Pierre Teilhard de Chardin Quotes

Some things are beyond human understanding.

It's as simple as something that nobody knows.

Everything is a mystery, ourselves, and all things both simple and humble.

Just because we don't understand doesn't mean that the explanation doesn't exist.

I accept that there may be things far grander and more incomprehensible than we can possibly imagine.

What is nonmeasurable and nonpredictable will remain nonmeasurable and nonpredictable ... no matter how much hate mail I get.

When something exceeds your ability to understand how it works, it sort of becomes magical.

Infinity is a way to describe the incomprehensible to the human mind. In a way, it notates a mystery. That kind of mystery exists in relationships. A lifetime is not enough to know someone else. It provides a brief glimpse.

Mystique is rare now, isn't it? There aren't that many enigmas in this modern world.

The future is hidden by a dark impenetrable veil, and yet we struggle to pierce through it.

Science has explained nothing; the more we know the more fantastic the world becomes and the profounder the surrounding darkness.

I'm a walking, talking enigma.

I have never thought of my life as being an enigma.

Our ignorance will always remain greater than our knowledge.

It's a disease we have that we think that everything is explainable. It's a merchandising idea because you can sell explanations and cures for everything, but it doesn't work like that. It's very hard to understand everything.

The secret life of women is to men what the universe is to NASA - unimaginably infinite and completely undiscoverable.

The world is not always ours to understand.

Your trouble is, you keep trying to unscrew the unscrutable.

The incomprehensible pleases us, the inexplicable is our friend.

It is beyond my apprehension.

We're forever teetering on the brink of the unknowable, and trying to understand what can't be understood.

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.

The world is incomprehensible. We won't ever understand it; we won't ever unravel its secrets. Thus we must treat the world as it is: a sheer mystery.

The heart of it all is mystery, and science is at best only the peripheral trappings to that mystery--a ragged barbed-wire fence through which mystery travels, back and forth, unencumbered by anything so frail as man's knowledge.

What I'm dealing with is so vast and great that it can't be called the truth. It's above the truth.