Mystery Of Life Quotes

“The best secrets are the most twisted”
― Sara Shepard, Twisted

“I feel as though I have lived many lives, experienced the heights and depths of each and like the waves of the ocean, never known rest. Throughout the years, I looked always for the unusual, for the wonderful, for the mysteries at the heart of life.”
― Leni Riefenstahl

“কিন্তু মানুষের জীবনে এমন সব অদ্ভুদ ঘটনা ঘটে তা উপন্যাসে ঘটাতে গেলে পাঠকরা বিশ্বাস করতে চাইবে না, হেসেই উড়িয়ে দেবে।”
― Bibhutibhushan Bandyopadhyay, চাঁদের পাহাড়

“A man could shoot a squirrel out of a tree from a distance of sixty feet. But he couldn't vomit into a bucket or pee into a pot only two feet away. It was one of the great mysteries of life.”
― Maggie Osborne

“The World will always need "magic". Without it, Life is nothing but cheap tricks.”
― Solange nicole

“Why do we resist the mystery that change brings? When we get too rigid and inflexible, rigor mortis of the soul sets in. For proof of this, we need look no further than to those who choose to stay in a relationship or job long after the soul, or life force, that originally brought it passion and joy has vacated the premises.”
― Dennis Merritt Jones, The Art of Uncertainty: How to Live in the Mystery of Life and Love It

“These black times go as they come and we do not know how they come or why they go. But we know that God controls them, as he controls the whole vast cobweb of the mystery of things.”
― Elizabeth Goudge, The White Witch

“I prayed to a mystery.
Sometimes I was simply aware of the mystery. I saw a flash of it during a trip to New York that David and I took before we were married. We were walking on a busy sidewalk in Manhattan. I don't remember if it was day or night. A man with a wound on his forehead came toward us. His damp, ragged hair might have been clotted with blood, or maybe it was only dirt. He wore deeply dirty clothes. His red, swollen hands, cupped in half-fists, swung loosely at his sides. His eyes were focused somewhere past my right shoulder. He staggered while he walked. The sidewalk traffic flowed around him and with him. He was strange and frightening, and at the same time he belonged on the Manhattan sidewalk as much as any of us. It was that paradox -- that he could be both alien and resident, both brutalized and human, that he could stand out in the moving mass of people like a sea monster in a school of tuna and at the same time be as much at home as any of us -- that stayed with me. I never saw him again, but I remember him often, and when I do, I am aware of the mystery.
Years later, I was out on our property on the Olympic Peninsula, cutting a path through the woods. This was before our house was built. After chopping through dense salal and hacking off ironwood bushes for an hour or so, I stopped, exhausted. I found myself standing motionless, intensely aware of all of the life around me, the breathing moss, the chattering birds, the living earth. I was as much a part of the woods as any millipede or cedar tree. At that moment, too, I was aware of the mystery.
Sometimes I wanted to speak to this mystery directly. Out of habit, I began with "Dear God" and ended with "Amen". But I thought to myself, I'm not praying to that old man in the sky. Rather, I'm praying to this thing I can't define. It was sort of like talking into a foggy valley.
Praying into a bank of fog requires alot of effort. I wanted an image to focus on when I prayed. I wanted something to pray *to*. but I couldn't go back to that old man. He was too closely associated with all I'd left behind.”
― Margaret McGee

“Like an ocean, life is deep, but we are just floating on the surface.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson, Song of a Nature Lover

“Dorian Gray frowned and turned his head away. He could not help liking the tall, graceful young man who was standing by him. His romantic, olive-coloured face and worn expression interested him. There was something in his low languid voice that was absolutely fascinating. His cool, white, flower-like hands, even, had a curious charm. They moved, as he spoke, like music, and seemed to have a language of their own. But he felt afraid of him, and ashamed of being afraid. Why had it been left for a stranger to reveal him to himself ? He had known Basil Hallward for months, but the friendship between them had never altered him. Suddenly there had come some one across his life who seemed to have disclosed to him life's mystery. And, yet, what was there to be afraid of ? He was not a schoolboy or a girl. It was absurd to be frightened.”
― Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

“Humans are the only race who are continuously either possessed by or obsessed for various energies!” ”
― Ramana Pemmaraju

“What I’m after, above all, is a sense of divine inspiration
that touches the very core of my being.

That lives throughout every aspect of my existence,

so all I do and all I see is beauty in the simplicity,
and mystery in the unknown.

To let nothing drag me into the monotony of living,

but to always move to the unique rhythm of each passing day.
To give nothing but all of me- my soul, my heart, my fire.”
― Sarah Loven, Les Belles Lettres

“I’m afraid that once you have all the answers, your life closes in on you like a trap, with the clank of keys in a prison cell. Wouldn’t it be better to leave empty lots around you, into which you can escape?”
― Patrick Modiano, Invisible Ink

“When I see the blindness and the wretchedness of man, when I regard the whole silent universe, and man without light, left to himself, and, as it were, lost in this corner of the universe, without knowing who has put him there, what he has come to do, what will become of him at death, and incapable of all knowledge, I become terrified, like a man who should be carried in his sleep to a dreadful desert island, and should awake without knowing where he is, and without means of escape. And thereupon I wonder how people in a condition so wretched do not fall into despair.”
― Blaise Pascal, Pensées by Blaise Pascal

“Gewiß, so liebt ein Freund den Freund
Wie ich dich liebe, Rätselleben --
Ob ich in Dir gejauchzt, geweint,
Ob du mir Glück, ob Schmerz gegeben.

