Quotes about Mystery
There's only things, Blackie.
— Graham Greene
That was another mystery: it sometimes seemed to him that venial sins—impatience, an unimportant lie, pride, a neglected opportunity—cut you off from grace more completely than the worst sins of all.
— Graham Greene
words like 'mystery' and 'soul' and 'the source of life' came in over and over again, as they sat on the bed talking, with nothing to do and nothing to believe and nowhere better to go.
— Graham Greene
Africa will always be the Africa of the Victorian atlas, the blank unexplored continent the shape of the human heart.
— Graham Greene
What surprises me most about God is that the creator of the universe should want a relationship with me.
— Rick Warren
Fate, Chance, God's Will — we all try to account for our lives somehow. What are the chances that two raindrops, flung from the heavens, will merge on a windowpane? Gotta be Fate.
— Robert Brault
God left so many fingerprints at the scene of Creation that you wonder — does He want to be found, or does He want to be stopped?
— Robert Brault
It's my luck that every time I feel I completely comprehend God's plan, I don't have a pencil with me.
— Robert Brault
If Creation were a crime, would not God be the prime suspect?
— Robert Brault
If God had wanted to be a big secret, He would not have created babbling brooks and whispering pines.
— Robert Brault
They captured in their ramble all the mysteries and magics of a March evening. Very still and mild it was, wrapped in a great, white, brooding silence -- a silence which was yet threaded through with many little silvery sounds which you could hear if you hearkened as much with your soul as your ears. The girls wandered down a long pineland aisle that seemed to lead right out into the heart of a deep-red, overflowing winter sunset.
— LM Montgomery
Isn't it splendid to think of all the things there are to find out about? It just makes me feel glad to be alive — it's such an interesting world. It wouldn't be half so interesting if we knew all about everything, would it? There'd be no scope for imagination then, would there?
— LM Montgomery