Riddle Quotes Novels & Stories

Jael huffs. “It’s a gift,” Lia grins. (* Quote by Lady Bird Johnson.)

“You’re not the first wolf I’ve helped, you know. But it’s not always about answers. You shouldn't always ask every question, wolf” “Bullshit,” I muttered. “It’s always about answers. You don’t just wake up in a strange house half dead and not ask questions.” He gave me a crooked smile. “I didn’t say you shouldn’t ask. I said you won’t always get them.” I hated riddles. I hated people who spoke like they had secrets and acted like they were doing you a favor by not telling you. My fingers released his wrist, but my eyes stayed on his.

"Math is a language of the universe. If you don't first learn to understand it and grasp its symbols, you'll keep wandering through a dark labyrinth forever." Lucy's words kind of stung, but Jane didn't let it show. "That's a dramatic way to put it, don't you think?" "That was a quote from the greatest mind in human history, Galileo Galilei," she told her. "Well, I'm not Galileo, okay?" Jane retorted, irritated. "I'm a loser, that's what I am."

Although it was billions of years ago when he last saw this elusive figure, he could still remember her words when Ananse was asked about what she thought of the seven great mysteries. “They are great because we make them out to be. We overemphasize the importance of these so called mysteries. They are merely riddles at the peak of their tree. And solving them all would be unwise.” It was then that Thor believed that she truly was the wisest of the lot, even wiser than his father, Odin. For it was Ananse who said, “It takes a great man to find the answers to one mystery; a lord to solve two; a prince to solve three; a king to solve four; an emperor to solve five; a god to solve six, and; a f

CHAPTER 58 They stepped forward together, and as they did, the stone plaque illuminated, revealing the first riddle carved into its surface. "I cannot talk, but I always reply when spoken to. I speak without a mouth and hear without ears. I have nobody, but I come alive with the wind. What am I?" The emperor’s mind raced. The answer was just beyond his reach, like a word on the tip of his tongue, but it wasn’t coming to him. He glanced at the general, whose gaze was fixed on the inscription, as his fingers tapped against his chin.

She asked motioning to the line I had offered as she turned to face me. "That love is beautiful, no matter who or what you love," I replied softly looking at the dirt trail before me, since the people in this town travelled by carriages, there weren't any roads to- "There are a lot of those in the book, just one line across the page with no context," "That's because I had that book made, I took my favourite quotes and placed them together," I confessed "So what's the story behind your quote?" She asked and I smiled nervously as I glanced over to her clearing my throat before saying.

"I've always know the Albert Einstein I read in books to be always confident and brave in himself not someone who gives up at a sight of failure." Anderson shaked his head and continued, "You know a quote that has always been my motivation?" They shaked their head in the negatives. "It's this, ‘We cannot solve our problems with the same thinking we used when we created them.’ And guess who said those words. . .Albert Einstein! Look, Sir, I believe in you. It's what you taught me to — through your actions — it's why I'm here."

“Did I? Did I really forfeit?” “You did. You said you truly didn’t have an answer to my riddle.” “Yet.” “What?” “I said I truly didn’t have an answer to your riddle yet. Perhaps you didn’t hear that part because you were overwhelmed with the euphoria of victory.” I spoke so confidently, that one would think I wasn’t locked up in a cell but standing at the centre of a stage with an eager audience in front of me. “You never said the word, ‘yet’. You can’t fool me.”

They both fell asleep with heavy but warm hearts. Quote for this episode: ‘The greatest glory in living lies not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall’

And then, clear as day, the voice spoke—not from anywhere visible, but everywhere at once: "Bind what’s given freely; return what’s taken twice. Name what is your shadow, and trade it for the light. Not by force nor by oath, but by heart’s willing price. Only when choice walks to chain will the chain unbind." I froze, breathing hard. “A riddle,” I muttered, pacing. “Damn riddles.” My mind spun, trying to piece it together. I repeated the first line. “Bind what’s given freely…” My fists tightened. “Return what’s taken twice.” The meaning twisted just out of reach. “Enough of this!” I bellowed, slamming my fists onto the table.