Quotes About Mystery

Cine iubeÅŸte nu ÅŸtie nicicând ce iubeÅŸte Åži nici nu ÅŸtie de ce iubeÅŸte,nici a iubi ce va s? însemne... A iubi este începutul inocenÅ£ei Iar deplina inocen?? înseamn? a nu gândi...

Todo tan superfluo! Nosotros y el mundo y el misterio de ambos.

Io però non ho mai preteso di dire la verità a nessuno, da una parte perché non serve a niente, e dall'altra perché non la conosco. Mio fratello maggiore, Dio onnipotente, credo che neppure lui la conosca, ma queste , tuttavia, sono questioni di famiglia.

Deus ao mar o perigo e o abismo deu, Mas nele é que espelhou o céu.

For me life is an inn where I must stay until the carriage from the abyss calls to collect me. I don't know where that carriage will take me because I know nothing.

What really shocks me is how these wizards and masters of the invisible, when they write to communicate or intimate their mysteries, all write abominably. It offends my intelligence that a man can master the Devil without being able to master the Portuguese language.

My sorrow that makes me Love all that's indefinite … — Fernando Pessoa, from "[A piano on my street …]," A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems , ed. & transl. Richard Zenith (Penguin Classics, 2006)

Com duas mãos - o Ato e o Destino - Desvendamos. No mesmo gesto, ao céu Uma ergue o facho trêmulo e divino E a outra afasta o véu. Fosse a hora que haver ou a que havia A mão que ao Ocidente o véu rasgou, Foi alma a Ciência e o corpo a Ousadia Da mão que desvendou.

I'm talking metaphysics? But all of life is a metaphysics in the darkness, with a vague murmur of the gods and only one way to follow, which is our ignorance of the right way.

To organise our life in such a way that it becomes a mystery to others, that those who are closest to us will only be closer to not knowing us. That is how I've shaped my life, almost without thinking about it, but I did it with so much instinctive art that even to myself I've become a not entirely clear and definite individual.

Var olan tek s?r, bir s?r olduÄŸunu düÅŸünen insanlar?n olmas?d?r.

Eres lo que falta a todo. Eres lo que falta a cada cosa para poder amarla por siempre. Llave extraviada de las puertas del Templo, camino encubierto del Palacio, Isla lejana que la bruma nunca deja ver...

Every sound mind believes in God. No sound mind believes in a definite God. There is some being, both real and impossible, who reigns over all things and whose person (if he has one) cannot be defined, and whose purposes (if he has any) cannot be fathomed. By calling this being God we say everything, since the word God – having no precise meaning – affirms him without saying anything.

No encontrar nunca a Dios, no saber nunca, ni siquiera, si Dios existe! Ir pasando de mundo en mundo, de encarnación en encarnación, siempre en la ilusión que halaga, siempre en el error que acaricia.

All is nothing, and in the entrance hall to the Invisible, whose open door reveals merely a closed door beyond, all things dance, servants of the wind that stirs them without hands – all things, big and small, which for us and in us formed the perceptible system of the universe.

Il mistero supremo dell'Universo, l'unico mistero, tutto e in tutto, è che ci sia un mistero dell'universo, è che ci sia l'universo, qualcosa, è che ci sia l'esserci. ... Il mistero di tutto si avvicina talmente al mio essere, giunge così vicino agli occhi della mia anima che mi dissolvo in tenebre e avvolto in tenebre oscuramente mi atterrisco.

Every day things happen in the world that can't be explained by any law of things we know. Every day they're mentioned and forgotten, and the same mystery that brought them takes them away, transforming their secret into oblivion. Such is the law by which things that can't be explained must be forgotten. The visible world goes on as usual in the broad daylight. Otherness watches us from the shadows.

Ma come entrerò mai in quella vita? Io non nacqui per essa. ... Ridere è un insulto al mistero nell'orrore che il non capito possa durare eternamente. Strano! Felicità, [...] composto di sensualità e infantilismo... Come posso averti, felicità?

Ah, l'orrore di morire! E trovare il mistero faccia a faccia senza poter evitarlo, senza potere...

L'animale teme la morte perché vive, e anche l'uomo, e perché gli è ignota. Solo a me è dato di temerla con orrore perché conosco tutta la sua estensione e il suo mistero, perché misuro la sua infinità oscurità

you are today, you are me, because I see you, you are what [I'll be] tomorrow and I love you from the deck rail as when two ships pass, and there's a mysterious longing and regret in their passing.

To organize our life in such a way that it becomes a mystery to others, that those who are closest to us will only be closer to not knowing us. That is how I've shaped my life

If men knew how to meditate on the mystery of life, if they knew how to feel the thousand complexities which spy on the soul in every single detail of action, they would never act – they wouldn't even live. They would kill themselves from fright, like those who commit suicide to avoid being guillotined the next day.

Shpirti im është një orkestër e mistershme; nuk e di cilat vegla luan dhe fryn brenda meje: korda dhe harpa, lodra dhe daulle. E njoh veten si simfoni.