Quotes About Mystery

Our practice is not to clear up the mystery. It is to make the mystery clear.

Mystery is the unknown in which we live. It is our nature. Mystification is the exploitation of mystery.

The Buddha challenged the idea of an immutable soul. He said nothing about the mutable soul, and its survival, though his successors in most streams of Buddhism have had a lot to say on this subject. For all their words, the question of what happens when one dies remains a mystery.

I love fishing. You put that line in the water and you don't know what's on the other end. Your imagination is under there.

We look for the Secret - the Philosopher's Stone, the Elixir of the Wise, Supreme Enlightenment, 'God' or whatever...and all the time it is carrying us about...It is the human nervous system itself.

Why is man man? As long as we have had minds to think with, stars to ponder upon, dreams to disturb us, curiosity to inspire us, hours free for meditation, words to place our thoughts in order, the question like a restless ghost has prowled the cellars of our consciousness.

there's a telling answer to the question of what Albert Einstein claimed was so remarkable it could be labeled as both "the most beautiful thing we can experience" and "the source of all true science and art." His contention: the mysterious.

Fingerprints of the Gods

Much of the mystery surrounding drug action can be cleared up by recognizing that drugs affect only the rate at which biologic functions proceed; they do not change the basic nature of existing processes or create new functions.

Horror is the removal of masks.

why do we personify time? Is it because we're afraid to admit that our lives are measured by an abstract force that neither knows nor cares about our entry into existence? Or our departure into death? Time is our mysterious master giving it a face and hands we attempt to transform it into our servant.

The sound of the rampaging Missouri,Bending the reeds again and again—something inside usLike a ghost train in the RockiesAbout to be buried in snow!Its long hootMaking the owl in the Douglas fir turn his head.

I suppose I will die never knowing what pumpkin pie tastes like when you have room for it.

There are couples a matchmaker would match every time — and couples who, for no rhyme or reason, rhyme.

God left so many fingerprints at the scene of Creation that you wonder — does He want to be found, or does He want to be stopped?

There are secrets I will take to the grave — and others I'd feel safer having cremated.

I don't know that there are haunted houses. I know that there are dark staircases and haunted people.

Even if you think the Big Bang created the stars, don't you wonder who sent the flowers?

Metaphor for the night sky: A trillion asterisks and no explanations.

We picture love as heart-shaped because we do not know the shape of the soul.

You never have a friend all figured out. Just when you think you know what makes them tick, they tock.

If Creation were a crime, would not God be the prime suspect?

If God had wanted to be a big secret, He would not have created babbling brooks and whispering pines.

I believe that there is an explanation for everything, so, yes, I believe in miracles.