The ultimate mystery is one's own self.

The ultimate mystery is one's own self.

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 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.

Life consists in penetrating the unknown, and fashioning our actions in accord with the new knowledge thus acquired.

Life consists in penetrating the unknown, and fashioning our actions in accord with the new knowledge thus acquired.

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.

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?

The mystery of love is greater than the mystery of life.

The mystery of love is greater than the mystery of life.

You know my method. It is founded upon the observance of trifles.

You know my method. It is founded upon the observance of trifles.

We have grasped the mystery of the atom and rejected the Sermon on the Mount.

We have grasped the mystery of the atom and rejected the Sermon on the Mount.