Put it in terms of the not-too-serious, if you like. Who got into that locked room? And how was it done? And why should the cup have been moved again? We’re up against the essential...

And who are all these people? There weren’t this many when I fell asleep.”Alfie shrugged, indicating that the universe was mysterious and nothing would ever be fully understood.

I’ve got headdresses and robes from all over: I am the mystery of everybody’s story.

I was its skin, its movement, its shape, its god, its creator, its destroyer. And you thought Dexter was bad. The Bridgeman arrives soon.

On the other side of that big-ass mirror, a video camera was watching us. In about ten seconds, it was going to start spitting static at itself, and everything it saw was going to break...

I’ve learned that the most unbelievable is the most believable.

After a duration of a thousand years, the power of astrology broke down when, with Copernicus, Kepler, and Galileo, the progress of astronomy overthrew the false hypothesis upon which the entire structure rested, namely the...

Death and what came after death was no great mystery to Sabriel. She just wished it was.

To kiss then was the most natural thing in the world. To explore, to taste, to find out. Katie did find out. When they parted from each other, the world was that much more of...

The strongest and most mysterious weeds often have things to teach us.

I had a dream about you. We were shoveling dollar bills and used diapers and laughing like children. I was dancing like I had a fog machine in my pants, and I did, which is...

And when whatever happened in that barn happened, it was a moment I’ll never forget. Like a missing key slid into a dusty old lock. Click. My world opened.

We—all of us—want to feel special. We want to feel the glory that shines on us when we reach beyond our boundaries to grab at something greater, to live a heroic life, if only for...

She wouldn’t have died if I hadn’t taught her how to fall.

She loves mysteries that she became one.

Tragic tales rarely do make sense.

The process of elimination, combined with a modicum of common sense, will always assist us to arrive at the correct conclusion with the maximum of possible accuracy and the minimum of hard labor. Which being...

My life is my book, but I can’t read it.

In all emotional conflicts, the thing you find the most difficult to do, is the thing that you should do.”–Meyer’s Law

Alan Campbell opened one eye.From somewhere in remote distances, muffled beyond sight or sound, his soul crawled back painfully, through subterranean corridors, up into his body again. Toward the last it moved to a cacophony...

In your handsThe dog, the donkey, surely they knowThey are alive.Who would argue otherwise?But now, after years of consideration,I am getting beyond that.What about the sunflowers? What aboutThe tulips, and the pines?Listen, all you have...

I wish to confound all these people, to create a work of art of a supernatural realism and of a spiritualist naturalism. I wish to prove… that nothing is explained in the mysteries which surround...

Blunt turned to the man in question with a helpless grin, “You have always proven yourself a mystery to me, good fellow!”Falconer lifted one corner of his mouth, “Then I have succeeded, Blunt.

there are three kinds of people in the world: those who don’t know and don’t know they don’t know; those who don’t know and do know they don’t know; and those who know and know...

Will there be cheese?” asked Chisolm.

Ultima came to stay with us the summer I was almost seven. When she came the beauty of the llano unfolded before my eyes, and the gurgling waters of the river sang to the hum...

A warm feeling fell over the boy. A mix of security and comfort, as if a blanket were wrapping its soft layers around his heart and nuzzling him snuggly. Gavin loved his mother, and he...

It was Chase who had obtained the information from the girl’s boyfriend during a party in an Irish pub, simply by using his British friendliness and charm.

His character would be blamed, loathed, discussed, and adored – but somewhere there, behind his mask of a hero, Cardew would remain faceless.Anonymous.

rain slowly slides down the glass as if the night is crying.

Mystery is a resource, like coal or gold, and its preservation is a fine thing

…Don’t insult readers by questioning the extent of their imaginations. Most need only to be nudged to solve a good mystery.

Some people talk about illogical things like love.. But then they can rationally sacrifice their relatives. – Sebastian Michaelis

The reality and what it meant was slowly dawning: the betrayal, deception, and omission. Clandestine meetings. Evasion under questioning. In hindsight, Dana and Evan picked out the clues they’d missed, reevaluated the moments they’d been...

If you don’t like the path your life has taken, choose another.

Funny how I keep forgetting you’re insane.” – Colleen O’Brien

Redemption, n. Deliverance of sinners from the penalty of their sin through their murder of the deity against whom they sinned. The doctrine of Redemption is the fundamental mystery of our holy religions, and whoso...

I stared hard, trying to find a pattern. Thinking if I kept looking hard enough, maybe the pieces of the world would fit back together into something I could understand.

She always has close calls when she solves a mystery!

You don’t have to treat me as if I’m made out of glass and might break,” she said. “I’m a lot stronger than I look.””Is that right?” He looped an arm around her waist and...

Oh, she went to some trouble there.” But no, when I wear a scarf it means “this grey blouse was unwrinkled and those mocha pants make my behind look fine and voila I have a...

I have no pity for myself either. So let it be Veronal. But I wish Hercule Poirot had never retired from work and come here to grow vegetable marrows.

Nightmares exist outside of logic, and there’s little fun to be had in explanations; they’re antithetical to the poetry of fear.” In a horror story, the victim keeps asking why – but there can be...

Let the spirits guide you, but never let them take you.

Who would believe me anyway?” she whispered.

We men are fascinated by the things we don’t really understand. It gives us something to think and talk about: like females, they drive us nuts.

You don’t smile enough, Coop.I smile, I tell her defensively. She puts a hand on my shoulder and squares off with me.But not like you mean it.

Peter to Austin:”Hard-ons don’t make you think less. They make you think stupid. Which makes me think you must have one 24/7.

The woman is not just a pleasure, nor even a problem. She is a meniscus that allows the absolute to have a shape, that lets him skate however briefly on the mystery, her presence luminous...

Yell The jackass bit the big one, hip-hip hooray Gloria wins, then run like the dickens before someone recognizes us.