Quotes About Mystery

There might be a hidden structure in pi that we simply haven't discovered.

The soul shall mightily rule in all hidden secrets: but it must not let in the devil.

There's always some kind of hidden logic.

Americans are hidden dragons to me.

Crime stories show us the part of people's lives they try to keep hidden.

Most big cities like London and Glasgow have great big rivers that are unmissable. What's brilliant about the Water of Leith is that it's so hidden. It's a secret.

Everything we see hides another thing, we always want to see what is hidden by what we see.

A picture can hide as much as it reveals.

I like boxes because of the secrets they hide.

Beijing is a place where you can go and try on all kinds of hats. It's also a place where you can hide really easily.

I was astounded to learn that Alaskan caves might be hiding secrets about the earliest people ever to enter the Americas. That's when I began to picture a story that would start with kayaking and lead into the caves.

What are you hiding? No one ever asks that.

Yes, it did look like 'where did she go?' I was hiding.

You will never - and I mean never - be able to figure out if I was an Obama guy or a Hillary guy.

I tell you, there are more worlds, and more doors to them, than you will think of in many years!

Could you not give me some sign, or tell me something about you that never changes, or some other way to know you, or thing to know you by? — No, Curdie: that would be to keep you from knowing me. You must know me in quite another way from that. It would not be the least use to you or me either if I were to make you know me in that way. It would be but to know the sign of me — not to know me myself.

The greatest forces lie in the region of the uncomprehended.

A mountain is a strange and awful thing. In old times, without knowing so much of their strangeness and awfulness as we do, people were yet more afraid of mountains. But then somehow they had not come to see how beautiful they are as well as awful, and they hated them--and what people hate they must fear. Now that we have learned to look at them with admiration, perhaps we do not feel quite awe enough of them. To me they are beautiful terrors.

For others, as for ourselves, we must trust him. If we could thoroughly understand anything, that would be enough to prove it undivine; and that which is but one step beyond our understanding must be in some of its relations as mysterious as if it were a hundred.

You had better not open that door.

It opened a little way, and a face came into the opening. It was Lona's. It's eyes were closed, but the face itself was upon me, and seemed to see me. It was as white as Eve's, white as Mara's, but did not shine like their faces. She spoke, and her voice was like a sleepy night-wind in the grass. Are you coming, king? it said. I cannot rest until you are with me, gliding down the river to the great sea, and the beautiful dream-land. The sleepiness is full of lovely things: come and see them.

Then I remembered that night is the fairies' day, and the moon their sun; and I thought—Everything sleeps and dreams now: when the night comes, it will be different.

Where was God? In him and his question.

Possessed by the power of the gorgeous night, she seemed at one and the same moment annihilated and glorified.