“We are born in mystery, we live in mystery, and we die in mystery.”
“We are born to love as we are born to die, and between the heartbeats of those two great mysteries lies all the tangled undergrowth of our tiny lives. There is nowhere to go but through. And so we walk on, lost, and lost again, in the mapless wilderness of love.”
“Every man is a mystery to himself. And then we die, unsolved.”
“We never cease to stand like curious children before the great mystery into which we are born.”
“What the word God means is the mystery really. It's the mystery that we face as humans the mystery of existence, of suffering and of death.”
“In the end, we all die. This is not of question. Inarguable. No mystery lay here. The mystery dwells in two questions: How long will our story be, and of what will the pages read?”