Quotes About Mystery

Gods, my gods! How sad the earth is at eventide! How mysterious are the mists over the swamps. Anyone who has wandered in these mists, who has suffered a great deal before death, or flown above the earth, bearing a burden beyond his strength knows this. Someone who is exhausted knows this. And without regret he forsakes the mists of the earth, its swamps and rivers, and sinks into the arms of death with a light heart knowing that death alone . . .

Procurator obserwowa? przybysza oczami chciwymi i nieco wystraszonymi. Tak si? patrzy na kogo?, o kim wiele si? s?ysza?o, o kim wiele si? rozmy?la?o, gdy ten kto? wreszcie si? zjawia.

HOW SAD, YE gods, how sad the world is at evening, how mysterious the mists over the swamps. You will know it when you have wandered astray in those mists, when you have suffered greatly before dying, when you have walked through the world carrying an unbearable burden. You know it too when you are weary and ready to leave this earth without regret; its mists, its swamps and its rivers; ready to give yourself into the arms of death with a light heart, knowing that death alone can comfort you.

Jak to si? mog?o sta?? - machinalnie zapyta?a Ma?gorzata, wspominaj?c jednocze?nie szepty w trolejbusie. -A diabli wiedz? jak! - nonszalancko odpowiedzia? rudy.

Messer – odparÅ' Azazello – spieszÄ™ donie??, ?e mamy dwoje obcych: jakÄ…Å› piÄ™knÄ… dziewczynÄ™, która zanudza bÅ'aganiami, ?eby jÄ… pozostawiono przy jej pani, a wraz z niÄ…, przepraszam za wyra?enie, przybyÅ' jej wieprz.

Very well then," replied the guest, and said weightily and distinctly: "Yesterday at Patriarch's Ponds you met with Satan.

She gave a little jump and hung in the air a little way above the rug, then she slowly began to be drawn downwards and dropped ..

He's already the devil knows where!

Who art thou, then?" "Part of that Power which eternally wills evil and eternally works good." Goethe—Faust

Woland silently raised his class and clinked with Margarita. Margarita drank obediently, thinking that this alcohol would be the end of her. But nothing bad happened

Tuschefläschchen

this strange case, which smacked of obvious devilry, with an admixture of some hypnotic tricks and distinct criminality

She felt something warm and velvety by her leg. It was Behemoth.

Gods, gods! How sad the evening earth! How mysterious the mists over the bogs! Whoever has wandered in these mists, whoever suffered deeply before death, whoever flew over this earth burdened beyond human strength knows it. The weary one knows it. And he leaves without regret the mists of the earth, its swamps and rivers, and yields himself with an easy heart to the hands of death, knowing that it alone can bring surcease.

The coal-black gloom of the darkest night had descended on the terraces of the most beautiful spot on earth, St Vladimir's Hill, whose brick-paved paths and avenues were hidden beneath a thick layer of virgin snow.

The night flowed on. During its second half the whole arc of the sky, the curtain that God had drawn across the world, was covered with stars.

But there were other victims as well, even after Woland left the capital, and these victims, sadly enough, were black cats.

Porém, a feitiçaria, como se sabe, basta começar que ninguém segura.

Wanita cuma mencintai orang yang tidak mereka kenal

Women only love men they don't know.

The greater the ambiguity, the greater the pleasure.

When Don Quixote went out into the world, that world turned into a mystery before his eyes. That is the legacy of the first European novel to the entire subsequent history of the novel. The novel teaches us to comprehend the world as a question. There is wisdom and tolerance in that attitude.

In Tereza's eyes, books were the emblems of a secret brotherhood

Looking out over the courtyard at the dirty walls, he realized he had no idea whether it was hysteria or love.