Awful Night! Ancestral mystery of mysteries.
There are mysteries, secret zones in each individual.
My chief reason for choosing Christianity was because the mysteries were incomprehensible. What's the point of revelation if we could figure it out ourselves? If it were wholly comprehensible, then it would just be another philosophy.
These facts make the creator of music a being like the gods, and make music itself the supreme mystery of human knowledge.
A little mystery is not such a bad thing.
It's a weird combination that makes a great picture. It's a complete mystery to me.
Our primordial purpose is to respond to the impulsion from within to solve the mystery of our individual existence, to find and be the authentic Self that is, has been and ever shall be.
It was the experience of mystery - even if mixed with fear - that engendered religion.
Turns out Picasso's passion for uncertainty, mystery, and the thrill of life never ended.
People are the most fascinating mysteries I've ever read.
Melanctha Herbert was always losing what she had in all the things she saw. Melanctha was always being left when she was not leaving others. Melanctha Herbert always loved too hard and much too often. She was always full with mystery and subtle movements and denials and vague distrusts and complicated disillusions. Then Melanctha would be sudden and impulsive and unbounded in some faith, and then she would suffer and be strong in her repression. Melanctha Herbert was always seeking rest and quiet and always she could only find new ways to be in trouble.
Let me learn now where Beauty is; I was born to know her mysteries. . .
Photogenic is a stupid, nonsensical word, but it is also a great mystery.
Both the man of science and the man of art live always at the edge of mystery, surrounded by it. Both, as a measure of their creation, have always had to do with the harmonization of what is new with what is familiar, with the balance between novelty and synthesis, with the struggle to make partial order in total chaos. . . . This cannot be an easy life.
Why are there not positive mysteries? It's always who stole the diamond, or who killed the butler? How about. . . who made cookies, somebody cleaned my room.
Every advance in knowledge brings us face to face with the mystery of our own being.
Twitter's popularity and usefulness are mysteries to me.
What I do is create an aura of mystery.
Trying to solve the mystery is what I enjoy most about writing.
Beer does not make itself properly by itself. It takes an element of mystery and of things that no one can understand.