Quotes About Mystery

Another man came in behind Jonathan. He was a little shorter than me, but his arms were as long as backhoe shovels and his shoulders so wide they looked like they had been built of steel frame girders. The arms and the shoulders didn't go with the rest of him, as if they had once belonged to King Kong or Mighty Joe Young or some other large mammal, and now this guy was using them. He was carrying a manila envelope.

She said, "This isn't so bad." "Thanks. I think." The money vibe came off her like heat—the Rock & Republic jeans, the Kitson top, the Oliver Peoples shades. Cole was good at reading people, and had learned—over time—that he was almost always right. The trouble vibe came off her, too. She looked familiar, but Cole couldn't place her.

Somewhere between Burger King and now, the Syrian's sleight-of-hand security system worked. Pike wasn't here. I never doubted, not once, he would find me. My task was to stay alive until it happened or I could escape on my own. The United States Army sent me to something called Ranger School. The Ranger motto was sua sponte. It meant you're on your own, asshole. Okay.

Pike held out Karen's photograph. "Have you seen this woman?" "No. I am sorry." Every word like that. Without contractions.

Scott told himself to be patient, but wondered what Cole knew. Cole's offer to help was like a worrisome terrier that wouldn't let go of his ankle. Cole might be one of those people who colored outside the lines, but people who hung it over the edge weren't always wrong. Cole might be able to use his secret knowledge and shady connections to break the case faster than Carter. Scott

Elvis Cole Detective Agency, two clues for the price of one. Discounts available.

This book confronts psychopathy head-on and presents the disturbing topic for what it is—a dark mystery with staggering implications for society; a mystery that finally is beginning to reveal itself after centuries of speculation and decades of empirical psychological research.

Sometimes our questions are better left unanswered.

It was no ape, neither was it a man. It was some shambling horror spawned in the mysterious, nameless jungles of the south, where strange life teemed in the reeking rot without the dominance of man, and drums thundered in temples that had never known the tread of a human foot.

Only miracle is plain; it is in the ordinary that groans with the weight of glory.

We dance round in a ring and suppose, But the Secret sits in the middle and knows.

He moves in darkness as it seems to me Not of woods only and the shade of trees.

He said the dead had souls, but when I asked him How that could be - I thought the dead were souls, He broke my trance. Don't that make you suspicious That there's something the dead are keeping back? Yes, there's something the dead are keeping back.

Magic is Wisdom in Transit, for there's no black or white Magic. Its just Wisdom in Transit.

What but design of darkness to appall?— If design govern in a thing so small.

Why is love easy? I don't know. And the raccoons don't say.

Why isn't love easy? I don't know. And the raccoons don't say.

Surprise is at the core of existence. It's true. You never ever really know what's coming next.

Why is there Something instead of Nothing?

There is too little mystery in the world; too many people say exactly what they feel or want.

The Shadow. It cannot be grasped. Chase your shadow and it will, flee; turn your back on it and it will follow you. It is also a person's dark side, the thing that makes them mysterious. After they have given us pleasure, the shadow of their withdrawal makes us yearn for their return, much as clouds make us yearn for the sun.

Just imagine for a day that you do not know anything, that what you believe could be completely false. Let go of your preconceptions and even your most cherished beliefs. Experiment. Force yourself to hold the opposite opinion or see the world through your enemy's eyes. Listen to the people around you with more attentiveness. See everything as a source for education—even the most banal encounters. Imagine that the world is still full of mystery.

Your greatest power in seduction is your ability to turn away, to make others come after you, delaying their satisfaction.

The people around you are generally mysterious. You are never quite sure about their intentions. They present an appearance that is often deceptive—their manipulative actions don't match their lofty words or promises. All of this can prove confusing. Seeing people as they are, instead of what you think they should be, would mean having a greater sense of their motives.