Quotes About Mystery

With a horror movie, you dont want to anticipate where things are going to go.

In Mosca's experience, a 'long story' was always a short story someone did not want to tell.

The problem is that the dictator of the tonal wants to eliminate the mystery of life.

Before Lord Anomander Rake the crowd in the street shrank back, all thoughts of festivity swept away.

Histories, they're just what's survived. But they're not the whole story, because the whole story can never be known. Think of all the histories we've gone and lost. Not just kingdoms and empires, but the histories inside every one of us, every person who ever lived.

A book of prophesy opens the doors. You need a second book to close it. Tanno Spiritwalker Kimloc

Some things went beyond a single man's life, and maybe justice existed outside the minds of humanity, beyond even the hungry eyes of gods and goddesses, a thing shining and pure and final.

Pochyleni w wysokich siodÅ'ach swych quorlów Czarni Moranthowie lÅ›nili niczym Å›liskie od krwi diamenty w karmazynowym blasku cienkiej jak miecz smugi jutrzenki.

What I, Karsa Orlong, shall shape, you cannot imagine. No one can.

There were many kinds of freedom, and the most precious ones were secret.

Aye, Master. Only, how do we know where that dhenrabi might take us?" "Oh, we know that, most certainly. Why, the dhenrabi breeding beds, of course." "Oh.

What the soul can house, flesh cannot fathom. - The Reve of Fener - Imarak, First Destriant – MoI 657

niegdyÅ› wierzyÅ' nawet w to, ?e nad caÅ'ym bytem panuje wszechmocna, dobroczynna istota. A Å›wierszcze grajÄ… po to, by pomóc nam zasn??. Nie sposób odgadn??, jakie jeszcze gÅ'upoty mogÅ'y siÄ™ zakra?? do jego mÅ'odej, naiwnej gÅ'owy przed tymi wszystkimi tysiÄ…cleciami.

You mortals baffle me.

Rhizan gathered in writhing clumps at his hands and feet

The things said and the things not said. In the space in between, a thousand worlds. A thousand worlds.

Young? He'd hear his own harsh, pained laugh. Oh, no, not this lass. She's old. She walked under a blood-red moon in the dawn of time, did this one. Her face is the face of all that cannot be fathomed, and she's looking you in the eye, Whiskeyjack, and you'll never know what she's thinking.

What the soul can house, flesh cannot fathom.

he ordered, eyes lingering on the Tiste Andii.

The laws are not what they seem. Order is an illusion. It hides its lies in your very eyes, deceiving all they see. Because to see is to change that which is seen. No, none of us will ever see true. We cannot. It is impossible. I give you a life without answers, my children.

Then darkness swept in around him and he knew no more.

Some things went beyond a single man's life, and maybe justice existed outside the minds of humanity, beyond even the hungry eyes of gods and goddesses, a thing shining and pure and final.

The tall, leaning buildings to either side shrouded the narrow passage in shadow.

God, my children, is the wilderness.