Quotes About Mystery

If I breathed the word That disappeared all people in the world, leaving the world to the world, would you say it? Would you sing it out loud?

Nic nie pozostaje ukryte na zawsze.

Z morderstwem jest jak z ?yciem; i jedno, i drugie jest nieprzewidywalne.

Children of the night?' 'Believe me, they're down

God is not in his office.

wet with it. In that same moment the room beyond the doorway was

My name is John Taylor. I'm a private eye, specialising in cases of the weird and uncanny. I don't solve murders, I don't do divorce work, and I wouldn't recognise a clue if you held it up before my face and said Look, this is a clue.

Eddie Drood: Is this why we become agents? To play games, to chase after secrets that are rarely worth all the blood spilled on their behalf...To end up stabbed in the back, just when you thought you'd won, bleeding out in some nameless backstreet...With most people never even knowing who you were, or what you did, or why it mattered?

And ... by the pricking of my thumbs, something morally ambiguous this way comes.

This is Nightside," said Deadboy. "We do ten impossible things before breakfast, just fora cheap thrill. Abandon all taboos, ye who enter here.

The haunted type­writer clacked busily away to my left, operated by a journalist who was murdered several years ago, but hadn't let a little thing like being dead interfere with his work.

Every wall was covered with shelves, packed tightly with books on every subject under the sun, and a few best unmentioned in polite company.

faced some strange

Everywhere he went the shadows had teeth, and quite often an agenda.

The cream-tiled walls were spattered here and there with old dried bloodstains, deep gouges that might have been clawmarks, and all kinds of graffiti. As usual, someone had spelt Cthulhu wrongly.

I went to a house that was not a house. I opened a door that was not a door. And what I saw, I saw.

This isn't Hell, it's the Nightside. Thought sometime you can see Hell from here.

You can't explain love" he said out loud. "That's how it gets ruined.

I didn't know who she was, but I had this fire inside me for someone I knew existed.

Music is only a mystery to people who want it explained. Music and love are the same.

Before I met with my wife, I loved her very much. I didn't know who she was, but I had a fire inside me for someone I knew existed. Now that she hangs out stars, I still love her, though we speak another language altogether.

He stared into the car to see the face of a child-killer, but saw only a blur. The

Nobody really knows her Except the chosen few Her secrets are kept hidden Behind that sun-kissed hue. If I reach out to touch her She'll just run away My Forever and Always Will have to wait another day.

Some things need to be left unsaid.