Quotes About Mystery

Watch out for púcas as you travel, lad," Cody said, shaking my hand. "Could be imitating anything out there." "Once again," Tia said as she settled into the seat in front of me, "those are from Irish mythology, you nitwit.

Was…was that a cow?

Ravens and crows. Rats Mists and clouds. Insects and corruption. Strange events and odd occurrences. The ordinary twisted and strange. Wonders! The dead are beginning to walk and some see them. Others do not, but more and more, we all fear the night. These have been our days. They rain upon us beneath a dead sky, crushing us with their fury, until as one we beg: "Let it begin!" -Journal of the Unknown Scholar, entry for The Feast of Freia, 1000 NE

The mists seemed to draw back. Waxillium stood there, wearing a large, dusterlike coat, cut into strips below the waist. A pair of revolvers gleamed in holsters at his hips, and he rested a shotgun on each shoulder. His face was bloodied, but he was smiling.

Women are like…thunderstorms. They're beautiful to look at, and sometimes they're nice to listen to—but most of the time they're just plain inconvenient.

Apparently, gods could cry.

Each time she appears, she narrows that down for us. Since she can only make projections five miles away from wherever her base is, each time she does appear, we learn more about where she might be." I nodded slowly. "Like a catapult that shoots enormous grapes.

I'm mysterious," Kaladin said. "I used to think you were. Then I found out you don't like good puns—it's truly possible to know too much about somebody.

Wondering where the Mokians get all those shark teeth? Well it involves using children who read the last pages of books first as bait.

Ah, Ham, Kelsier thought. I wish I could explain everything to you. Plots behind plots, plans beyond plans. There was always another secret.

Plots behind plots, plans beyond plans. There was always another secret.

She bent down, looking at his hand from different angles, like a child expecting to find a hidden piece of candy. "What is it?" Her voice was like a whisper. "You can show me. I won't tell anyone. Is it a treasure? Have you cut off a piece of the night's cloak and tucked it away? Is it the heart of a beetle, so tiny yet powerful?

Brandon Sanderson

Brandon Sanderson

The haze cleared. My finger twitched, but I had not pulled the trigger. A figure stood from a crouch in the dust; he had fallen from above. He wore a black coat-thin, like a lab coat-dark trousers, black boots, and a pair of goggles over his eyes.

And you will never find a murderess more intoxicating, more entrancing, than the sea.

What…what are you?" The guard's voice had lost its certainty. "Spirit or man?" "What am I?" Szeth whispered, a bit of Light leaking from his lips as he looked past the man down the long hallway. "I'm…sorry.

He's real. Too many people talk about him for him to not be.

Contrary to what everyone had once assumed, the star wasn't merely a spot of light in the sky. Telescopes revealed it was a planet. Occupied, according to their best guess, by other people. A place whose light somehow cut through the shroud.

I enjoy things with curious properties, and stupidity is most interesting. The more you study it, the further it flees—and yet the more of it you obtain, the less you understand about it!

I see adventure," I said. "I see mysteries and striking beauty. Watch the water shimmer as it falls. Doesn't it look gorgeous?

you will never find a murderess more intoxicating, more entrancing, than the sea.

He visto el final, y lo he oído nombrar. La Noche de las Penas, la Verdadera Desolación. La Tormenta Eterna." Recogido el 1 de Nanes, año 1172, 15 segundos antes de la muerte. El sujeto era un joven ojos oscuros de origen desconocido.

Tress looked toward Crow. And then, Tress took the singular step that separated her from people in most stories. The act, it might be said, that defined her as a hero. She did something so incredible, I can barley express its majesty. I should consider this more, Tress thought to herself, and not jump to conclusions.