Life's something we already understand. Death is a mystery.
Expectation works in mysterious ways---and totally unconsciously.
You ache with it all; and the more mysterious it is, the more you ache.
In a world of diminishing mystery, the unknown persists.
It's a rotten job, but somebody's got to do it.
What does myself now say to me? "Open the door of Mystery.
She loved mysteries so much, that she became one.
She loves mysteries so much, she became one.
I was an international tax specialist. Yeah, I was an international man of mystery and tax specialist.
I have an incredibly dark, mysterious, witchy side and another side that's very bubbly and cheerleader-esque.
I want to wear something that's not perfectly matching; there has to be something unorthodox about it. I want to create this mystery.
Mysteries are feminine; they like to veil themselves but still want to be seen and divined.
The writing process, it's too mysterious to try and describe.
Childhood has its secrets and its mysteries; but who can tell or who can explain them!
By virtue of believing in a Supreme Being one embraces certain mysteries.
We know birth and we know death; the mystery is everything in-between.
The mystery of existence is the connection between our faults and our misfortunes.
What will happen to sex after liberation? Frankly, I don't know. It is a great mystery to all of us.
It is not good practice to become intrigued by Satan and his mysteries. No good can come from getting close to evil.
Fate, or some mysterious force, can put the finger on you or me, for no good reason at all.
I think it's better that life is kind of like a mystery, I think that's what drives us.
