Quotes About Mystery

be close to another human being at that instant was enough to convince one, however briefly, that something beyond understanding passed from the body with that final sigh, that some essence began its journey from this world to another.

Perhaps other souls than human are sometimes born into the world, and clothed in human flesh. —Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu, Uncle Silas (1864)

So, how we doin'?" "Same as usual: dead people, a mystery, more dead people." "Who we lost?" "The boy. His guardians. Maybe Elliot Norton." "Shit, don't sound like we got anybody left. Anyone hires you better leave you your fee in their will.

They were so old, and so strange, that they had found a kind of existence independent of the pages they occupied.

Castin for years, and he still wasn't sure whether the lawyer deliberately selected garments that were incompatible with his build, or the cut of any clothing began to deteriorate immediately upon contact with him. It was, Parker surmised, one of life's great mysteries.

Yesterday, upon the stair, I met a man who wasn't there. He wasn't there again today, I wish, I wish he'd go away . . . —

Perhaps other souls than human are sometimes born into the world, and clothed in human flesh. —

He was a locked box inside which tempests roiled. He was a man enshadowed by himself.

chased by the shadows of clouds.

Billy grinned. 'Seems to me that you might be up to no good here. Are you a bad man?' Quayle smiled back, and the lights of the bar gleamed like dying stars in the void of his eyes. 'Trust me when I say that you have no conception.' Billy's smile faded.

Yesterday, upon the stair, I met a man who wasn't there. He wasn't there again today, I wish, I wish he'd go away . . . William Hughes Mearns, "Antigonish

it takes time to get used to a strange house, especially one as old as this. Even I sometimes find myself looking over my shoulder when I'm alone in it. It's the way of such places, isn't it? They wear their history heavily.

You mean they killed her?" asked David. They ate her," said Brother Number One. "With porridge. That's what 'ran away and was never seen again' means in these parts. It means 'eaten.'" Um and what about 'happily ever after'?" asked David, a little uncertainly. "What does that mean?" Eaten quickly," said Brother Number One.

Time was ," it said. "Time is ," it said. "And time will —"    But the burning meteor then fell upon it, and neither it nor what destroyed it was ever seen again.

Seen from inside the bar, the avenue, the stores opposite, the street glimpsed going off at right angles, the trapezoid of sky visible above the lower buildings, are altered by the tinted windows into an elsewhere, oddly peaceful, a desert or the interior of the sea. Sometimes when he has fallen asleep face upward in the sun, his dreams have taken on this quality of supernatural bright darkness. ("Novelty")

In silvergreen rainy April they went down to Glastonbury on the long straight roads ...

He looked up into Daily Alice's placid and certain face, wondering why every deepening of these daily mysteries left him less inclined to probe them. "The things that make us happy," he said, "make us wise.

A streak of presence surrounded by a dim glow of absence.

A secret is not a thing you're not supposed to tell; it is a thing that can't be told.

Inside it seemed much larger than it was, or was smaller than it looked, he couldn't tell which.

it is a Tale. Only it's longer and stranger than we imagine. Longer and stranger than we can imagine. So what you must do—" she opened her eyes "—what you must do, and what I must do, is forget.

People in tales don't know, always. But there they are.

The story of the house all lit, the house of four floors, seven chimneys, three hundred and sixty-five stairs, fifty-two doors, traveled far; they were all travelers then. It

I think we are Somehow dealing not with a man but with a geography.