We don't know a millionth of one percent about anything.
Not all things are to be discovered; many are better concealed.
Everything unknown is magnified. [Lat., Omne ignotum pro magnifico est.]
I kiss, but I don't tell.
Behind us: the unknown. Before us: the secret.
I always loved bands with mystique.
All things unrevealed belong to the kingdom of mystery.
If you haven't got it, you can't show it. If you have got it, you can't hide it.
I think I'm a pretty well-kept secret.
I lived a very don't-ask, don't-tell life.
The veil is slowly rising, but as regards innumerable questions we must be content to remain in ignorance.
No question about it: potential is wrapped in great mystery. Like rainbows, which are really circles-we see only the upper halves, the horizon hides the rest-potential never reveals its entirety.
You see, a secret is not something untold. It’s something which can’t be told.
The problem with God is that we want him to reveal Himself, and He doesn't. We will never understand God.
Something unknown is doing we don't know what.
What is hid is unknown: for what is unknown there is no desire. [Lat., Quod latet ignotum est; ignoti nulla cupido.]
I feel Victoria may have a Secret, but you don't have to know it!
I'm an enigma, an unknown. You can't really figure out what I'm going to do next. I like it like that.
Mystery is not profoundness.
I never tell an audience what they can expect. I never have, and I never will.
I'm not a person you can figure out in one month. And you can't listen to one song and say, 'That's who he is.'
The idea that certain things in life - and in the universe - don't yield up their secrets is something that requires a slightly more mature reader to accept.
Whenever I meet people who seem really sweet and unassuming, I kind of wonder about them.
All things lie dark in possibility.
I almost think there's a mystique to not knowing everything about me.