Quotes About Mystery

Leap through the Mystery of death as the circus-rider leaps through the papered hoop ... find Life ambling along beneath us on the Other Side.

Tomorrow or the next life - which comes first, we never know.

I want my life to be mystifying," she declared, although she didn't know what she meant.

Given the diverse raiment life sports, one never knows what the guises of the gods may be.

The causes of life's history [cannot] resolve the riddle of life's meaning.

Everyone needs a little Edward in their life

You know, what a producer does is one of the great mysteries in life, so anyone can be one.

Say nothing of the new life you have begun or of the experiment you are making and experiences you expect to have. All this is a matter between God and you, and only between you two.

Life was such a strange thing, so permanent when one had it, so fleeting when it was lost- and those who lost it could never tell you what it was like, could they?

Life's something we already understand. Death is a mystery.

And when I go to see plays, I marvel at how people can do that. I've done it all my life, but I still find it mystical.

...Though we chisel away as best we can at the mysterious block from which our life is made, the black vein of destiny continually reappears.

His whole life was now summed up in two words: absolute uncertainty within an impenetrable fog.

The roundness of life's design may be a sign that there is a presence beyond ourselves.

Praised be the fathomless universe, for life and joy, and for objects and knowledge curious.

There is a compulsion that is perhaps the heart of life's meanings, this marvelous mystery of blood ties that brings joy whenever a new family member comes on the scene.

The world is whole beyond human knowing.

I wish to be a cat. I like to imagine I was a cat in a past life.

We live in a mystery. Our lives have flowed from exploding stars, from tides of time and gravity beyond our ken.

That's the trouble with provincial life. Everyone knows everyone and there is no mystery. No romance.

Sometimes you have to protect the life of the play. It seems like spelling out mysterious, musical details can destroy a play by making the motivations too clear, too simplex.

Oh god, I'd just hate it if a certain dramaturg got a hold of a Pinter play, for example, which are all mystery and all music. That's how the life get's sucked out of plays.

dear god, whose name i do not know. thank you for my life. i forgot... how BIG... thank you. thank you for my life.

What do babies dream of? She must be dreaming of the before-life, just as I dream of the afterlife.