Quotes About Mystery

Ik hou van de spannende periode van afwachten, van de geestelijke en fysieke sensatie van bochten als iets geheimzinnigs naar de oppervlakte van het bewustzijn zigzagt.

The first thing to know about living in an old house: The walls are alive.

The whole of everything is never told. (Henry James.)

You know why trees smell the way they do? Murphy asked, looking up from her hammering. Sap? Logan guessed. Chlorophyll? Murphy shook her head. Stars. Trees breathe in starlight year after year, and it goes deep into their bones. So when you cut a tree open, you smell a hundred years' worth of light. Ancient starlight that took millions of years to reach earth. That's why trees smell so beautiful and old.

If you were a mermaid, you said, If you were a mermaid, I was the sea.

Weetzie could see him--it was a man, a little man in a turban, with a jewel in his nose, harem pants, and curly-toed slippers. Lanky Lizards! Weetzie exclaimed. Greetings, said the man in an odd voice, a rich, dark purr. Oh, shit! Weetzie said. I beg your pardon? Is that your wish?

You turned your head to look at me. Your eyes looked so big in your face, so mysterious — wide and flickering like a butterfly-wing mask. When you saw me the wails turned to sobs, and then just quieter heaves of your body. I held out my finger through the bars. Then you reached out and curled your fingers around mine, so tight. I knew you recognized me. That was the first time I knew I had a heart inside my body.

The circus tent was flowing pale in the rain like a fleshy flower lit from within. It seemed to bloom in the downpour. Drops of rain caught on Rafe's eyelashes, blinding him as the circus light struck them. He groped for the flap, that slit in the fabric that would reveal her to him. She was on the rope again, her skirt flashing with tiny mirrors, hair braided with petals. He looked up at her, dizzy with it, seeing her face framed in the parasol. There were bluish shadows around her eyes.

My breath clouded the air like a little ghost escaping from my body.

When I went back to look for it again I could never find it. It was as if someone had put some kind of glamour, some kind of spell, on that ground, and I felt as if I was walking in circles around it again and again, never able to see what was in front of my eyes. That was how I felt about what happened to me when I turned thirteen. I felt as if I was always circling around my own brain trying to understand.

Am I in the picture? Am I getting in or out of it? I could be a ghost, an animal or a dead body, not just this girl standing on the corner…?

A cult!' Elizabeth gasped. 'Here? In Sweet Valley? But that's impossible!

The van. The man. He was driving her somewhere. But where? To her death? To an unspeakable horror that was too painful even to think about?

But I have a feeling Regina Morrow may be in for big trouble!

Her beloved twin sister was dead - murdered!

All of us have observed how often our erotic attractions reflect a mysterious but consistent taste, almost as if we were ordering a favorite dish

Paris is an insomniac's heaven. There is always something to photograph, something hidden in the shadows. One can see so much more in the darkness than in the light of day.

is starting to happen between the two teenagers: "It gave me a queer feeling each time I looked into his deep blue eyes, and he sat there with that mysterious laugh playing round his lips…and with my whole heart I almost beseeched him: oh, tell me, what is going on inside you, oh, can't you look beyond this ridiculous chatter?

she's ready." A gorgeous blonde came in with a box that opened

The job of the artist is always to deepen the mystery.

And if any landscape can provide darkness, with a very real hint of menace, it is most surely the Fens.

The whole Mysterie of Mans Natural Happiness was comprized in his being in Covenant with God, according to the Covenant of Works in the First Adam; And the whole Mysterie of Mans supernatural Happiness is comprehended in Mans being in Covenant with God, according to the Covenant of Faith in Jesus Christ the last Adam

Voi abitate a West Egg disse con fare sprezzante. Conosco qualcuno laggiù. Io non conosco nessuno. Dovete conoscere Gatsby. Gatsby? chiese Daisy. Che Gatsby?

Without a twich of exertion, Redd sealed his lips with glue. Who wants to kill him? The Cat raised a paw. Siren and Alistare raised their hands. Mmmmmm mmm mmm, protested Jack.