Mystery Quotes

No object is mysterious. The mystery is in your eyes.

The great mystery is not that we should have been thrown down here at random between the profusion of matter and that of the stars; it is that from our very prison we should draw, from our own selves, images powerful enough to deny our nothingness.

There is something precious in our being mysteries to ourselves, in our being unable ever to see through even the person who is closest to our heart and to reckon with him as though he were a logical proposition or a problem in accounting.

The only mystery in life is why the kamikaze pilots wore helmets.

Mystery is a resource, like coal or gold, and its preservation is a fine thing.

The infinite, metaphysical timelessness: it always came to this. From whatever point they started – there always came a moment when Indians, administrator, journalist, poet, holy man, slipped away like eels into muddy abstraction. They abandoned intellect, obervation, reason; and became “mysterious.”

At least half the mystery novels published violate the law that the solution, once revealed, must seem to be inevitable.

Our dream dashes itself against the great mystery like a wasp against a window pane. Less merciful than man, God never opens the window.

Anything that is deliberate, twisted, created as a trap and a mystery, must be discovered at last; everything that is done naturally remains mysterious.

What has puzzled us before seems less mysterious, and the crooked paths look straighter as we approach the end.