No power of genius has ever yet had the smallest success…

Intrigued by that enigma, he dug so deeply into her sentiments that in search of interest he found love, because by trying to make…

— Gabriel Garcia Marquez

We are very wrong to think that some fault or other can exclude virtue, or to consider the alliance of good and evil as…

— Luc de Clapiers

There is a ... matter - much more valuable and divine than natural philosophy . ... On this matter I must speak to you in enigmas.

— Plato

I'm tired of being this solemn poet of the masses, the enigma shrouded in a mystery.

— Michael Stipe

It may well be doubted whether human ingenuity can construct an enigma... which human ingenuity may not, by proper application, resolve.

— Edgar Allan Poe

The definitive resolution of the UFO enigma will not come about unless and until the problem is subjected to open and extensive scientific study…

— Peter A. Sturrock

I love being an enigma. Every time I'm tempted to respond to someone who tries to put me in a box, politically - you…

— Brad Paisley

A stunning survey of the latest evidence for intelligent life on Mars. Mac Tonnies brings a thoughtful, balanced and highly accessible approach to one…

— Herbie Brennan

In Náhuatl, the language of the Aztec world, one key word for poet was 'tlamatine,' meaning 'the one who knows,' or 'he who knows…

— Edward Hirsch

“KAR-MA-GIC The stock solution for every enigma”

— Kamil Ali

Watching a coast as it slips by the ship is like thinking about an enigma. There it is before you, smiling, frowning, inviting, grand,…

— Joseph Conrad

“The "Garcilaso" mentioned by Markham is the chronicler Garcilaso Inca de la Vega, the son of a Spanish conquistador and an Inca princess, a…

— Graham Hancock

If we understood the enigmas of life there would be no need for art.

— Albert Camus

The abstraction, ostensibly, is simply for me the penetration of something that is more profound in many ways than rigidity of a form. A…

— Beauford Delaney

Here life goes on, even and monotonous on the surface, full of lightning, of summits and of despair, in its depths. We have now…

— May Sarton