Quotes About Mystery

What should I do about the wild and the tame? The wild heart that wants to be free, and the tame heart that wants to come home. I want to be held. I don't want you to come too close. I want you to scoop me up and bring me home at nights. I don't want to tell you where I am. I want to keep a place among the rocks where no one can find me. I want to be with you.

Desire baffles knowledge and power.

You know that old saying. Once you go dead, no one's better in bed.

Is that a stake, Bones, or are you just happy with my new dress?" In this case, it's a stake. You could always feel around for something more, though. See what comes up.

Where are you, bloodsuckers? Here, fangy, fangy, fangy...

magic that's marginally maternal, but entirely female.

That a closed door only invites closer scrutiny.

gloves and dark black visors so you can't see their eyes, and their faces

All you need for a movie is a gun and a cat.

Tommy was nowhere in sight, and though she waited for a few minutes, he didn't reappear.

Jack!" she said. "What did you do to Lydia? Why does she look dead?

Rosalind had found

Skye picked her up and tucked her in next to Batty, who now stirred and murmured a few words that sounded like "bee" and "sharp." This made no sense to Skye—and then she wondered if Rosalind had ever gone around at night listening to her sisters talking in their sleep. How strange. But Skye had nothing to worry about. She was certain that anything she herself said would be more interesting than boys' names or bees.

A darkness different from Ember's, but just as frightening...

It's for my God, the god of dogs, and snakes and dust mites and albino bears and Siamese twins, the god of stars and starships and other dimensions, the god who loves everyone and makes everything marvelous.

I love you. Witchy, itchy, or otherwise.

in Sherlock Holmes's day, the Trichinopoly cigar ash helped only if one of the suspects smoked Trichinopoly cigars.

Death is an absolute mystery. We are all vulnerable to it, it's what makes life interesting and suspenseful.

There's more in the earth than anyone knows. We'll find wonders.

Psychosis can happen out of the blue, to anyone, and no one knows why. Not even the best doctors on the planet. And that's why Mom is always so afraid. If we don't know what made me sick in the first place, how can anyone guarantee I won't flip out again?

Maya is the fear that permeates us so fully that we don't know it's there. Maya is the organizing principle of emotional energy in the fear-based, segregated state, and Maya is inherently mysterious.

The woman offered her hand, and I shook it. She had a confident grip. She didn't tell me her name, though, and I couldn't tell if she simply forgot or she didn't want me to know.

tonight. Anna, or her people, took her from her crib

another bank was robbed today, the third this month. The unusual robbers—