Quotes About Mystery

You'll see me all right—but not very much of me," Liv muttered, watching him go. What was it about him that made her feel so strange? She ought to be outraged

Outside the drizzling rain had begun again. It pattered around the house, and on the roofs and eaves, like a million, tiny, stealthy feet: softly, as though the night were teeming with a host of minute, dark beings.

Honey, don't ever try to figure out what's going on between two people.

I felt luxuriously involved in an unsolvable mystery, my favorite way to feel.

If God were small enough to be understood, He would not be big enough to be worshipped.

But I was in search of love in those days, and I went full of curiosity and the faint, unrecognized apprehension that here, at last, I should find that low door in the wall, which others, I knew, had found before me, which opened on an enclosed and enchanted garden, which was somewhere, not overlooked by any window, in the heart of that grey city.

Why do you look so eagerly and so curiously into people's faces, / Will you find your lost dead among them?

There is the mystery of the scattering, the fact that the people who presumably understand each other are geographically scattered. A man who fits in his milieu as Frost does, is to be considered a happy man.

He had moved amid her phantasmagoria, Amid her galaxies

Poetry is a sort of inspired mathematics, which gives us equations, not for abstract figures, triangles, squares, and the like, but for the human emotions. If one has a mind which inclines to magic rather than science, one will prefer to speak of these equations as spells or incantations; it sounds more arcane, mysterious, recondite.

Strange is it not That of the myriads who before us pass'd the Door of darkness through, not one returns to tell us of the Road, which to discover, we must travel to.

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What do we do with mountains? For us who have lived most of our lives on monotonous level ground, mountains give indelible character to the landscape. They evoke wonder, awe, a multitude of questions as to their purpose, their grandeur and the mystery of creation.

there are many things in this world that we cannot see, spirits that move about us, things we cannot explain, not even with the faith that we possess.

I'm really an inner spirit that only makes itself known through the music. A lot of people think I'm an introvert, or quiet and moody. I've even heard some people say that there's a certain mystery or darkness about me. I'm not that way. I'm just really into what I do.

I chose these things because they seemed to speak to the heart of you. To the deep darkness that is part of you. That still, lightless, solemn place where, I think, no one has ever gone.

Dang ninja vamp. Eli

Thank you, Sabina. Oh. One more thing. Tonight, a white werewolf stuck in wolf form, one who met the angel Hayyel, ran up and bit the foot of Joses Bar-Judas. Should I be worried?

Or they aliens like that professor with the hair say." I wasn't sure who uni lisi was talking about,

Eye of newt? Ragweed? Mold off your bathroom floor? Peyote?

You tell me where you sleep during the day and I'll tell you what I am. Otherwise, we can agree to do business. Or I can leave.

traces blood.

they knew more than he thought they possibly could? Not that he could see how. As far as he was aware, nobody knew how much he had hated Iris Carmody – or why. But if they were to find out … Would he be arrested? And if he was, how could he possibly defend himself?

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