Quotes About Mystery

Stephen Hawking

We live in bewildering world

I would see the end of physics as we know it, but now I think the wonder of discovery will continue long after I am gone. We are close to some of these answers, but we are not there yet.

Paus bilang kepada kami bahwa mempelajari perkembangan alam semesta sesudah Ledakan Besar itu boleh-boleh saja, tapi kami sebaiknya tak mencari tahu mengenai Ledakan Besar karena itulah saat Penciptaan yang merupakan karya Tuhan.

Belli ki Tanr? yaln?zca zar atmakla kalm?yor,ayr?ca gözleri kapal? oynuyor ve ara s?ra da zarlar? görülemeyecek yerlere at?yor.

Could he be an angel? Castro didn't believe in God, but he believed in God's angels, paradoxical or not. Possibly this man was such an angel.

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

When I encountered these haunting words from Franz Kafka, I realized exactly why this light sermon about the search for God had struck such a nerve: Everyday life is the greatest detective story ever written. Every second, without noticing, we pass by thousands of corpses and crimes. That's the routine of our lives.

Nobody likes a clown at midnight

We never know which lives we influence, or when, or why.

Some things were better lost than found.

The muses are ghosts, and sometimes they come uninvited.

the man in black travels with your soul in his pocket.

When it came to the dark fuckery of the human heart, there seemed to be no limit.

God always punishes us for what we can't imagine.

Maybe there's a whole other universe where a square moon rises in the sky, and the stars laugh in cold voices, and some of the triangles have four sides, and some have five, and some have five raised to the fifth power of sides. In this universe there might grow roses which sing. Everything leads to everything.

The mystery of the universe is not time but size.

I see things, that's all. Write enough stories and every shadow on the floor looks like a footprint; every line in the dirt like a secret message.

Late last night and the night before, tommyknockers, tommyknockers knocking on my door. I wanna go out, don't know if I can 'cuz I'm so afraid of the tommyknocker man.

Death is a mystery, and burial is a secret.

Nightmares exist outside of logic, and there's little fun to be had in explanations; they're antithetical to the poetry of fear.

Did-a-chick? Dum-a-chum? Dad-a-cham? Ded-a-chek?

The world, although well-lighted with fluorescents and incandescent bulbs and neon, is still full of odd dark corners and unsettling nooks and crannies.

Death was no less a miracle than birth.