Mystery Quotes
I've always liked the idea that writing is a form of travel. And I started my writing career as a mystery novelist for adults.
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.
Simon to die. Jace to live. Jonathon to retune. And you Valentine's daughter, to be the catalist of it all.
I have lived one step away from losing my mind for years. I am quick and accurate in spotting unstable streaks in others.
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.
Lots of things are mysteries. But that doesn't mean there isn't an answer to them. It's just that scientists haven't found the answer yet.
You are curious and quick, you have a deft mind, and for some unaccountable reason, people tell you things -- useful things.
It is a truth universally acknowledged that one only comes up with clever, cutting remarks long after the other party is happily slumbering away.
Tell them I have the headache--no, the plague! I need something nice and contagious.
LIPID (Last Idiot Person I Dated) syndrome: a largely undiagnosed but pervasive disease that afflicts single women.
Conflict and character are the heart of good fiction, and good mystery has both of those in spades.
The mystery which underlies the beauty of women is never raised above the reach of all expression until it has claimed kindred with the deeper mystery in our own souls.
I don't need shoes. I need a night scope. You think they sell night scopes someplace here?
It is better to doubt that a concept is stupidly flying under your head than profoundly flying over your head.
Who you are is a mystery no one can answer, not even you.
More than any other modern tool, computers are a total mystery to their users. Most people never open them up to fix them or to see how they work.
He is nothing more than one of my pawns. However, he is not a normal pawn. He is a pawn that can get across the whole board in one move.
Yes - 90% of fantasy is crap. And so is 90% of science fiction and 90% of mystery fiction and 90% of literary fiction.
I think masculinity is bravado against the mystery of the universe of women. It's just a fear of not knowing what women have that's so powerful. It's this shield they put up to try to get closer.
Distress at losing an object can be as much a frustration at the intellectual mystery of the disappearance as about the loss itself.
Listen carefully. I'd crush you like a bug for causing my wife one single moment of pain. Believe it. Fear it.
People who go to jail breed people who go to jail.
Authors were shy, unsociable creatures, atoning for their lack of social aptitude by inventing their own companions and conversations.
She, as no other ever could, reached every corner of his heart. His joy, and his salvation.
So you want me to go to a human orgy, where I will not be welcome, and you want us to leave before I get to enjoy myself? ~Eric Northman
I'd rather strive for the kind of interview where instead of me asking to introduce myself to society, society asks me to introduce myself to society.
I could not resist the temptation of mystifying him a bit, I suppose it is some taste of the original apple that remains still in our mouths.
Truth never envelops itself in mystery, and the mystery in which it is at any time enveloped is the work of its antagonist, and never of itself.
What we fear is what we do not know. When something is cloaked by the darkness of uncertainty, it's a mystery. Allowing light to penetrate that darkness makes everything clear.
To every man who struggles with his own soul in mystery, a book that is a book flowers once, and seeds, and is gone.
You have your own perceptions as an artist because you're put on this planet to create mystery, but you're put here to unravel mysteries too.
I love the idea of bringing order out of disorder which is what the mystery is about. I like the way in which it affirms the sanity of human life and exorcises irrational guilts.
The mystery of a person, indeed, is ever divine to him that has a sense for the godlike.
Love is for fools. It is a surging of blood in the loins ... there is no mystery, and no magic. Find someone else, my boy.
Some mysteries are simply irresistible,” she said. “They have components that alter a life.
There are depths in man that go to the lowest hell, and heights that reach the highest heaven, for are not both heaven and hell made out of him, everlasting miracle and mystery that he is.