Quotes About Mystery

Oh! A mystery is it?' I cried, rubbing my hands. 'This is very piquant. I am much obliged to you for bringing us together. The proper study of mankind is man you know

She paints her face to hide her face. Her eyes are deep water. It is not for Geisha to want. It is not for geisha to feel. Geisha is an artist of the floating world. She dances, she sings. She entertains you, whatever you want. The rest is shadows, the rest is secret.

Occasionally in life we come upon things we can't understand, because we have never seen anything similar.

Zašto me tako ?udno umirivao pogled na njega?

Un día le pregunté: ¿Papá, por qué eres tan viejo?. Él arqueó las cejas, de modo que tomaron la forma de unos pequeños paraguas caídos sobre sus ojos. Y luego suspiró largamente, movió la cabeza y dijo: No lo sé.

There are even men who do little in their lives besides search for different caves to let their eels live in. A woman's cave is particularly special to a man if no other eel has ever been in it before.

A shapeless figure bent over him, he smelt the fresh leather of the revolver belt; but what insignia did the figure wear on the sleeves and shoulder straps of its uniform—and in whose name did it raise the dark pistol barrel? A second, smashing blow hit him on the ear. Then all became quiet. There was the sea again with its sounds. A wave slowly lifted him up. It came from afar and travelled sedately on, a shrug of eternity.

From the Pythagoreans onward, through the Renaissance to our times, the oceanic feeling, the sense of participation in the mystery of the infinite, was the principle inspiration of that winged and flat-footed creature, the scientist.

There might be a dragon with five legs in my house, but no one has ever seen it.

all paradox and enticing mystery, street-tough one moment, then lifted by a lyrical and poetic sensitivity

How can they whip cheese?

What's hit's history: what's missed's mystery.

Arthur Rimbaud

Then you'll feel your cheek scratched... A little kiss, like a crazy spider, Will run round your neck... And you'll say to me : Find it ! bending your head - And we'll take a long time to find that creature - Which travels a lot...

The more unintelligent a man is, the less mysterious existence seems to him.

Night gives a black look to everything, whatever it may be.

Directly after copulation, the devil's laughter is heard.

Music is the occult metaphysical exercise of a soul not knowing that it philosophizes.

The fundament upon which all our knowledge and learning rests is the inexplicable.

What does the absolute mean? Something that is, and of which (under pain of punishment) we dare not ask further whence and why it is. A precious rarity for professors of philosophy!

Thrasymachos. Tell me now, in one word, what shall I be after my death? And mind you be clear and precise. Philalethes. All and nothing! Thrasymachos. I thought so! I gave you a problem, and you solve it by a contradiction. That's a very stale trick. Philalethes. Yes, but you raise transcendental questions, and you expect me to answer them in language that is only made for immanent knowledge. It's no wonder that a contradiction ensues.

Directly after copulation the devil's laughter is heard

for what is not seen is as good as what does not exist.

When she listened to songs that she loved on the radio, something stirred inside her. A liquid ache spread under her skin, and she walked out of the world like a witch.