Quotes About Mystery

Lieutenant J. C. Day's work was that he couldn't find fingerprints. Normally there would be prints on the barrel of the rifle and the stock.

He placed the bullet into a device. "Just as I thought," he said. "This is not 7.35. It is 6.5 millimeter. Did the Secret Service man know which stretcher it was on?" "No," Todd said. "The

There was a separate small hole in the back of the head. There was a long vertical

The deputy chief also noticed a dent in the chrome plating at the top of the windshield. This was old, but he did not know it.

Watch your step," said Slash. Jig stopped, fully expecting to be shot, poisoned, crushed, or maybe all three at the same time. "What is it now?" Slash pointed to a pile of brown, slimy goo in the center of the tunnel. "Hairball.

As was often the case, Magic just chuckled and kicked physics in the balls, leaving it groaning and wondering what just happened.

Something weird wants to kill us? Cool! Where did it come from, and how does it work?

It's certain that you cannot tell from how a person works or how a person strolls behind her hens what kind of life they live in secrecy.

I don't rightly know. It just ain't possible to explain some things, maybe even most things. It's interesting to wonder on them and do some speculation, but the main thing is you have to accept it - take it for what it is, and get on with your getting." (91)

The Fourth Wiseman delivered his gift and slipped away.

I'm hoping to be astonished tomorrow by I don't know what.

El placer estriba en que te engañen sin ser capaz de descubrir cómo lo hicieron.

When you separate an entwined particle and you move both parts away from the other, even at opposite ends of the universe, if you alter or affect one, the other will be identically altered or affected. Spooky. (Adam in Only Lovers Left Alive)

I believe, as I am sure you believe, that eventually everything is known. Eventually it will become to somebody's interest to tell. Secrets are like meat; they can be frozen or eaten but not kept.

This is the strangest life I've ever known.

There are things known and there are things unknown and in between are the doors.

Actually I don't remember being born, it must have happened during one of my black outs.

I'm beginning to see how the secret ways and deepest mysteries of God and his kingdom are often revealed off the beaten path of organized religion and frequently missed by the too-smart.

Weber sandstone a billion years old. This rock was Precambrian, I read, a term like postmodern, suggesting that what it names is so mysterious as to require identification by what it isn't.

There are thirty-two ways to write a story, and I've used every one, but there is only one plot – things are not as they seem.

The phone rang. Softly, in actuality, yet it seemed loud and ominous, as phones do at night in dark hotel rooms.

There is only one plot—things are not what they seem.

God is bigger than people think.

7 Jesus answered and said unto him, What I do you know not now; but you shall know hereafter