Mystery is another name for our ignorance; if we were omniscient, all would be perfectly plain.

Mystery is another name for our ignorance; if we were omniscient, all would be perfectly plain.

The true mystery of the world is the visible, not the invisible.

The true mystery of the world is the visible, not the invisible.

Some mystery should be left in the revelation of character in a play, just as a great deal of mystery read more

Some mystery should be left in the revelation of character in a play, just as a great deal of mystery is always left in the revelation of character in life, even in one's own character to himself.

One (practitioner of science) is the educated man who still has a controlled sense of wonder before the universal mystery, read more

One (practitioner of science) is the educated man who still has a controlled sense of wonder before the universal mystery, whether it hides in a snail's eye or within the light that impinges on that delicate organ.

It is hard to say whether the doctors of law or divinity have made the greater advances in the lucrative read more

It is hard to say whether the doctors of law or divinity have made the greater advances in the lucrative business of mystery.

We are all, in a sense, experts on secrecy. From earliest childhood we feel its mystery and attraction. We know read more

We are all, in a sense, experts on secrecy. From earliest childhood we feel its mystery and attraction. We know both the power it confers and the burden it imposes. We learn how it can delight, give breathing space and protect.

Every human life involves an unfathomable mystery, for man is the riddle of the universe, and the riddle of man read more

Every human life involves an unfathomable mystery, for man is the riddle of the universe, and the riddle of man in his endowment with personal capacities.

No object is mysterious. The mystery is in your eye.

No object is mysterious. The mystery is in your eye.

You hate someone whom you really wish to love, but whom you cannot love. Perhaps he himself prevents you. That read more

You hate someone whom you really wish to love, but whom you cannot love. Perhaps he himself prevents you. That is a disguised form of love.