Quotes About Unknown

When you look into the abyss, it's not supposed to wave back.

This is space. It's sometimes called the final frontier. (Except that of course you can't have a final frontier, because there'd be nothing for it to be a frontier to , but as frontiers go, it's pretty penultimate . . .)

There are things so horrible that even the dark is afraid of them. Most people don't know this and this is just as well because the world could not really operate if everyone stayed in bed with the blankets over their head, which is what would happen if people knew what horrors lay a shadow's width away.

Oh, there's plenty of reasons. I just don't know which one.

What is a fantasy map but a space beyond which There Be Dragons?

The Nac Mac Feegle (also called Pictsies, The Wee Free Men, The Little Men, and "Person or Persons Unknown, Believed to be Armed")

In a well-organized world he might have landed on a fire escape, but the fire escapes were unknown in Ankh-Morpork and the flames generally had to leave via the roof.

From the moment we're born, death is our final destination. Only the date and time of our arrival is unknown.

There are far scarier things in this world than dead bodies.

Horror is beyond the reach of psychology.

To the untraveled, territory other than their own familiar health is invariably fascinating. Next to love, it is the one thing which solaces and delights.

I have a feeling we're not in Kansas anymore.

I don't know who the actresses all are. I've never heard of Kate but I'm sure she'll do fine.

It must be horrible having people scared to talk to you. But I think it's kinda cool that I don't really know anyone in that way.

No one knows what goes on behind any front door.

All we had were maps that said "unsurveyed.

They were short and squat and had too many limbs, and he had no idea what either of them were. But they looked suspicious.

The unknown is a vast, paralyzing limbo.

I must have stood there for five minutes trying to talk myself into opening it. The unknown is a vast paralyzing limbo. I'd like to tell you that the monster under the bed is rarely as bad as your fear of it, but in my experience it's almost always worse.

They say if you die in a dream, your heart stops in real life. I don't know if that's true. I've never known anyone who died in a dream to ask. Maybe because they're all dead.

Echoes of unknown origin. Words that went skipping across minds for centuries, apparently, before sinking into mine.

There was so much we didn't know, so much we would never know. The secrets of the dead are always kept.

The Resurrection is the emergence of the necessity of giving glory to God: the reckoning with what is unknown and unobservable in Jesus, the recognition of Him as Paradox, Victor and Primal History.

I know that traditionally, monsters hang around empty places for no apparent reason—and