Quotes about Mystery
Eating with the fullest pleasure - pleasure, that is, that does not depend on ignorance - is perhaps the profoundest enactment of our connection with the world. In this pleasure we experience and celebrate our dependence and our gratitude, for we are living from mystery, from creatures we did not make and powers we cannot comprehend.
— Wendell Berry
But she is glad to prolong the walk. She is moved by him, pleased to stand in his sight, whose final knowledge is womanly, who knows that all human labor passes into mystery, who has been faithful unto death to the life of his fields to no end that he will know in this world.
— Wendell Berry
Invariably the failure of organized religions, by which they cut themselves off from mystery and therefore from sanctity, lies in the attempt to impose an absolute division between faith and doubt, to make belief perform as knowledge; when they forbid their prophets to go into the wilderness, they lose the possibility of renewal.
— Wendell Berry
You have been given questions to which you cannot be given answers. You will have to live them out—perhaps a little at a time." "And how long is that going to take?" "I don't know. As long as you live, perhaps." "That could be a long time." "I will tell you a further mystery," he said "It may take longer.
— Wendell Berry
An artist is a creature driven by demons. He doesn't know why they choose him and he's usually too busy to wonder why.
— William Faulkner
He was looking at her from behind the smiling that wasn't smiling but was something you were not supposed to see beyond.
— William Faulkner
I am the chosen of the Lord, for who He loveth, so doeth He chastiseth. But I be durn if He dont take some curious ways to show it, seems like.
— William Faulkner
He had a face like a nutcracker; a scrawny man of no particular age, with merry secretive eyes.
— William Faulkner
All our scientific and philosophic ideals are altars to unknown gods.
— William James
When you knock, ask to see God — none of the servants.
— Henry David Thoreau
Now comes the mystery.
— Henry Ward Beecher
what he is to the inscrutable God is what matters.
— Leonard Ravenhill