matter. We can guess all we want and prepare, too, but we never know how it's going to turn out.

Have you ever seen stars like this? You can't have. They don't make them like this anywhere in the world." Above our heads, the sky was a brimming treasure box. Some of the stars seemed to want to pull free and leap down onto my shoulders—and though these were the only ones I had ever known, I believed Denys when he said they were the finest. I thought I might believe anything he said, in fact, even though we had just met. He had that in him.

What am I meant for then?" "How wonderful that question is, Beru." He smiled mysteriously. "And as you did not die on this day, you have more time in which to answer it.

That's obviously, isn't it?' she said. 'A hawk is always a hawk, except'- and here she raised on heavy eyebrow and gave a mysterious smile - 'except when the hawk is a cabbage.' 'What?' Ernest said, grinning and game and clearly perplexed. 'Exactly,' Gertrude said.

I rarely knew what Jock was thinking. He worked hard, as

Have you ever seen stars like this? You can't have. They don't make them like this anywhere in the world." Above our heads, the sky was a brimming treasure box. Some of the stars seemed to want to pull free and leap down onto my shoulders—and though these were the only ones I had ever known,

Though I often looked for one, I finally had to admit that there could be no cure for Paris

We held on to each other and looked out at the sea. It was impossibly large and full of beauty and danger in equal parts—and we wanted it all.

His words were another kind of current. "What am I meant for then?" "How wonderful that question is, Beru." He smiled mysteriously. "And as you did not die on this day, you have more time in which to answer it." —

Firs and pines and Sitka spruce thicken around me, pushing in from all directions, black-tipped fairy-tale trees that knit shadows out of nothing, night out of day—as if they've stolen all the light and hidden it somewhere.

When I turned to leave the groom to his work, I saw that D's ranch manager had been watching us. His name was Boy Long, and he was exotic-looking for these parts, with jet-black hair and a single gold hoop in one ear. His particular flair made me think of a pirate. "What's in the tincture?" he wanted to know. "Nothing unusual." He looked me up and down. "I don't believe you, but you can keep your secret." A

Arap Ruta indeed. I had known him since he wasn't

His brogue tipped the ends of his sentences up expectantly. I always thought he was about to say something more, but then he didn't. Jock

On the street, it was dark in the way only Africa can be.

They were both beautiful and interesting, full of deep water, as the Kips would say. And

I still don't understand how I deserve her, or how she's come to me, but I'm grateful anyway,

the boy, who

Dense clouds have swallowed the moon and stars—the