Quotes About Mystery

But he didn't tell her and she didn't tell him, and if it guessed their secrets, it kept silent. He

Area X was all around them. Area X was contained in no one place or figure.

You couldn't martyr yourself to Area X, you could only disappear trying, and not even be sure of that.

I hope to find Area X in Area X.

Do you think Area X builds spaceships, too? Do you think Area X traverses interstellar space? Wormholes? Think of something more subtle, something peering through what we think of as reality.

The biologist was coming down the hillside. In all her glory and monstrosity.

What can you do when your five senses are not enough? Because I still couldn't truly see it here, any more than I had seen it under the microscope, and that's what scared me the most. Why couldn't I see it?

And me still not seeing, and the brightness coiled within me assumed an almost hushed quality, as if we were in a cathedral.

A name was a dangerous luxury here.

Jeff VanderMeer

The word "Annihilation" was followed by "help induce immediate suicide." We had all been given self-destruct buttons, but the only one who could push them was dead.

With the tower, we knew none of these things. We could not intuit its full outline. We had no sense of its purpose. And now that we had begun to descend into it, the tower still failed to reveal any hint of these things. The psychologist might recite the measurements of the "top" of the tower, but those numbers meant nothing, had no wider context. Without context, clinging to those numbers was a form of madness.

the species that had given Area X its purpose was gone.

he'd said they were studying the "taywah" or "terror" of the region, even when he'd spelled it out as t-e-r-r-o-i-r.

Should she somehow think that what came next

As I adjusted to the light, the Crawler kept changing at a lightning pace, as if to mock my ability to comprehend it. It was a figure within a series of refracted panes of glass. It was a series of layers in the shape of an archway. It was a great sluglike monster ringed by satellites of even odder creatures. It was a glistening star. My eyes kept glancing off of it as if an optic nerve was not enough

We were descending into an organism.

Egnaro is a secret known to everyone but yourself. It

Let me tell you what happens when you burn a person's body, pull out all of his teeth, glue his head to a plate, and shove a bomb in his ear. You become that person's object of undying hatred.

We lack the analogies' was itself somehow deficient as a diagnosis, linguists burning up during re-entry into the Earth's atmosphere after encountering Area X.

Whatever we think of the border, it's important to recognise it as a limitation of Area X.

How many invisible, abstract incantations ruled the world beyond the Southern Reach?

The door might not have been created by whatever had created Area X.

There are countless things in this vast universe that humankind does not know.