Quotes About Mystery

Bisco Hatori

It's time for which one of us is Hikaru-kun game!

It's past midnight and very silent and I'm probably keeping the night doorman awake as well as Lota, and a mystery man across the garden who sits up all night with three bright lights on, as if giving himself a 3rd degree--only he always does seem to be awake & alone. Tonight he did something very strange for a while--and finally we saw that he was (silently) playing a cello.

Heaven is not like flying or swimming, but has something to do with blackness and a strong glare.

As I looked outside I noticed a street light crowded by moths. But as soon as that light went off, the moths fled in search of light (they seemed inseparable). Apparently, insects (moths) that are attracted to light know something we don't ~ go figure.

The nature of erotic things is secrecy, otherwise they lose their spell.

Now suddenly there was nothing but a world of cloud, and we three were there alone in the middle of a great white plain with snowy hills and mountains staring at us and it was very still but there were whispers.

Friends are born, not made. At least it is so with the higher sort. The marriage of souls is a heavenly mystery, which we cannot explain, and which we need not try to explain.

One's life, from being an exterior thing, grows inwards. Its intensity stays the same; and, d'you know, it's most mysterious, the corners in which the joy of living can sometimes hide away.

The supreme function of reason is to show man that some things are beyond reason

The heart has its reasons of which reason knows nothing.

It is incomprehensible that God should exist, and it is incomprehensible that he should not exist.

Our heart has its reasons that reason cannot know.

You always admire what you really don't understand.

If we submit everything to reason our religion will be left with nothing mysterious or supernatural. If we offend the principles of reason our religion will be absurd and ridiculous . . . There are two equally dangerous extremes: to exclude reason, to admit nothing but reason.

Whatever it is, it is older than I am. It is ancient. It is from the very deepest parts of life.

The point is that a good logline, in addition to pulling you in, has to offer the promise of more.

Un nuevo empleado de una gran compañía asiste a una convivencia de fin de semana de la empresa y no tarda en descubrir que alguien intenta matarle: The Retreat (Convivencia de empresa).1

Eternity is before me like a dark lamp.

These boxes held only ashes of answers, and all their presence meant was more mysteries, and a worry that someday something else might explode.

There is something in October sets the gypsy blood astir.

Nada como uma cidade pequena para deixar as pessoas curiosas.

When you feel in your gut what you are and then dynamically pursue it - don't back down and don't give up - then you're going to mystify a lot of folks.

The basis of intimidation as I practiced it was mystery. I wanted the hitter to know nothing about me.