Quotes About Mystery

He made darkness his secret place; his pavilion round about him were dark waters and thick clouds of the skies.

Romance depends upon imperfect knowledge.

Almost anything at all can be transmuted into a labyrinth.

You cannot locate Shakespeare in his own works, not even in the sonnets. It is in this near invisibility that encourages the zealots who believe that almost anyone wrote Shakespeare, except Shakespeare himself.

Go away, the old buildings said. There is no place for you here. You are not wanted. We have secrets.

Nobody knew what form of intimidation Mr. Radley employed to keep Boo out of sight, but Jem figured that Mr. Radley kept him chained to the bed most of the time. Atticus said no, it wasn't that sort of thing, that there were other ways of making people into ghosts.

Shoulder up, I reeled around to face Boo Radley and his bloody fangs; instead, I saw Dill ringing the bell with all his might in Atticus's face.

When it was time to play Boo's big scene, Jem would sneak into the house, steal the scissors from the sewingmachine drawer when Calpurnia's back was turned, then sit in the swing and cut up newspapers. Dill would walk by, cough at Jem, and Jem would fake a plunge into Dill's thigh. From where I stood it looked real.

Jem, naturally, was Boo: he went under the front steps and shrieked and howled from time to time.

Boo and I walked up the steps to the porch. His fingers found the doorknob. He gently released my hand, opened the door, enter inside, and shut the door behind him. I never saw him again.

She was easy to look at and easy to be with most of the time, but she was in no sense of the word an easy person. She was afflicted with a restlessness of spirit he could not guess at, but he knew she was the one for him.

seemed to have little fear of Boo Radley now that Walter and I walked beside him. Indeed, Jem grew boastful:

I thought women liked to be thought strange and mysterious." "No, they just like to look strange and mysterious. When you get past all the boa feathers, every woman born in this world wants a strong man who knows her like a book, who's not only her lover but he who keepeth Israel.

Sherlock Holmes and Jem Finch would agree.

The dark tower. Childe Roland to the dark tower came.

The things that happen to people we never really know. What happens in houses behind closed doors, what secrets-

If he's not he should be by now. The things that happen to people we never really know. What happens in houses behind closed doors, what secrets—

She was afflicted with a restlessness of spirit he could not guess at, but he knew she was the one for him.

Whatcha readin'?" I asked. Atticus turned the book over. "Something of Jem's. Called The Gray Ghost." I was suddenly awake. "Why'd you get that one?" "Honey, I don't know. Just picked it up. One of the few things I haven't read," he said pointedly. "Read

Nobody knew what form of intimidation Mr Radley employed to keep Boo out of sight, but Jem figured that Mr Radley kept him chained to the bed most of the time. Atticus said no, it wasn't that sort of thing, that there were other ways of making people into ghosts.

Jean Louise, did you come down on the train Like That?

I thought we were just people. I have no idea." Her uncle smiled, and an unholy light appeared in his eyes. He's gonna skate off now, she thought. I can never catch him and bring him back.

The Gray Ghost, by Seckatary Hawkins.

My scalp jumped. I stuck my head around the corner. "Sir?" "Go to bed.