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.

The ultimate mystery is one's own self.

The ultimate mystery is one's own self.

Mystery is the wisdom of blockheads.

Mystery is the wisdom of blockheads.

When I was young, I said to God, 'God, tell me the mystery of the universe.' But God answered, 'that read more

When I was young, I said to God, 'God, tell me the mystery of the universe.' But God answered, 'that knowledge is for me alone.' So I said, 'God, tell me the mystery of the peanut.' Then God said, 'Well, George, that's more nearly your size.'

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.

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.

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.

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.