I am a mystery wrapped in an enigma wrapped in a pita. Why the pita? That counts as another mystery.
Abstraction generally involves implication, suggestion and mystery, rather than obvious description.
Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, today is God's gift, that's why we call it the present.
Love at its highest flood rushes beyond its object, and loses itself in the sense of divine mystery.
What will happen to sex after liberation? Frankly, I don't know. It is a great mystery to all of us.