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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.
As we acquire more knowledge, things do not become more comprehensible, but more mysterious.
As we acquire more knowledge, things do not become more comprehensible, but more mysterious.
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.
Without mysteries, life would be very dull indeed. What would be left to strive for if everything were known?
Without mysteries, life would be very dull indeed. What would be left to strive for if everything were known?
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.
It is the dim haze of mystery that adds enchantment to pursuit.
It is the dim haze of mystery that adds enchantment to pursuit.
The face of a lover is an unknown, precisely because it is invested with so much of oneself. It is read more
The face of a lover is an unknown, precisely because it is invested with so much of oneself. It is a mystery, containing, like all mysteries, the possibility of torment.
The mystery of love is greater than the mystery of life.
The mystery of love is greater than the mystery of life.
