Quotes About Mystery

Erle Stanley Gardner

You Can Die Laughing (1957) Some

Erle Stanley Gardner

There is a driving force behind a mystery that we cannot understand, and it includes more than reason alone. The urge to cosmic heroism, then, is sacred and mysterious and not to be neatly ordered and rationalized by science and secularism. Science, after all, is a credo that has attempted to absorb into itself and to deny the fear of life and death; and it is only one more competitor in the spectrum of roles for cosmic heroics.

The inimitable stories of Tong-King never have any real ending, and this one, being in his most elevated style, has even less end than most of them. But the whole narrative is permeated with the odour of joss-sticks and honourable high-mindedness, and the two characters are both of noble birth.

I have been asked to take up a ghost, Carlyle began to explain. Then I don't believe in it, declared Carrados. Why not? Because it is a pushful, notoriety-loving ghost, or it would not have gone so far. Probably it wants to get into The Daily Mail.

There isnt always an explanation for everything.

I am glad we do not have to try to kill the stars.

Show the readers everything, tell them nothing.

Never, never tell them. Try and remember that. Never tell anyone anything ever. Never tell anyone anything again.

Your blood coagulates beautifully.

I don't know. There isn't always an explanation for everything.

A girl came in the cafe and sat by herself at a table near the window. She was very pretty with a face fresh as a newly minted coin if they minted coins in smooth flesh with rain-freshened skin, and her hair black as a crow's wing and cut sharply and diagonally across her cheek.

We need more true mystery in our lives Hem- he said. The completely unambitious writer and the really good unpublished poem are the things we lack most. There is of course the problem of sustenance

I did not understand them but they did not have any mystery, and when I understood them they meant nothing to me. I was sorry about this but there was nothing I could do about it.

In truly good writing no matter how many times you read it you do not know how it is done. That is beacause there is a mystery in all great writing and that mystery does not dis-sect out. It continues and it is always valid. Each time you re-read you see or learn something new.

I thought she was probably a little crazy. It was all right if she was. I did not care what I was getting into.

How little we know of what there is to know.

I like to see you in the morning all new and strange.

The things of the night cannot be explained in the day, because they do not then exist.

Then he began to pity the great fish that he had hooked. He is wonderful and strange and who knows how old he is, he thought.

Let us not doubt, brother. Let us not pry into the holy mysteries of the hen-coop with simian fingers.

You'll lose it if you talk about it.

The boy Paco had never known about any of this nor about what all these people would be doing on the next day and on other days to come. He had no idea how they really lived nor how they ended. He did not even realize they ended.