Quotes About Mystery

Estaba reteoscuro, mi coronel —dijo el de la voz quejumbrosa.

No podía dormir: había presencias extrañas en torno a su casa, como si un maleficio lanzado contra él y su familia desde hacía muchos siglos hubiera empezado a tomar forma aquella noche.

Le nostre paure non vanno mai perdute, anche se i loro nascondigli sono misteriosi. Forse, di tutte le cose del mondo, nulla si evolve e si trasforma meno della paura. Quando penso ai miei primi anni, per prima cosa ritrovo le paure di cui essi abbondarono in maniera inesauribile. Molte le ritrovo soltanto ora, mentre in altre, che non troverò mai, risiede presumibilmente il segreto che mi fa desiderare una vita interminabile.

Life belongs to man, but the meaning of life is beyond him.

Certain things, certain events, seem inexplicable only for a time: up to the moment when the veil is torn aside.

You're shaking … so am I. It's because of Jerusalem, isn't it? One doesn't go to Jerusalem, one returns to it. That's one of its mysteries.

Man asks and God replies but we don't understand his replies because they dwell in the depths of our souls and remain there until we die.

I don't know whether or not we'll meet again, Gregor. I could, with an effort, look into the future, but the time's too short. I'd like you to know only this: separation contains as much of a mystery as meeting. In both cases a door opens: in meeting it opens on the future, in separation on the past. It's the same door.

Man asks and God replies. But we don't understand His replies. We cannot understand them. Because they dwell in the depths of our souls and remain there until we die.

why should God be allied with death? Why should He want to kill a man who succeeded in seeing him? Now, everything became clear. God was ashamed. God likes to sleep with twelve-year-old girls. And He doesn't want us to know. Whoever sees it or guesses it must die so as not to divulge the secret. Death is only the guard who protects God, the doorkeeper of the immense brothel that we call the universe.

And throughout those evenings a conviction grew in me that [he] would draw me with him into eternity, into that time where question and answer would become one.

Then he smiled. I shall always remember that smile. What world did it come from?

Sometimes I think that you're too sweet to die, Sometimes I think that you're too sweet to die, And another time I think you ought to be buried alive.

What happened when we died? How were we to know that death wasn't as profound an adventure as life was?

Nobody knows where it comes from, and nobody knows where it goes.' Love doesn't make sense most of the time and that's what's so wonderful about it.

I could stare at this forever: swirling stars in the background and a human being, a real live human, lost in a task.

We never know what God has up His sleeve. You never know what might happen; you only know what you have to do now.

He says no in order that He may, in some way we cannot imagine, say yes. All His ways with us are merciful. His meaning is always love.

This is the context in which the story must be understood—as one incident in human history, an incident in certain ways and to certain people important, but only one incident. God is the God of human history, and He is at work continuously, mysteriously, accomplishing His eternal purposes in us, through us, for us, and in spite of us.

Eve's daughters are as flowers and none can ever say they are through unfolding. And what man can predict the consummate end of such a life when its ultimate center is Sharon's Rose?

There is an active practice of holiness as we carry out, for the glory of God, the ordinary duties of each day, faithfully fulfilling the responsibilities given us. The passive practice consists in living acceptance of the unexpected, be it welcome or unwelcome, remembering that we have a wise and sovereign Lord who works in mysterious ways and is never taken by surprise.

Men like mystery. They don't want to be told everything woman are thinking.

Debemos aceptar con humildad que haya millones de cosas que no entendemos todavía, pero esto no quiere decir que sólo por el hecho de no comprenderlas no existan o no sean realidades.

the circumstance of the veil, throwing a mystery over the subject, that excited a faint degree of terror. But a terror of this nature, as it occupies and expands the mind, and elevates it to high expectation, is purely sublime, and leads us, by a kind of fascination, to seek even the object, from which we appear to shrink.