Quotes About Mystery

Hay una teoría que afirma que si alguien descubriera lo que es exactamente el universo y el porqué de su existencia, desaparecería al instante y sería sustituido por algo aún más extraño e inexplicable. Hay otra teoría que afirma que eso ya ha ocurrido

People think that if you just say 'hallucinations' it explains anything you want it to explain and eventually whatever it is you can't understand will just go away. It's just a word, it doesn't explain anything. It doesn't explain why the dolphins disappeared.

They threw themselves back to the ground that seemed to spin hideously around them. "What was that?" hissed Arthur. "Something red," hissed Ford back at him. "Where are we?" "Er, somewhere green." "Shapes," muttered Arthur, "I need shapes." The

Raffia-wrapped bottles lurked hideously in the shadows.

Existe uma teoria que diz que, se um dia alguém descobrir exatamente para que serve o Universo e por que ele está aqui, ele desaparecerá instantaneamente e será substituído por algo ainda mais estranho e inexplicável.

Outside the door were the clear sounds of marching footsteps.

Curiosamente, lo único que pasó por la mente del tiesto de petunias mientras caía fue: ¡Oh, no! Otra vez, no. Mucha gente ha imaginado que si supiéramos exactamente lo que pensó el tiesto de petunias, conoceríamos mucho más de la naturaleza del Universo de lo que sabemos ahora.

Não é o bastante ver que um jardim é bonito sem ter que acreditar também que há fadas escondidas nele?

quattro persone che vi si trovavano a bordo si sentivano abbastanza inquiete, adesso che sapevano di essersi trovate insieme non di loro propria volontà, o per semplice coincidenza, ma per qualche incomprensibile bizzarria della fisica, quasi che i rapporti fra le persone fossero soggetti alle stesse leggi che governano i rapporti tra gli atomi e le molecole.

Well,' said Halfrunt brightly, 'Zaphod's just this guy, you know?

He turned it and turned it. They could see quite clearly in the fine tracery of its etchwork the words "So Long, and Thanks for All the Fish.

something was moving quietly through the ionosphere many miles above the surface of the planet; several somethings in fact

which is why he always concealed them

Looking up into the night sky is looking into infinity - distance is incomprehensible and therefore meaningless.

As with Watts, we see only dimly through the bewildering mysteries of life. Yet as Watts did, by grace alone, we too can know and believe that God has portioned out our lives for His glory and for our good. And strong in faith, upheld by divine love, we, too, can see through the gloom and sing the praises of our Savior, who passed through far deeper woes than ever Watts or we will endure.

Everybody has a 'gripping stranger' in their lives, Andy, a stranger who unwittingly possesses a bizarre hold over you. Maybe it's the kid in cut-offs who mows your lawn or the woman wearing White Shoulders who stamps your book at the library—a stranger who, if you were to come home and find a message from them on your answering machine saying 'Drop everything. I love you. Come away with me now to Florida,' you'd follow them.

At least there's nothing scary about him and hopefully he doesn't see anything scary in me. We go way back, to summer camp. We KNOW each other. People I don't know just make me want to say YIKES! I'll take history over mystery any day of the week.

I don't remember where I was before I was born, why should I be worried about where I go after I die?

the universe is indeed a beautiful place. If you doubt me, go check for yourself.

And yet in the end did we ever really give each other completely to the other? Do either of us even know how to really share ourselves? Imagine the house is on fire and I reach to save one thing - what is it? Do you know? Imagine that I am drowning and I reach within myself to save that one memory which is me - what is it? Do you know? What things would either of us reach for? Neither of us know. After all these years we just wouldn't know.

The heart of a man is like deep water.

What about life after death? What about death after life after death?

O Signore, la tua notte è così grande e la nostra rete così piccola.

While dead men tell no tales, their corpses often speak volumes.