Quotes About Mystery

I slumped down in the easy chair. 'You've been dead for two hundred years, Henry,' I said. 'I'm fairly certain you can't murder someone who's already dead.' If you could, I thought, the Met would have a form for it.

The Weirdstone of Brisingamen,

Ben Aaronovitch

While the tales were most like only tales, none could doubt the truth of the riddle.

They may not know it," DiNardo said, his smile becoming genuine, "but even the most stubborn atheist among them is working to uncover God's ways.

Any closer would unravel her mystery, the very thing which made her so truly beautiful...It was her mystery that he adored. He was in love with everything that he did not know about her... No real sexual encounter could ever match the secret one that he could nurture in his imagination... No living flesh could ever be the erotic equal of flesh kept private, untouchable and unknowable

So far no one has claimed responsibility.

What he'd like to say is that he's lived it, if not the entire breadth and depth of the Christian faith then certainly the central thrust of it. The mystery, the awe, that huge sadness and grief. Oh my people.

Love is the magician that pulls man out of his own hat.

The story of the odd ones is perhaps no more interesting than the story that might be written of the letters that "tip them off." A story here, of the harried, buried little figures that make up the swarm of the city and of the way they glimpse mystery out of the corners of their eyes. Of the way they pause for a moment on their treadmill to wonder about the silent, shuffling caricature with its hooded face and its thin fingers groping under its heavy black cloak.

There are at least two hundred of them. And if you should read them all through at one sitting you would get a strange sense that this caricature of the hooded face was talking to you. That the Queer One who shuffles through the streets was sitting beside you and whispering marvelous things into your ear.

I'll give you another chance," he says. "The next time it'll be jail. Keep this in mind. If you're brought in again, no excuses will go. Call the next case." Now one can follow Fanny. She walks out of the courtroom. The street swallows her. Nobody in the crowds knows what has happened. Fanny is anybody now. Still, one may follow. Perhaps something will reveal itself, something will add an illuminating touch to the incident of the courtroom.

I could displace the mystery of my speech onto writing, the latter perhaps recharging the former

Sometimes i think you were a dolphin in a previous life

The mystery of Hitler's monkeys remains unsolved.

It did his career no longterm damage, but Dudley Clarke's strange episode of cross-dressing remains an enduring mystery.

CAPTAIN RAMIREZ: "Ootunondumi rabo Caaguazu." FRANCISCO: "Bokinmaginum sinking." RAMIREZ: "Help.

It was rumored that Sir Bernard could identify the cause of death simply by smelling a corpse. In 1938, the Washington Post hailed him as "England's modern Sherlock Holmes.

Maurice Oldfield, the most senior spy in Britain, signed himself "C," in green ink, a practice first adopted by the founder of MI6, Mansfield Cumming, who imported it from the Royal Navy, where ships' captains customarily write in green ink.

Franklin was a thin, pink person who was either a genius or, well, not one. Chances weren't.

That's good. Life is full of riddles that only the dead can answer," was Dad's reply.

People who look like human beings are not human beings. Strange people are amongst us. We must be careful. Our lives are changing. Our gods are silent. Our ancestors are silent. A great something is going to come from the sky and change the face of the earth.

When you make sense of something, it tends to disappear. It is only mystery which keeps things alive

As Sherlock Holmes once observed: When you've excluded the inevitable, whatever remains, however unpalatable, must be lunch.