Quotes About Mystery

The Radley Place was inhabited by an unknown entity the mere description of whom was enough to make us behave for days on end; Mrs. Dubose was plain hell.

A baseball hit into the Radley yard was a lost ball and no questions asked.

For reasons unfathomable to the most experienced prophets in Maycomb County, autumn turned to winter that year.

Nobody knew what form of intimidation Mr. Radley employed to keep Boo out of sight...

Let's try to make him come out," said Dill. "I'd like to see what he looks like." Jem said if Dill wanted to get himself killed, all he had to do was go up and knock on the front door.

From the day Mr Radley took Arthur home, people said the house died.

The poetry was so ahead of its time no one has deciphered it yet

Haints, Hot Steams, incantations, secret signs had vanished with our years as mist with sunrise.

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. Stupid, isn't it?' 'She wants a father instead of a husband, then.' 'That's what it amounts to,' she said. 'The books are right on the score.

When she looked thus, only God and Robert Browning knew what she was likely to say.

There are many dragons in the world. They help us maintain our sense of wonder, mystery, and most important of all, our humility. Without dragons, human beings lose control of themselves. They grow wild, proud, and violent, and the most terrible things begin to seem logical and necessary.

I had already learned—without knowing I'd learned it—that every single thing in the world was full of mystery and awesome power. And it was only by right ways of doing things—ritual ways—that kept any of us safe. Making stories about them was not so that we could understand them but so that we could live with them.

She waited for the train to pass. Then she said, I sometimes think that people's hearts are like deep wells. Nobody knows what's at the bottom. All you can do is imagine by what comes floating to the surface every once in a while.

I was always attracted not by some quantifiable, external beauty, but by something deep down, something absolute. Just as some people have a secret love for rainstorms, earthquakes, or blackouts, I liked that certain undefinable something directed my way by members of the opposite sex. For want of a better word, call it magnetism. Like it or not, it's a kind of power that snares people and reels them in.

There are ways of dying that don't end in funerals. Types of death you can't smell.

Some things in life are too complicated to explain in any language.

Time moves in it special way in the middle of the night.

I wasn't in love with her. And she didn't love me. For me the question of love was irrelevant. What I sought was the sense of being tossed about by some raging, savage force, in the midst of which lay something absolutely crucial. I had no idea what that was. But I wanted to thrust my hand right inside her body and touch it, whatever it was.

In the world we live in, what we know and what we don't know are like Siamese twins, inseparable, existing in a state of confusion.

Maybe it's just hiding somewhere. Or gone on a trip to come home. But falling in love is always a pretty crazy thing. It might appear out of the blue and just grab you. Who knows — maybe even tomorrow.

A strange, terrific force unlike anything I've ever experienced is sprouting in my heart, taking root there, growing. Shut up behind my rib cage, my warm heart expands and contracts independent of my will--over and over.

But why should you be interested in me? Good question. I can't explain it myself right this moment. But maybe – just maybe – if we start getting together and talking, after a while something like Francis Lai's soundtrack music will start playing in the background, and a whole slew of concrete reasons why I'm interested in you will line up out of nowhere. With luck, it might even snow for us.

Deep rivers run quiet.

Please remember: things are not what they seem.