Quotes About Mystery

There are movements of the soul, deeper than words can describe and yet more powerful than any reason, that can give a man to know beyond question or arguing or doubt that digitus Dei est hic (the finger of God is here),

The Shars seethed in the dim light of their ruddy sun. Pointed faces raised to the sky, they sniffed the faint wind for sign of the stranger and scented only hydrocarbons, far-off vegetations, damp fur, the sweat of excitement and fear.

Stelle Dich an den Abrgund der Hölle Und tanze zur Musik der Sterne!

Da ist auch noch ein anderer Geruch in der Luft, der Geruch von Feuern, die in der Ferne brennen, mit einem Hauch Zimt darin - so riecht das Abenteuer!

Ich erblickte das Alphabet der Sterne. Ein Firmament voller funkelnder Zeichen, eine unlesbare, aber wundervolle Schrift aus Licht, so alt wie das Universum.

Nothing is what one thinks it is. Cloth is stone and circus is an art. There are no certainties.

Wohin gehen wir denn?" "In den Keller." "schloss Schattenhall hat einen Keller?" "Natürlich", sagte Homunkoloss. "Jedes unheimliche Schloss hat einen Keller" (S. 402)

Und dann kamen Buchimisten Ihre Bücher sah man nicht Sie versteckten sie in Kisten Ohne Luft und ohne Licht Sie verbrachten sie in Tiefen Wo sie träumen heute noch Niemand weiß mehr, wo sie schliefen Ewig sucht man diesen Ort Freude schöner Labyrinthe Bücher im Elysium Leder, Staub und alte Tinte Steig hinab und komm drin um!

A bluebear has twenty-seven lives. I shall recount thirteen-and-a-half of them in this book but keep quiet about the rest. A bear must have his secrets, after all; they make him seem attractive and mysterious.

In tiefen, kalten, hohlen Räumen, Wo Schatten sich mit Schatten paaren, Wo alte Bücher Träume träumen, Von Zeiten, als sie Bäume waren, Wo Kohle Diamant gebiert, Man weder Licht noch Gnade kennt, Dort ist's, wo jener Geist regiert, Den man den Schattenkönig nennt.

Hexen stehen immer zwischen Birken

Knowledge is night!

Don't you see what's at stake here? The ultimate aim of all science to penetrate the unknown. Do you realize we know less about the earth we live on than about the stars and the galaxies of outer space? The greatest mystery is right here, right under our feet.

Death stands above me, Whispering low I know not what into my ear.

what if everything that we see, everything that seems real - what if it was not real?...What if the stuff that was real was somehow hidden?... [56]

what if everything that we see, everything that seems real - what if is was not real?...What if the stuff that was real was somehow hidden?...[56]

The moment I see her, there's a rumbling in my chest, and my mouth is as dry as a desert. This was something sure to be crammed full of warmth secrets, like an antique clock built when peace filled the world.

A question can reside in the mind for a long time—maybe forever—without being spoken to anyone.

Olsons P.I. 'Kenny Jones' as he approaches a barman in a notorious Bangkok Gay bar as part of an investigation - 'I was tempted to ask him if he had heard the one about the two condoms walking down Soi Rome when they see The Balcony Pub. One condom turns to the other and says 'Let's go in there and get shit-faced' -

The renowned and antient city of Gotham.

Certain it is, the place still continues under the sway of some witching power, that holds a spell over the minds of the good people, causing them to walk in a continual reverie. They are given to all kinds of marvellous beliefs, are subject to trances and visions, and frequently see strange sights, and hear music and voices in the air

On mounting a rising ground, which brought the figure of his fellow-traveller in relief against the sky, gigantic in height, and muffled in a cloak, Ichabod was horror-struck on perceiving that he was headless!--but his horror was still more increased on observing that the head, which should have rested on his shoulders, was carried before him on the pommel of his saddle!

No importa cuán despierto hayas sido, una vez te adentras en las sombras de esta región ya no puedes permanecer ajeno a su influjo; la ensoñación mágica de su atmósfera se apodera de ti al instante;

I profess not to know how women's hearts are wooed and won. To me they have always been matters of riddle and admiration. Some seem to have but one vulnerable point, or door of access; while others have a thousand avenues, and may be captured in a thousand different ways