Quotes About Mystery

Into the Volcano (Wood 2008) holds out the promise of

Assassin, you are a mystery / To me, I say to my reflection sometimes

A cat never discusses his business with humans, not even Princesses. A cat never explains and never apologizes. A cat never alibis. You must accept a cat as it is and for what it is and not expect more than the pleasure of its company.

Sometimes it is better not to speak of what we see in our dreams. Sometimes our dreams belong only to us.

He wanted to tell himself or maybe even her that he would never understand women, but he had a feeling he wasn't the first man to formulate this opinion and very likely wouldn't be the last and that it really didn't matter anyway.

Life was a myriad of twists and turns that no one could unravel, a path that must be traveled to be understood.

He woke to find Larkin Quill standing over him. Even from the back—for he was turned away—the cloaked form of the ex-Tracker was instantly recognizable.

Death was the twin brother of life and the more interesting of the two. It was secretive, unknown, mysterious. It was inevitable and forever when it came. It was a dark, infinitely chambered fortress waiting to be explored. Most entered only once and then only because they had no choice.

Jethen Amenades

Magic works differently for different people, and there is no way of knowing how it will respond. Even those who have used it repeatedly and come to rely on it have found that it can abandon them.

Life was so mysterious and quixotic. It was an infinite maze, but ultimately there was only one right path for each human who sought to navigate its twisting corridors.

What on the surface seems obvious and clear is mired in chains of details that are interlinked and sometimes unbreakable.

Again he trailed off into ominous silence.

of what waits just around the next corner.

while Man worked all those years to discover the secrets of life, he never managed to escape his overpowering fascination for death.

Qué hay de tu secuestro? —preguntó Menion mientras se vestía, mirando la esbelta silueta de la muchacha al otro lado de la habitación—. ¿Tienes idea de por qué querrían secuestrarte los norteños, prescindiendo de tu belleza? Sonrió con picardía. Aunque no podía ver su rostro, estaba seguro de que se habría ruborizado. Ella permaneció en silencio durante un rato antes de hablar.

Black Will, Shagbag.

Hide the ideas," he wrote, "but so that people find them. The most important will be the most hidden."2 To accomplish this required great focus and economy of means on the part of the director, a rigorous and austere quest for purity of expression. "Everything should not be shown, or there is no art; art lies in suggestion. . . . Mystery should be preserved; since we live in mystery, mystery should be on the screen."3 He proposes several ways to achieve this end.

Bags, and Double Bags! - Zedd

There is no place so dangerous as a world without magic.

Richard, Kahlan said, what about Siddin? Weselan and Savidlin will be worried sick over him. Her green eyes gazed deep into his. She leaned closer, and whispered, And we have unfinished business in the spirit house. I believe there is still an apple there we have yet to finish. Her arm tightened around his waist, and a little twist of a smile came to her lips. The shape of the smile caught his breath in his throat.

Why people wanted to dance whenever it got dark was beyond him. Somehow, the two seemed to go together, like bees and flowers, or flies and dung. Darkness and dancing.

Richard clenched the strip in his fist. "It's some kind of riddle. I hate riddles.

Without delay, Tilly entered the ninth opening, a number that she knew from Baraccus had great meaning on things having to do with magic.