Mark Twain Quotes

I think we all have a need to know what we do not need to know.

It's as simple as something that nobody knows.

One might be led to suspect that there were all sorts of things going on in the universe which he or she did not thoroughly understand.

What you know is always a little less attractive to you than what you don't know.

It is little enough we know and the rest is darkness.

You've never heard of them- and you never will .

Egnaro is a secret known to everyone but yourself. It is a country or a city to which you have never been; it is an unknown language. At the same time it is like being cuckolded, or plotted against. It is part of the universe of events which will never wholly reveal itself to you: a conspiracy the barest outline of which, once visible, will gall you forever.

The need for mystery is greater than the need for an answer.

That there is a secret itself is a secret.

The veil is slowly rising, but as regards innumerable questions we must be content to remain in ignorance.

What cannot be known is more revealing than what can.

Funny how all things people don’t understand seem to be ‘cursed’.

Would not it be best to leave room to mystery?

Mystery magnifies danger as the fog the sun.

What is the future? What is the past? What are we? What is the magic fluid that surrounds us and conceals the things we most need to know? We live and die in the midst of marvels.

There's some mysterious process at work here, which I don't even want to understand.

The dark dangerous forest is still there, my friends. Beyond the space of the astronauts and the astronomers, beyond the dark, tangled regions of Freudian and Jungian psychiatry, beyond the dubious psi-realms of Dr. Rhine, beyond the areas policed by the commissars and priests and motivations-research men, far, far beyond the mad, beat, half-hysterical laughter... the utterly unknown still is and the eerie and ghostly lurk, as much wrapped in mystery as ever.

I always think it's not what we know that's terrifying; it's what we don't know. That's sort of pervasive with everything in life.

The job is to seek mystery, evoke mystery, plant a garden in which strange plants grow and mysteries bloom. The need for mystery is greater than the need for an answer.

No one infers a god from the simple, from the known, from what is understood, but from the complex, from the unknown, and incomprehensible. Our ignorance is God; what we know is science.

We live on a placid island of ignorance in the midst of black seas of infinity, and it was not meant that we should voyage far.

Sometimes we just have to accept there are things we can’t know. Why is your sister ill? Why did my father die?…Sometimes we think we should be able to know everything. But we can’t. we have to allow ourselves to see what there is to see, and we have to imagine.

How can the unknown merit reverence? In other words how can you revere that of which you are ignorant? At the same time, it would be ridiculous to propose that what we know merits reverence. What we know merits any one of a number of things, but it stands to reason reverence isn't one of them. In other words, apart from the known and the unknown, what else is there?

Every man needs his Siren to check his courage and strength when he hears her song in his travels through the unknown.