J. R. R. Tolkien Quotes

More powerful than God, more evil than the Devil; the poor have it, the rich lack it, and if you eat it you die?

Cut off my head, and singular I am, Cut off my tail, and plural I appear; Although my middle's left, there's nothing there! What is my head cut off? A sounding sea; What is my tail cut off? A rushing river; And in their mingling depths I fearless play, Parent of sweetest sounds, yet mute forever.

Gravity Falls' is a riddle wrapped in an enigma tucked in a mystery deep-fried in a conundrum slathered in hickory-smoked puzzle sauce.

I'm up and down and round about, Yet all the world can't find me out; Though hundreds have employed their leisure, They never yet could find my measure.

We are caught inside a mystery, veiled in an enigma, locked inside a riddle

Only mystery allows us to live, only mystery.

There was no one alive who did not contribute his share of mystery to the world.

Mystery is delightful, but unscientific, since it depends upon ignorance.

Why is a raven like a writing desk?

All is a riddle, and the key to a riddle...is another riddle.

What's this?" She pulled out a card and held it away from her face. "I can't read what it says." I took it from her and read it aloud. 1. Beeber Bifocal 2. Twenty Mile House 3. Bee 4. Your escape Fourteen miracles to go.

Our ignorance can be divided into problems and mysteries. When we face a problem, we may not know its solution, but we have insight, increasing knowledge, and an inkling of what we are looking for. When we face a mystery, however, we can only stare in wonder and bewilderment, not knowing what an explanation would even look like.

Shaw is like a train. One just speaks the words and sits in one's place. But Shakespeare is like bathing in the sea - one swims where one wants.

Yet, it is true, poetry is delicious; the best prose is that which is most full of poetry.

One of your jobs as a speechwriter is to transform the bureaucratic into the poetic.

I guess I have a weird habit of writing body part metaphors.

First think of the person who lives in disguise, Who deals in secrets and tells naught but lies. Next, tell me what's always the last thing to mend, The middle of middle and the end of end? And finally give me the sound often heard During the search for a hard-to-find word. Now string them together, and answer me this, Which creature would you be unwilling to kiss?

Invite the reader to participate by deciphering. Chaos can attract and engage.

Mystery is underrated, and understanding is overrated.

I love mysteries. To fall into a mystery and its danger ... everything becomes so intense in those moments. When most mysteries are solved, I feel tremendously let down. So I want things to feel solved up to a point, but there's got to be a certain percentage left over to keep the dream going. It's like at the end of Chinatown: The guy says, 'Forget it, Jake, it's Chinatown.' You understand it, but you don't understand it, and it keeps that mystery alive. That's the most beautiful thing.

The answer is never the answer. What's really interesting is the mystery.

And a puzzle is for the piecing together, especially for the young, who still believe it can be done.

Mystery's a thing not easily captured, and once deceased, not easily exhumed.

Ma vie est une énigme dont ton nom est le mot. (My life is an enigma, of which your name is the word.)

He was a puzzle. And Hyacinth hated puzzles. Well, no, in truth she loved them. Provided, of course, that she solved them.