Quotes About Mystery

One old myth says that faeries would sometimes steal human children and replace them with faerie changelings. So if you wake up one day and your brother or sister is acting like a jerk, they might have been swapped by faeries.

student: what shoe size are you Jenna: *dances* guess

I wondered if stolen holy water still worked.

My, my, my," he drawled in that gravelly voice that brought her body to full attention. "This Kat has claws." Heat filled her face again, but it wasn't from embarrassment this time. No, some other emotion made her blush, though she had no name for it, or for the shaking that accompanied it. This man was mocking her, but still all she could do was stare into his gray eyes and be sucked in by his presence.

One popular story had it that Los Alamos was a wartime plant that made windshield wipers for submarines. Others insisted that workers were actually assembling submarines in a factory. This theory persisted even though there was no deep water for hundreds of miles around: against all reason, people actually believed the army had cut a secret passage to float the subs down the Rio Grande.

Ever seen Xena? Wonder Woman? Weird Science? Yeah. He wants a mythical creature.

And so it was for a long time. Some wise men wrote down the story of those voyages and of that land, and people read the tale and liked it, but no one remembered where the place was. It all seemed like a fairy tale. Long afterwards, however, men began to read those stories with wide-open eyes and to wonder.

Every forest has its own character, its own whispered rumors and smells.

Tiny fairywren Who is your father? *snake chomp* Guess we'll never know

Did the crows' bill shape and specialized vision predispose them to tool crafting and use? Or did their tool-use behavior in response to unusual ecological opportunity—those delicious hidden grubs—gradually shape their visual system and bills? This is the sort of mysterious causal relationship biologists both love and hate.

And last week, when he finally began to erase it, he noticed something very strange: the accent on the letter E was actually formed from a piece of materiel. We all watched as he stared at the letter E for a very long time. Then he slowly unpeeled the rolled-up cloth fro the blackboard and unfurled the biggest pair of polka dot panties anyone in the room had ever seen.

Alyssa couldn't tear her gaze from him as the firelight played over the hard edges of him. Once he'd been the poster boy for clean-cut military, now he'd gone all tatted up sexy danger.

is the word we use when we can't see the levers and pulleys.

Listen to yourself. Poor martyred Louisa. I predict that Fellows will solve this murder and then sweep you off your feet." Daniel shrugged. "Well, the sweeping-you-off-your-feet part might take a little nudge. But he wants to do it. It's a beautiful thing to watch the way he looks at you. Fellows glared at Gil tonight as though he wanted to find a claymore, learn how to use it, and finish him off. Or just pull out a pistol and shoot him.

The trouble with Ian Mackenzie's questions was that he asked the unanswerable. And yet she should know how to answer—everyone should. But they couldn't, because everyone simply knew. Everyone except Ian.

But she couldn't read Mr. Mackenzie. He didn't let anyone behind his barriers, not easily. But when he did . . . When he did, worlds would unfold.

A phallus thick with desire, rising from a dark thatch.

Symington hadn't been

Wow," Jasmine said. "Your aura is incredible`." She lifted her hand and ran it through the air at Tiger's side. "So beautiful.

His name was as exotic as his looks. The deadly combination of lush chocolate brown hair, those intense pale blue eyes and his lithe figure that just screamed he would look like a god naked, was too much for her.

London after dark is a different place than in daylight. There is as much hustle-bustle as always, but now the gentry are out and about as well as less salubrious members of society - the inebriated, the ruffians, and the ladies looking to entice a man from the straight and narrow.

A new word. Bright with possibilities. A flawless pearl to turn over and over in my hand, then put away for safekeeping.

I lift my face to the night sky. It's still dark. But I can see the stars.

DNA tells you all the secrets of life,' he used to say. Except for one—how to live it.