A good many things go around in the dark besides Santa Claus.

The biggest guru-mantra is: never share your secrets with anybody. It will destroy you.

My imagination is a twisted place.

The main reason Santa is so jolly is because he knows where all the bad girls live.

Mystery creates wonder and wonder is the basis of man’s desire to understand.

There is no heaven or afterlife for broken-down computers; that is a fairy story for people afraid of the dark.

Whoever wishes to keep a secret must hide the fact that he possesses one.

I don’t try and be dark, but there are obviously darker emotions that I want to capture sometimes.

Even though I had won in other categories, I didn’t have any expectations when I came into F1. Qualifying fifth, finishing sixth? I didn’t expect it.

Great men, unknown to their generation, have their fame among the great who have preceded them, and all true worldly fame subsides from their high estimate beyond the stars.

Pop music can absorb so many peculiar talents, ranging from the completely nonmusical poseur who just uses music as a kind of springboard for a sense of style, to people who just love putting all that complicated stuff together, brick by brick, on their computers, to people like me who like playing conceptual games and being surprised.

The hidden harmony is better than the obvious.

Both the man of science and the man of action live always at the edge of mystery, surrounded by it.

For my own part, I would rather excel in knowledge of the highest secrets of philosophy than in arms.

I think we’ve taken the meaning of Christmas out. People don’t stop and think about Jesus or the birth of Jesus. When they think of Christmas, they think of Santa Claus and – for the children, and they think of giving gifts and out-giving the next person of spending their time looking for the right thing for somebody who has everything.

Faith minus vulnerability and mystery equals extremism. If you’ve got all the answers, then don’t call what you do ‚faith.‘

Oh, I can keep many secrets, so I would be a phenomenal secret agent. I love secrets.

Study history, study history. In history lies all the secrets of statecraft.

Night is certainly more novel and less profane than day.

Nature is wont to hide herself.

It was the experience of mystery – even if mixed with fear – that engendered religion.

To keep your secret is wisdom; but to expect others to keep it is folly.

I sang a lot of low stuff on songs like ‚Secrets‘ and ‚Rockin‘,‘ almost like Toni Braxton. On ‚Secrets,‘ I’m a different person.

Weather forecast for tonight: dark.

If you reveal your secrets to the wind, you should not blame the wind for revealing them to the trees.

My friends tease me about the fact that if someone seems bad or shady or like they have a secret, I find them incredibly interesting.

One is never afraid of the unknown; one is afraid of the known coming to an end.

Curiosity is lying in wait for every secret.

Curiosity killed the cat, but for a while I was a suspect.

For me, time is the greatest mystery of all. The fact is that we’re dreaming all the time. That’s what really gets me. We have a fathomless lake of unconsciousness just beneath our skulls.

There is not a truth existing which I fear… or would wish unknown to the whole world.

An elusive, enigmatic aura will make people want to know more, drawing them into your circle. Create such a power by hinting at something contradictory within you.

Perhaps people like us cannot love. Ordinary people can – that is their secret.

No one gossips about other people’s secret virtues.

Democracy is only a dream: it should be put in the same category as Arcadia, Santa Claus, and Heaven.

Most near-future fictions are boring. It’s always dark and always raining, and people are so unhappy.

The only secrets are the secrets that keep themselves.

God not only plays dice, but also sometimes throws them where they cannot be seen.

Death, like birth, is a secret of Nature.

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.

The true mystery of the world is the visible, not the invisible.

My musical taste and image is going to change naturally. It’s not forced; I do what comes natural to me. Sometimes, I like to be dark… other times, I like to be really light and ladylike.

I certainly agree that putting everything into little genres is counterproductive. You’re not going to get too many surprises if you only focus on the stuff that fits inside the box that you know.

The more unintelligent a man is, the less mysterious existence seems to him.

The first step towards vice is to shroud innocent actions in mystery, and whoever likes to conceal something sooner or later has reason to conceal it.

In writing, I apply my feminine side and respect the mystery involved in creation.

The greatest delight which the fields and woods minister is the suggestion of an occult relation.

The secret of my influence has always been that it remained secret.

There could be shadow galaxies, shadow stars, and even shadow people.

The only things one can admire at length are those one admires without knowing why.

This dark diction has become America’s addiction.

Nature is often hidden, sometimes overcome, seldom extinguished.

Many people tell me that they don ‚t know what to feel when they finish one of my books because the story was dark, or complicated, or strange. But while they were reading it, they were inside my world and they were happy. That’s good.

One may say the eternal mystery of the world is its comprehensibility.

I knew no one who’d ever been in the public eye.

Many admire, few know.

There are no secrets better kept than the secrets everybody guesses.

Life is a succession of lessons which must be lived to be understood. All is riddle, and the key to a riddle is another riddle.

We have to stop and be humble enough to understand that there is something called mystery.

Scientific views end in awe and mystery, lost at the edge in uncertainty, but they appear to be so deep and so impressive that the theory that it is all arranged as a stage for God to watch man’s struggle for good and evil seems inadequate.

Beauty is mysterious as well as terrible. God and devil are fighting there, and the battlefield is the heart of man.