Ich liebe Dich samt deinem Harme,
Und wenn du mich vernichten mußt,
Entreiße ich mich Deinem Arme,
Wie Freund sich reißt von Freundesbrust.

Mit ganzer Kraft umfaß ich Dich!
Laß Deine Flammen mich entzünden,
Laß noch in Glut des Kampfes mich
Dein Rätsel tiefer nur ergründen.

Jahrtausende zu sein! zu denken!
Schließ mich in beide Arme ein:
Hast Du kein Glück mehr mir zu schenken --
Wohlan -- noch hast Du Deine Pein.”
― Lou Andreas-Salomé, Lebensrückblick: Eine Autobiografie (Band 103, Klassiker in neuer Rechtschreibung)

“Your power is in aligning with your purpose. If life feels stale, evaluate how you can open a door to a new avenue of your career or business. Something is calling your creativity & spirit. Find out what that is & jump in. That’s where you’ll grow in the most beautiful way!”
― Ealroy John vj 💫

“A striking pattern emerged on days with the most intense solar storms, grey whales were 4 times more likely to beach themselves. This correlation doesn't prove that whales have a compass but it strongly hints that they do. More than that, it speaks to the awesome nature of magnetoreception. Here is a sense in which the forces produced by a planetary layer of molten metal collide with those unleashed by a tempestuous star, together swaying the mind of a wandering animal and determining whether it finds its way successfully or loses it for good.”
― Ed Yong, An Immense World: How Animal Senses Reveal the Hidden Realms Around Us

“I wish I could say I’d hit upon the answers to the great mysteries of life [Huncke said a few weeks before he died at age 81]. But it doesn’t make any more sense to me than it did on day one.”
― Herbert E. Huncke, The Herbert Huncke Reader

“It will encourage you to take the plunge into the unknown and mystery of your own life where every action becomes an effortless, appropriate response to whatever life brings you.
-from Life as Play”
― Mark J. Johnson

“Floating in limbo
noise muffled by a heart unwilling to accept
the brain’s incomprehensible reality.

~ grief~”
― Mala Naidoo

“There were no doubts. My new friends obviously ‘collected’ men from different countries. I realized that therein lies their revenge on their errant husbands.”
― Mariia Manko, Through the Magic Sunglasses

“Science verses Mysticism?

When we compare the two I can say this with no hesitation. It is indeed the mystery that spans infinitely more vast.”
― Leland Lewis, Random Molecular Mirroring

“The northern lights are a rare sight, even up here in the Boundary Waters. They’re unpredictable, elusive, and mysterious. It takes time and patience and a willingness to wait, sometimes all night, to get to see them. Then at the most unexpected times, they show up, usually in the middle of the night. Out of nowhere, they appear, falling like silvery rain in the night sky, swirling and dancing across the northern horizon in complete silence—graceful, delicate, silent, and peaceful. They’re a beautiful surprise. When you experience them, you realize how lucky you are to get to witness such incredible beauty. They shine and glow for a while, and then they’re gone. The memory is all you have left, but it stays with you—amazing, special, and unique.”
― Leo Solstrom, Northern Lights

“Most of what humans understand about light is nothing, which is not their fault. Humans aren’t supposed to have it all figured out.”
― Laurie Perez, The Cosmos of Amie Martine

“Having been sourced in her anatomy itself isn’t mystery the key to open woman’s heart to man’s thought?”
― B.S. Murthy, Benign Flame: Saga of Love

“Sooner or later every gardener must face the fact that certain things are going to die on him. It is a temptation to be anthropomorphic about plants, to suspect they do it to annoy. One knows, after all, that they lead lives of their own: plant the lily bulb in the center of the bed and watch it come up under a brick near the edge; pull up a sick little bush and throw it on the compost heap, and ten to one, it will obstinately revive. Usually, though, gardening failures, like airplane crashes, are the result of 'human error', of not reading the directions or paying attention.”
― Eleanor Perenyi, Green Thoughts: A Writer in the Garden

“About the only thing I understand is this here cornet. You move this finger and you get one note. That finger, and you get a different one. But people are a mystery.”
― Brit Bennett, Meet Claudie

“Opening to answers. Within, all mysteries are awaiting to come forth and be revealed. In all experiences, our unique Soul is expressing itself to discover the beauty- revealed.”
― Ulonda Faye, Sutras of the Heart: Spiritual Poetry to Nourish the Soul

“There lies the mystery of love. You just don't know who you're going to bond with.”
― Soroosh Shahrivar, Tajrish

“Walking through the end, the beginning is near. Forever seeing clear, with each step and each breath, the Soul expands and yearns to be a part of creation, to serve you.

Each turn, every flicker of light, it offers such delight. The threshold, the point of no return. Ever so near, there is nothing to fear.

Walk with me, sweet spirit. Standing amongst the flower, ever reflecting the light, embracing the sweet fragrance of the sacred vibrations- turn to your Soul.

Awaken the spirit. An opening has been there all along. Walk forward, trust and embrace the mystery. Know that the beginning is the end, just as the end is the beginning.”
― Ulonda Faye, Sutras of the Heart: Spiritual Poetry to Nourish the Soul