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.

Tangled onto the shuttle, we were being woven back and forth to create the same tapestry of despair and heartbreak and loss. It was so muchbigger than I could see before, and all I had...

My parents think the longer the name, the more powerful the sorcerer, so they named me Cassandra Morgan Ursula Margaret Scot. You can call me Cassie.

In eighty-six years, child, I’ve learned the world is a far more mysterious place than most people realize and that every moment of life is woven through with meaning.

In truly good writing no matter how many times you read it you do not know how it is done. That is beacause there is a mystery in all great writing and that mystery does...

And you were always nothing but slime, Henry Wallace. Fancy trash

If you’re not scared, she told me, it’s not bravery.

Let no one who loves be called altogether unhappy. Even love unreturned has its rainbow – James Matthew Barrie

Life isn’t as magical here, and you’re not the only one who feels like you don’t belong, or that it’s better somewhere else. But there ARE things worth living for. And the best part is...

Do you think the Goblin King really did it?” asked Cordelia hesitantly. All the sheep knew she was talking about George’s death. Mopple quickly pulled up a tuft of grass.”Or Satan?” added Lane.”Nonsense,” Rameses snorted...

My ex calls the ochre winter ‘autumn’ as we queue to hear dock boys play jazz fugues in velvet dark.— Broken Verses

There are certain truths that occurs to us, which we cannot convey in words, but requires a personal experience to grasp more vividly.

For the first time in a very many years, he felt the old vexation, the mingled impatience and pleasure at the world’s beautiful refusal to yield up its mysteries without a fight.

The only mystery here is what took them so long. They’ve had a bunch of migration tools out there for a long time and they haven’t been revised in ages.

Listen to me you piece of shit, if you ever give the press information about me, my parents or even breathe a word about me to anyone ever again, I swear to god I will...

Oh, I can’t explain. When I like people immensely I never tell their names to anyone. It is like surrendering a part of them. I have grown to love secrecy. It seems to be the...

How do you circumvent a mind bent upon lying to get away from the truth?

science enables you to look things differently.

Girls, we’re fiction editors–we know how to plot, and we know how to cover our tracks. We can teach Jerry Key a lesson he’ll never forget.

When you forget what you ultimately stand for, you rejoice in blinding ignorance. Missing the bigger picture for the near pleasure is what humans and all living beings stand for. I guess there is no...

The reason for the discrepancy in many of our schools’ scores in the two categories is a mystery, and has been an ongoing question.

I think it’s much more interesting to live not knowing than to have answers which might be wrong. I have approximate answers and possible beliefs and different degrees of uncertainty about different things, but I...

Calmly, slowly, she reached behind with her left hand and came up against — yes, fabric. Fine linen, to be precise. So far, so good: she was inside a wardrobe, after all. The only problem...

What are we, Charlie’s Angels?

those who truly know, knows those who don’t, will learn if they ask

Madness is loving the unsolvable puzzle of your soul and replacing the lost pieces with my own.

There is something in this world which no one has ever seen.It is soft and sweet.If it is spotted, I’m sure everyone will want to have it,Which is why no one has ever seen it.For...

I don’t know anything!’ Tim(Caleb) wailed.He’d never spoken a truer word in his life.

No: I am not tired. I have a curious constitution. I never remember feeling tired by work, though idleness exhausts me completely.” ~ Sherlock Holmes

It is the dim haze of mystery that adds enchantment to pursuit.

A small white rabbit with floppy ears and a twitching pink nose bounded out from the thick forest brush. Fingers twitching at his side, James stepped toward the small animal, a nervous giddiness creeping up...

No one wants to take the risk.They just have to…

You do think you know about everything,” said her husband. I do,” said Tuppence.

You can’t jump for the stars if your feet hurt. And when you get where you’re going, you darn well better look great!

Part ways with your perception of reality, allow the unknown and your curiosity muster into a visual you’ve never allowed yourself to see.

Openness to God demands our growing acceptance that we cannot create blueprints for our own lives. Though God’s character is unchanging, the ways of God are unpredictable, and there is a difference between arbitrariness and...

I like the unknown. I like mystery.

I’ll get even with you. I’ll show your naked baby pictures to your girlfriend.” ~ Chapter 9 The Truth and Nothing but Lies

the oncoming night was filled with the mystery of unknown places and of distance, of things that happened long ago and happenings yet to com

Every mystery ever solved had been a puzzle from the dawn of the human species right up until someone solved it.

There are two types of visions. Those that will happen no matter what, and those that can be stopped. Now more than ever, I wish I could tell them apart.

Eve: What is it about asking you Catholic questions that gets you all jumpy?Roarke: You’d be jumpy, too, if I asked you things that make you feel the hot breath of hell at your back.Eve:...

I’m so shy I make Bigfoot look like a socialite. Networking’s not a mystery to me—but I’m mythical to networking.