Quotes About Mystery

What doth gravity out of his bed at midnight?

I have had a dream, past the wit of man to say what dream it was.

The old fantastical duke of dark corners.

She speaks, yet she says nothing.

A deed without a name.

Look, who comes here! a grave unto a soul.

Thou sure and firm-set earth,Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fearThe very stones prate of my whereabout.

This is fairy gold, boy, and 'twill prove so.

The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen, man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was.

In nature's infinite book of secrecyA little I can read.

All is not well;I doubt some foul play.

In the dead vast and middle of the night.

O! then, I see, Queen Mab hath been with you!…She is the fairies' midwife, and she comesIn shape no bigger than an agate-stoneOn the forefinger of an alderman,Drawn with a team of little atomiesAthwart men's noses as they lie asleep.

By the pricking of my thumbs, Something wicked this way comes.

The possibilities that are suggested in quantum physics tell us that everything that we're looking at may not be in fact there, so the underlying nature of being is weird.

Death is an absolute marvel.

The mysteriousness and mystique of space is such, that science fiction attempts to tantalize you by telling you a story that could possibly be out there and that's the appeal of science fiction.

What does God need with a starship?

And, while in my lifetime I've seen science make extraordinary inroads into solving the most complex questions of life, after all this time I admit that I am thrilled that there are some things that forever will remain a mystery. For example, do I wear a toupee?

We are born into mystery and we leave life in mystery.

William Sleator

There may be losses too great to understand That rove after you and--faint and terrible-- rip unknown through your hand.

Above, air sighs the pines. It was this way when Rome was clanging, when Troy was being built, when campfires lighted caves. The white butterflies dance by the thousands in the still sunshine. Suddenly, anything could happen to you. Your soul pulls toward the canyon.

The world was all magic, and he had a special bottle of it in his right hand.