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.

The final mystery is oneself.

The final mystery is oneself.

Mystery is the wisdom of blockheads.

Mystery is the wisdom of blockheads.

After seven years of marriage, I'm sure of two things -- first, never wallpaper together, and second, you'll need two read more

After seven years of marriage, I'm sure of two things -- first, never wallpaper together, and second, you'll need two bathrooms . . . both for her. The rest is a mystery, but a mystery I love to be involved in.

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.

I would rather live in a world where my life is surrounded by mystery than live in a world so read more

I would rather live in a world where my life is surrounded by mystery than live in a world so small that my mind could comprehend it.

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.

The workings of the human heart are the profoundest mystery of the universe. One moment they make us despair of read more

The workings of the human heart are the profoundest mystery of the universe. One moment they make us despair of our kind, and the next we see in them the reflection of the divine image.

Mystery and innocence are not akin.

Mystery and innocence are not akin.