Quotes About Mystery

Being a Christian then is more about celebrating mystery than conquering it.

when I'm talking about God, I'm talking about a reality known, felt, and experienced, but one that cannot be located in any specific physical space in any tangible way.

When you say "yes" to your life and your path and your work in the world, you are entering into this mystery of creation, a mystery in which everybody starts with a blank page, and "everybody" includes you. Now, let's pause and take a breath. You've been given this gift of life. You were not given his gift or her gift. You were given your gift.

This death-and-life mystery, this mechanism, this process is built into the very fabric of creation. The cells in our bodies are dying at a rate of millions a second, only to be replaced at a similar rate of millions a second. Our skin is constantly flaking off and our body is continually replacing the skin cells with new ones; we have entirely new skin every week or so.

in between. It's like the whole thing is winking at us.

All of us need to be in touch with a mysterious, tantalizing source of inspiration that teases our sense of wonder and goads us on to life's next adventure.

When the officer turned to face her, Veronica blinked.

Her strategy for honoring the dead had always been to take action - solve the mystery, punish the criminal. But what did you do when there was no one to punish? When there were no answers to find? How do you assimilate that kind of loss without losing your mind?

There is no such thing as Just a cat.

There is no conclusive evidence of life after death, but there is no evidence of any sort against it. Soon enough you will know, so why fret about it?

Random chance was not a sufficient explanation of the Universe---in fact, random chance was not sufficient to explain random chance; the pot could not hold itself.

I woke up in bed with a man and a cat. The man was a stranger; the cat was not

I don't know Who is cranking; I'm pleased He doesn't stop.

I want to spit back at a camel and ask him what he's so sour about. Maybe camels are the real 'Old Ones' on this planet ... and that what is wrong with the place.

I know where I came from—but where did all you zombies come from?

Allie, what do the Stars tell me to do? You know I don't understand the scientific part.

the ways of God and government and girls are all mysterious, and it is not given to mortal man to understand them.

We always trotted everywhere at Camp Arthur Currie. I never did find out who Currie was, but he must have been a trackman.

Magic," I stated, "is a symbol for any process not understood.

His expression was innocent, his eyes were not. What sort of creature had a face like that?

At first I thought it was a fur cap; now I see it's alive. Castor pointed to the furry heap on the counter. It was slowly slithering toward the edge. The shopkeeper reached out and headed it back to the middle. That?

The Legion of Space?

she had no religion with a brand on it, then cautioned me not to tell Greg. I exacted same caution from her. I don't know Who is cranking; I'm pleased He doesn't stop.

While contradiction is static and unproductive, paradox makes room for grace and mystery.