There is therefore a tremendous mystery in the fact that God may be united with man and the man with God.
It seems to me that readers sometimes make the genesis of a poem more mysterious than it is (by that I perhaps mean, think of it as something outside their own experience).
Mysteriously and in ways that are totally remote from natural experience, the gray drizzle of horror induced by depression takes on the quality of physical pain.
Writers and painters alike are in the business of consulting their own imaginations, and stimulating the imaginations of others. Together, and separately, they celebrate the absolute mystery of otherness.
Hollywood is in the perception business where you create layers to create mystery. In Silicon Valley it's about taking away the layers to get to the substance.
Strangers are exciting, their mystery never ends. But, there's nothing like looking at your own history in the faces of your friends.
It is impossible to predict the time and progress of revolution. It is governed by its own more or less mysterious laws.
The idea of love as a mysterious, undiscovered world has come to have no place in our innermost imagination.
It is only in the light of the inescapable fact of death that a person can adequately engage and enter upon the mysterious fact of life.
Death is very mysterious to us. One moment someone is there with us, and the next moment they're not.
It's easier to see in someone else, another actor, how they kind of disappear and then this other persona appears. A great actor is a thing of mystery.
Time is still the great mystery to us. It is no more than a concept; we don't know if it even exists.
Sex is great until you die, but it's never as great as it was when you were a kid, when it was a mystery.
From the wrestling of his own soul with the great enemy, comes that depth and mystery which startles us in Hamlet.
There is in my opinion a great similarity between the problems provided by the mysterious behavior of the atom and those provided by the present economic paradoxes confronting the world.
When you read any great mystery, recorded in holy Writ, you are to prostrate your Reason to Divine Revelation.
Many Nobel Prizes are awaiting good research to understand and explain the many mysteries of our bodies, such as the basic mechanism of memory or imagination.
Mysteries I read for fun, so I will probably never write one, for fear of spoiling the fun.
The human relationship to combustion is as mysterious as it is fraught with madness. From the candle flame to the nuclear blast, it has lit up the human imagination with fear and fascination.
My target audience is anyone who finds the world interesting and human behavior fascinating, terrible, inspiring, funny, and occasionally, mysterious.
Without mysteries, life would be very dull indeed. What would be left to strive for if everything were known?
