The mystery of the beginning of all things is insoluble by us; and I for one must be content to remain an agnostic.

When the sea goes down, there will come from the mainland boats and men. And they will find ten dead bodies and an unsolved problem on Indian Island.

Fate is by far the greatest mystery of all.

he night beyond the window was still, mordant white snow, punctuated only by the eerie dark of the trees, gumshoeing their way along the edge of the path outside. Their skeletal fingers clawed up at...

All roads lead to Trantor, and that is where all stars end.

PDR: Persons of Dubious Reality; refugees from the collective consciousness. Uninvited visitors who have fallen through the grating that divides the real, from the written. They arrive with their actions hardwired due to their repetitious...

The Doctrine is the Ecstasy

I have before suggested that a genuine blackguard is never without a pocket-handkerchief.

Indignation is often the best defense.

My eyes meet his and I understand exactly what he’s saying. He’s my person. He’s my home.

Alas, God’s poor ministers are just as much in the dark as we are. You must believe like old women believe, the ones that look like witches, who mumble to themselves in churches under the...

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. I don’t trust a beautiful woman. One minute she’s smiling at you seductively, and the next she’s trying to stab you with the pen you wouldn’t...

Do it once and do it right and do it quickly

The hardest thing of all, is just standing in front of a mirror and not recognizing the reflection.

Indeed. I have often thought that when a man selects one word over another he often reveals far more of himself than he intended.

SWAT? For me?” Still trembling, one hand clung to the ambulance gurney, the other held a massive sterilised cotton wool wad under my nose.”Tactical Support was busy. You got Dennis and Arlo,” said Harry, speed-reading...

Miranda,’ she called again. ‘Miranda!’ In the breathless silence her voice seemed to belong to somebody else, a long way off, a harsh little croak fading out amongst the rocky walls. ‘Come back, all of...

You look back on some little decision you made and realize all the things that happened because of it, and you think to yourself “if only I’d known,” but, of course, you couldn’t have known.

It’s open,” he said loudly and stood up to receive his visitor. In walked a tall blonde, her high heels stabbing the scuffed- up hardwoods, her perfume battling the smell of coffee and dust permeating...

What does myself now say to me?”Open the door of Mystery.

I need a God who is bigger and more nimble and mysterious than what I could understand and contrive. Otherwise it can feel like I am worshipping nothing more than my own ability to understand...

The world is only as small as your mind makes it.

when I see you, I see mystery – a pale moon’s beauty behind a veil of cloud

[T]he experience of mystery comes not from expecting it but through yielding all your programs, because your programs are based on fear and desire. Drop them and the radiance comes. (16)

If anyone views himself as being totally perfect in the actual sense of the word, he is undoubtedly imperfect in God’s eyes. For the thought alone is one of presumption, impurity and imperfection. One may...

Just calm down and think, sir. Think. Where is your wife?

Desires are what can most easily ruin us, lovely.

Light has a voice?” Sarucha inquired, amazed.

In this modern day, when only what we see is allowed to have certainity, and when scientific data seems to hold the trump card for truth, when only what can be measured exists, love defies...

Mom always taught me not to use the word hate. As if it were profanity.

…where your mind goes…energy flows

Faith is not knowledge of what the mystery of the universe is, but the conviction that there is a mystery, and that it is greater than us.

Every chaos has an order hidden in it. What we see as a chaos, is actually driven by a very disciplined and dedicated order of things. What we need to do is focus on the...

Weird is my personality, Complicated are my words and Mystery I am but those what gets you to like me.

Snowflakes swirl down gently in the deep blue haze beyond the window. The outside world is a dream.Inside, the fireplace is brightly lit, and the Yule log crackles with orange and crimson sparks.There’s a steaming...

It is impossible to give a clear account of the world, but art can teach us to reproduce it-just as the world reproduces itself in the course of its eternal gyrations. The primordial sea indefatigably...

I like having you around, Britt. That’s the truth. I’m not leaving you. Even if you were a pain in the butt, I’d stay with you. It’s the right thing to do. But it turns...

The problem with the so-called bloody surveillance state is that it’s hard work trying to track someone’s movements using CCTV – especially if they’re on foot. Part of the problem is that the cameras all...

Maryanne Burkhard and I have set up a B W Wrighthard profile on Goodreads. If any of you would like to friend us there, we would really appreciate it. And if you’re feeling really generous...

When all the details fit in perfectly, something is probably wrong with the story.

We are one knot in a great web of being, building out of the vast past and (with luck) continuing billions of years into the future, until the sun dies, the last of its energy...

She has a serene, glowing disposition. She looks at you and the rest of the world through the eyes of a lynx and is always mysterious, possibly because she always harbours those hidden laughs just...

Someone’s head in a bucket on the hood of my car.

Anyone who realises what Love is, the dedication of the heart, so profound, so absorbing, so mysterious, so imperative, and always just in the noblest natures so strong, cannot fail to see how difficult, how...

Aku juga menyukainya. Terlalu menyukainya sehingga tidak bisa kukatakan.

What if I don’t believe in magic, Finn?That’s stupid, how can you not believe in magic, Coop? It’s everywhere.

Mysteries are due to secrecy.

Your heart’s desire is to be told some mystery. The mystery is that there is no mystery.

Once she had thought that she might discover some key to her mother if only she could get her likeness right, but she has since learned that the mysteries of another person only deepen, the...

I was going to paddle barefoot upstream in Yorkshire, I’d wait until at least May before I tried it. But you go ahead, love. You’re clearly a Spartan lass.