For centuries, theologians have been explaining the unknowable in terms of the-not-worth-knowing.
There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy.
Those things that nature denied to human sight, she revealed to the eyes of the soul.
The most beautiful world is always entered through imagination.
He knew what he knew: that the real world was full of magic, so magical worlds could easily be real.
Give thanks for sorrow that teaches you pity; for pain that teaches you courage-and give exceedingly thanks for the mystery which remains a mystery still-the veil that hides you from the infinite, which makes it possible for you to believe in what you cannot see.
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.
Our minds are mysterious; our conscious brain is like a ship on a sea that is obscure to us.
I believe in everything until it's disproved. So I believe in fairies, the myths, dragons. It all exists, even if it's in your mind. Who's to say that dreams and nightmares aren't as real as the here and now?
The human race is a very, very magical race. We have a magic power of witches and wizards. We're here on this earth to unravel the mystery of this planet. The planet is asking for it.
The Old Ones were, the Old Ones are, and the Old Ones shall be. Not in the spaces we know, but between them. They walk serene and primal, undimensioned and to us unseen.
The flesh is the surface of the unknown.
The invisible is only another unexplored country, a brave new world.
This life of man appears for a short space, but of what went before, or what is to follow, we are utterly ignorant.
The sort of poetry I seek resides in objects man can't touch.
Behind all seen things lies something vaster; everything is but a path, a portal or a window opening on something other than iteself.
The mystery of the soul is like that of a closed door. When you open it, you see something which was not there before.
There's always someone who secretly believes in myths and legends; or at least parts of them. Those are the people who will look beyond the obvious and see things in this world that are truly wonderful... But they won't say anything, even if they do. Because the rest of us who view the world as logical and scientific wouldn't see the truth if it was posted up on a billboard.
On a spiritual level, it's as though with my sighted eye I see what's before me, and with my unsighted eye I see what's hidden. It's illuminated life more than darkened it.
For most of my life, I have received messages - images and worded communications, sometimes even in an ancient language - that came to me from above.
Trust in dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.
Hope is an explorer who surveys the country ahead. That is why we know so much about the Hereafter and so little about the Heretofore.
Shall any gazer see with mortal eyes, Or any searcher know by mortal mind; Veil upon veil will lift but there must be Veil upon veil behind.
All experience is an arch wherethrough gleams that untravelled world whose margin fades for ever and for ever when I move.
I feel like I'm really lucky because I get to sometimes maybe vibrate at a frequency that's a little deeper and darker than people anticipate.
