Quotes About Mystery

So she tried all the magical passwords she could think of. "Abracadabra. Open sesame. Sim salabim. Alakazam. Hocus pocus. Voilà. Please.

Here you've been, a spider in the corner, observing, weaving Charlotte's web of mystery.

We see the surface, blue or silver or gray, and waves hitting the shore. But we know there's so much we can't see, so what we love about it becomes in part what we imagine it is hiding.

and curiouser. Maddie supposed she would never totally understand this nonsensical world

The girls were offered bone cups filled with wiggly white stuff

Jane looked at everything, smiling at the amusement park novelty of it all. She looked at Mr. Nobley. He was beaming at her. At last. "You are stunning," he said, and every inch of him seemed to swear that it was true. "Oh," she said. He kissed her gloved fingers. He was still smiling. There was something different about him tonight, and she couldn't place what it was.

Willow tree And whispers three Together make a tasty tea In forests they do glow Whence we do not know But in the teapot they will go

What do llamas smell like?" "Chkt." "Like an ancient terror ready to shed its skin and devour the world? How do you even—

He went to the light switch by the door and flicked it off. When he turned, she glowed in the golden light from the space heater, and the shadow over her shoulders on the wall seemed a looming, black-cloaked figure. An ancient, mythical harbinger of doom and destruction. He blinked. It turned into a pattern of blocked light again. Jesus, what the hell was that about? He was rattled, jittery, scared half to death. But he could no more say no to this girl than he could stop breathing.

This gives us two whys. Why do people still read Byomkesh? Why do we need a hot afternoon in a quiet house in a small town to discover Byomkesh?

She was the clock, a clock that had lost its key, unwinding in the dark.

Your maman was in my room last night." "And I was not." His tone was glum.

Today I found I'm not afraid of the unknown. Today I discovered that the unknown loved me, and that I loved it back.

I never imagined the unknown could be so beautiful.

The sea, the sea, the sea. It rolled and rolled and called to me. Come in, it said, come in.

So much depends upon a blue car splattered with mud speeding down the road.

She is the one who hides her name in every arroyo and chaparral wash, like the Egyptian sungod that bears her name, Amon-Ra .

The killer could have sent it, so it looked like she was alive.

The man holding my hand was slim and wiry. Cropped black hair framed a face full of angles. He studied me with more curiosity than sympathy. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> He had the rough-edged look of a suspect on Crime Stoppers, complete with dark, piercing eyes. "My name is Kieran." He eased his hand away from mine, as though embarrassed by his earlier compassion. "A friend brought you here.

Colossians 2:2-3 as my personal purpose statement, and I believe it is the purpose for women's ministry as well: "My purpose is that they may be encouraged in heart and united in love, so that they may have the full riches of complete understanding, in order that they may know the mystery of God, namely, Christ, in whom are hidden all the treasures of wisdom and knowledge.

And to live in those rooms, where one of his smiles might emerge, like something almost from another place, another time, another set of creatures, was to feel blessed, and to be held in mysteriousness, and a little in mourning.

and for an instant he's alive toward me, a gem of sea of pond in his eye. Then that retreat into himself, which always moved me, as if there were a sideways gravity, in him, toward some vanishing point.

And it entered my strictured heart, this morning, slightly, shyly as if warily, untamed, a greater sense of the sweetness and plenty of his ongoing life, unknown to me, unseen by me, unheard by me, untouched by me, but known by others, seen by others, heard, touched.

he is like an icon, he is like a fantasy. I did not know him, I knew my idea of him.