The timing is a mystery to us. We did not seek this rule. We’re not objecting to it, but we didn’t support it, either.

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

But I wasn’t creeping.

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.

I would rather avoid disaster than take it out for dinner and a movie. – Chynna Lennox

The man breathed deeply with his eyes shut and his speech trailed off. Nick approached the patient with the syringe in hand, nodding. He turned the machine up now, almost all the way, and then...

There was no one alive who did not contribute his share of mystery to the world.

You may suppose that perhaps this Walter T. Wallace found his destiny in food and passed down to his progeny a legacy like that of the great Colonel Sanders. The folks here in Wallace County...

Mom, you know what? I just realized you have a knack for making people disappear. [Lella’s son catches on!]

I studied his face, and as I did, I realized that he was studying me, our thoughts tangling in mid-air for a moment.

Until all the files are released, former officials and CIA personnel will continue to say or imply that Fidel killed JFK, thus perpetuating the fifty-plus-year Cold War with Cuba

Science enhances the moral value of life, because it furthers a love of truth and reverence—love of truth displaying itself in the constant endeavor to arrive at a more exact knowledge of the world of...

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

Martie was large, at least by Inuit standards, with skin the colour of an heirloom suitcase and a voice like a cartoon train wreck.

Love is deep, a mystery – who wants to understand its every particular?

Immy knocked on his open door. “Mr. Mallett?”The look on his narrow face was pained. “What’s with the Mr. Mallett? When you don’t call me Mike, it’s usually trouble.

If I can’t talk smart I’ll just sit back and listen.

The economic news has been very good, but the Fed remains somewhat of a mystery. It’s the same problem that’s really held us back all month and it’ll continue to be a problem until we...

Mysteries are facts that haven’t been formalized.

Idrith didn’t want to go back to his cold lonely room, with all its unanswered questions. He took the glass and sat down.

He was a fixture of the New Paltz community, an inexplicable light switch in the new apartment that definitely turns something on but you can’t quite say what. You flick it whenever you get home...

The arms, legs, and torso with head were dragged away in sections as the children were captivated by the drama, zealously chewing their candies with sticky teeth.

He had learned Lesson One: Let French women tell you what they want.

As the hand held before the eye conceals the greatest mountain, so the little earthly life hides from the glance the enormous lights and mysteries of which the world is full, and he who can...

The demon is crouched in the corner, between the Cheetos and the onion dip. It’s a small one, only about four feet tall: a low-level creeper. I flick my gaze over the spot like I...

What the fuck are cavemen doing here?

Write or perish in the banality of mediocrity!

Analogy of scientist who try to reach the higher speed: A child ant is tired after the long walk in a body of a jet. It tries to find a method of traveling faster than...

I barely recognize him with his clothes on.

My mind,” he said, “rebels at stagnation. Give me problems, give me work, give me the most abstruse cryptogram or the most intricate analysis, and I am in my own proper atmosphere. I can dispense...

C’est tellement mystérieux, le pays des larmes.

Drama does not just walk into our lives. Either we create it, invite it, or associate with it.

..it sounded very good and very false at the same time, so that you had the feeling that even if was true, he was touching only on the very highest points and maybe embellishing those...

Why didn’t they ask the Evans?

In Galapagos, as elsewhere, things of the mind, including intellectual ramifications from evolutionary theory, and things of the spirit, like the feeling one gets from a Queen Anne’s lace of stars in the moonless Galapagean...

Scattered among these things are reminders that sound once existed: a metronome, a drumming pad, a guitar pick, a trumpet mouthpiece, a music stand, a tuning fork, a block of rosin…The older instruments bear the...