A pleasant morning. Saw my classmates Gardner, and Wheeler. Wheeler dined, spent the afternoon, and drank Tea with me. Supped at Major Gardiners, and engag’d to keep School at Bristol, provided Worcester People, at their...

As an instinct told her which way to turn, her wisdom told her that it will be a long path to manifest.

There was a brown substance inside and Chase had no doubt: it was heroin. Only a tiny amount, but very pure.” – Cutting Right to the Chase Vol.2

Have a look around, my pretty, we are surrounded by Death in all forms – just the two of us are still alive –

Well, it is generally considered— though not always true— that the wife of a man so honoured is likely also to be worthy of the honour, and so it is accorded her. In the event...

You might ask Me to speak about My own mystery. ‘ It is not easy to understand it.

Excerpt from page 3 of “Wicked Washington”Shelly Williams, the main character, speaking about her life:And close and dangerous calls were almost my last name. Yet I felt as comfortable among the street hustlers, junkies, thieves,...

He wrote: “A religion to be true must include everything from the amoeba to the milky way.” Nothing must be excluded from our view and purview for any faith to be true.

I find beauty in sadness, and peace… and a mystery waiting to be solved.. the more you unfold the mystery, the more you are mesmerized by the layers of mystery lying underneath.. and solitude becomes...

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...

How shall I typify what happened? Passion play? Somewhat. Weird tale? Indubitably. Horror story? Pretty close. Grotesque melodrama? Certainly. Black comedy? Your point of view will determine that. Perhaps it was a combination of them...

Not every puzzle is intended to be solved. Some are in place to test your limits. Others are, in fact, not puzzles at all…

I feel like I’ve been ironing all day in high heels and no brassiere. ~Tizzy Donovan, Laid Out and Candle Lit

Oh how I’ve missed you, Holmes.

If he can’t reach you he can’t hit youIf he can’t hit you he can’t hurt you

She had been lying there, facedown in the water long before the tide had turned at 3.04 that morning. Her eyes were staring into the river, her blonde hair first fanning out, then drawing back...

Often the hands will solve a mystery that the intellect has struggled with in vain.

Mr. Satterthwaite looked cheered. Suddenly an idea struck him. His jaw fell. “My goodness,” he cried, “I’ve only just realized it! That rascal, with his poisoned cocktail! Anyone might have drunk it! It might have...

Perfection seems sterile; it is final, no mystery in it; it’s a product of an assembly line.

Wondrous as it is, how simple is this mystery! To love Christ and to know that I love Him–this is all!

My dear Prue, we are the inheritors of a wonderful world, a beautiful world, full of life and mystery, goodness and pain. But likewise are we children of an indifferent universe. We break our own...

They had just digested a recent meal of prepositions and were happily farting out apostrophes and ampersands; the air was heav’y with th’em&.

Expansion of character is connected to expansion of destiny.

There are some secrets which do not permit themselves to be told. Men die nightly in their beds, wringing the hands of ghostly confessors, and looking them piteously in the eyes — die with despair...

No matter how offensive she’s been to me, she continues to act as if she has some sort of God-given right to keep coming back for more favors.

Mystical experience needs some form of dogma in order not to dissipate into moments of spiritual intensity that are merely personal, and dogma needs regular infusions of unknowingness to keep from calcifying into the predictable,...

I want to keep you, till the end of days.

This guy looks like a murderer trying to look like a normal guy trying to look like a murder. Could he be the killer? Only if M.C. Escher is the victim.

Emotional speculation is to deductive reasoning what weeds are to a garden – at first sight they appear to belong, but eventually they obscure that which one hopes will come into bud.

business.

The beauty is in the mystery, don’t you agree?- Hayden

The Professor is coming…

I closed the door and sank into my desk chair. My heart was pounding even harder. I felt like someone who had just staggered out of her car after an accident on a freeway. This...

I remember the fire, it burns bright, always around me. I close my eyes, and tears stream out. The tides of the past seize me, bear me out to sea.

Science cannot solve the ultimate mystery of nature. And that is because, in the last analysis, we ourselves are a part of the mystery that we are trying to solve.

It’s elementary, my dear Winifred.

I’m old, but I’m not good enough to be jaded.

i wonder if he is seeking me; as i am seeking him. I dont know what he looks like; but i know one thing for sure, the moment i feel his soul, my entire world...

Imogene Duckworthy did not like pigs. She was fairly fond of cattle, having grown up surrounded by them. She hadn’t been around pigs much. In fact, this was the first time she’d ever driven toward...

It is sometimes said that the tragedy of an artist’s life is that he cannot realize his ideal. But the true tragedy that dogs the steps of most artists is that they realize their ideal...

We regard witchcraft, as part of the mystery of our cultural heritage

No need to feel guilty if you can’t be a good man all the time. But anytime your heart is feeling so eager to do even a small good deed, then it might be a...

To speak of mystery in a Christian sense means that the human mind is finite and not fully able to understand, deduce or even contain the deep structures of God’s reality.

Just read The Virtue of Minding Your Own Business. Oh my, what currents run deep! Beautifully seen, beautifully told. Praise praise praise . . . Pardon my French, but you are one darn major American...

Finally, the water level topped off, leaving him with no more air to breathe. He drew his last breath and slipped down deep into the darkness that claimed his soul.

In Paris, women were not considered interesting until they were middle-aged. The Mist of Montmartre

P.I. Cassie Cruise–You don’t have to like her, but you damn well better respect her

Thanks to Dashiell Hammett. “He was thin, walked with a stick, and was the only private dick I knew who used the pockets of his sport coat. Maybe that means something, maybe not.” Ramone Ramone,...

…to be lost is to be fully present, and to be fully present is to be capable of being in uncertainty and mystery. And one does not get lost but loses oneself, with the implication...

One mystery we ‘ ve been dealing with for a long time is the origin of the little dark Ë cobbles ‘ that we occasionally see out on the plains,