Unveiling the Unknown Quotes

Wonder is the foundation of all philosophy; research, the progress; ignorance, the end. There is, by heavens, a strong and generous kind of ignorance that yields nothing, for honour and courage, to knowledge: an ignorance to conceive which needs no less knowledge than to conceive knowledge.

To see the world for a moment as something rich and strange is the private reward of many a discovery.

When truth is discovered by someone else, it loses something of its attractiveness.

One of the things [fiction] does is lead you to recognize what you did not know before.

We wake, if ever at all, to mystery.

At such times I felt something was drawing me away, and I kept fancying that if I walked straight on, far, far away and reached that line where the sky and earth meet, there I should find the key to the mystery, there I should see a new life a thousand times richer and more turbulent than ours.

The world is always open, Waiting to be discovered.

What one hides is worth neither more nor less than what one finds. And what one hides from oneself is worth neither more nor less than what one allows others to find.

Poets and artists who speak of the mystery are rare.

Life is like an onion. You peel it off one layer at a time, and sometimes you weep.

A book is like a door. You walk through the cover and you don't know what you're going to find.

Have you never wanted to do anything that was dangerous? Where should we be if no one tried to find out what lies beyond? Have you never wanted to look beyond the clouds and the stars, or to know what causes the trees to bud? And what changes the darkness into light? But if you talk like that, people call you crazy. Well, if I could discover just one of these things, what eternity is, for example, I wouldn't care if they did think I was crazy.

The last sentence in a piece is another adventure. It should open the piece up.

...to invent is to discover that we know not, and not to recover or resummon that which we already know

We need more true mystery in our lives Hem- he said. The completely unambitious writer and the really good unpublished poem are the things we lack most. There is of course the problem of sustenance

The happiness even of the naturalist depends in some measure upon his ignorance, which still leaves him new worlds of this kind to conquer. He may have reached the very Z of knowledge in the books, but he still feels half ignorant until he has confirmed each bright particular with his eyes.

The mysteries of Nature and of humanity are not lessened, but increased, by the discoveries of philosophic skill.

The mystery of the soul is like that of a closed door. When you open it, you see something which was not there before.

It blows my mind - whenever you're stuck in one place, you think this is how the world is, and then you walk out and see there's so many layers to everything.

Travel, for me, is a little bit like being in love, because suddenly all your senses are at the setting marked “on.

I think we're very much in a mystery here in this life and that artists try to pierce the mystery with their art.

When you make a breakthrough it is a moment of scientific exhilaration because you have been on this search and seem to have found it. But it is also a moment where I at least feel closeness to the creator in the sense of having now perceived something that no human knew before but God knew all along.

The artist’s job, I think, is to be a conduit for mystery.

Every technology, every science that tells us more about ourselves, is scary at the time.

Curiosity is lying in wait for every secret.