I am a mystery wrapped in an enigma wrapped in a pita. Why the pita? That counts as another mystery.

Mirabelle was always an enigma, and he had the sense that if he pushed her, she’d bolt.

Since the 1970S, financial innova­tions such as the securitisation of mortgage debt and the spreading of investment risks through the creation of derivative markets, all tacitly (and now, as we see, actually) backed by state...

Oblivion is the place where all my best thoughts reside or I must say hide.

Barriers to accumulation are perpetually dissolving and re-forming around the issue of so-called natural scarcities and on occasion, as Marx might put it, these barriers can be transformed into absolute contradictions and crises.

Q: Why do I love thee, O Night?A: Because you know I will never answer.

To the man of science, on his unassuming and laborious travels, which must often enough be journeys through the desert, there appear those glittering mirages called ‘philosophical systems’; with bewitching deceptive power they show the...

A photograph is a secret about a secret. The more it tells you, the less you know.

We were friends, never paramours. A lover who is enigmatic will most likely prove to be a cataclysm waiting to happen. But a charming friend whose usual warmth is raveled through moments of cool inscrutability...

Life has its enigmatic events, that can make it a mystery, or my misery. It all depends on how I view it.

She doesn’t give directions but there is a pot of gold at the end of her rainbow…Find it. If you can.

Ah, woman. She is an enigma. An anomaly of perfection & irony. She can lure angels into her arms & give birth to a nation of ideologies.

Always remember that you were once alone, and the crowd you see in your life today are just as unecessary as when you were alone.

I can see better when i close my eyes; don’t make much ado, that’s my latest style of view.

Don’t be afraid to be weakDon’t be too proud to be strongJust look into your heart my friendThat will be the return to yourselfThe return to innocenceIf you want, then start to laughIf you must,...

I’m a walking, talking enigma.

If you understand or if you don’tIf you believe or if you doubtThere’s a universal justiceAnd the eyes of truthAre always watching you

Nobody has ever taken a photograph of something they want to forget. We can build a wall of happy Kodak moments around ourselves, a wall of our Christmases, birthdays, baby showers and weddings, but we...

In every colour there’s the light.In every stone sleeps a crystal.Remember the Shaman, when he used to say:Man is the dream of the dolphin