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

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

The final mystery is oneself.

The final mystery is oneself.

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.

Mystery and innocence are not akin.

Mystery and innocence are not akin.

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.

Mystery is a resource, like coal or gold, and its preservation is a fine thing.

Mystery is a resource, like coal or gold, and its preservation is a fine thing.

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.

If a child is to keep alive his inborn sense of wonder, he needs the companionship of at least one read more

If a child is to keep alive his inborn sense of wonder, he needs the companionship of at least one adult who can share it, rediscovering with him the joy, excitement and mystery of the world we live in.

Nobody reads a mystery to get to the middle. They read it to get to the end. If it's a read more

Nobody reads a mystery to get to the middle. They read it to get to the end. If it's a letdown, they won't buy anymore. The first page sells that book. The last page sells your next book.