There's never any closure in an awe-inspired life, only constant acceptance of the mysteries of life.
Let mystery have its place in you ; do not be always turning up your whole soil with the ploughshare of self-examination, but leave a little fallow corner in your heart ready for any seed the winds may bring.
There is one knows not what sweet mystery about this sea, whose gently awful stirrings seem to speak of some hidden soul beneath.
The first mystery is simply that there is a mystery, a mystery that can never be explained or understood, only encountered from time to time. Nothing is obvious. Everything conceals something else.
For the infinite glorious Creator of all things, to become a creature, is a mystery exceeding all human understanding.
Most mysteries are soluble in time.
Mystery is not always about travelling to new places, it is about looking with new eyes.
Whatever hysteria exists is inflamed by mystery, suspicion and secrecy. Hard and exact facts will cool it.
Voiceover work reminds me of old-time radio. When I was little I used to sneak and stay up at night and listen to Mystery Radio Theater - I loved all those old radio plays.
We injure mysteries, which are matters of faith, by any attempt at explanation in order to make them matters of reason. Could they be explained, they would cease to be mysteries; and it has been well said that a thing is not necessarily against reason because it happens to be above it.
One of the things that I love about L'Oréal is that it's accessible and aspirational. Beauty doesn't have to be a mystery, and it can be available to everybody. But it's also about accessing what is most innately human, what we think is attractive.
For Indians, images are a means of celebrating mystery and not a manner of explaining it
Every mystery solved brings us to the threshold of a greater one.
Inside the Great Mystery that is, we don't really own anything. What is this competition we feel then, before we go, one at a time, through the same gate?
If there is no mystery, for the artist, to solve inside of his art, then there's no point in it. . . . for me, every act of the art of solving a mystery.
There's a universe inside your head - a place of pictures and passions, of songs and sorrows. It's everything you are - and it's an utter mystery.
The numinous depth of the mystery that seems to have called us out of the animal mind is completely impenetrable to modern analysis.
More than any other modern tool, computers are a total mystery to their users. Most people never open them up to fix them or to see how they work.
There's no such thing as an aura of mystery anymore. It doesn't exist. That's a thing of the past.
Wonder is retained by wise pondering.
