Crime Quotes

I came, I saw, I concurred...

Kara knew all he recognized was T and A on a string and he was nothing more than a sleazy puppeeter, so long as there were souls for sale he was ready to buy ..

We're all prostitutes sir we're all selling ourselves for something

I was its skin, its movement, its shape, its god, its creator, its destroyer. And you thought Dexter was bad. The Bridgeman arrives soon.

You look like shit.” “Thanks. I look way better than I feel.

But if I die without trying again, I'm a coward. I don't mind having regrets about stuff I've done. It's the regrets about stuff I haven't done that bother me.

Ah, relationships. If he was lucky, Luke thought, he would never have another one.

And what was I if not death's ghostwriter?

Some sinister secret lat buried in the heart of the graveyard !

Life’s unpredictable patterns had a strange way of forming a connected web.

God don't give out certain.

It was like a commercial for laundry detergent or tampons or a prescription medication with death listed as a possible side effect.

I started to drink heavily, comfortably caught in the tentacle-like clutches of alcohol.

She's dead. So is your fat pansy. You can be dead, too, if you want.

This was a crime of passion, but unlike most crimes of passion, it had been meticulously and diabolically well-planned.

All the clues are there in front of us, hidden under a veil, we cannot get the clue by searching for, we have to search for the veil instead.

If everything comes in your way just the way you wanted them to, then you're probably in the wrong lane.

I am taken to the police station and they place me in an interrogation room. I am there for about thirty minutes before someone walks in.

When you think about the period in which Agatha Christie's crime novels were written, they are actually quite edgy for the time.

Live in your dreams, not your past.

What?

It was one of those late summer days trying its best to convince everyone that winter would never seep through and ravage the earth.

Jesus honey, your husband ain’t dead, he’s in hiding.” He growled, watching her visibly flinch. - Jase Devlin

[Stieg] was describing Sweden the way it was and the way he saw the country: the scandals, the oppression of women, the friends he cherished and wished to honor.

Society wants to believe it can identify evil people, or bad or harmful people, but it's not practical. There are no stereotypes.

Victims support is everybodies responsibility, let's always lend a helping hand.

Justice is a necessity for a fair and free society.

A criminal mind needs consideration rather than the criminal itself. In truth, there are more criminals than those who committed a crime.

For our society to be better, we must revive our conscience and do Godly things.

Hunger and necessity are poor teachers of morality. A society that cannot provide the basics of life does not get its laws obeyed.

Crime brings together honest men and concentrates them.

The science of psychology lies within your own head making complex decisions and showing different attitudes

Unprovoked hostility is often but displaced self-defense: 'I must stop him before he stops me.' In many of such environments, nobody is really hateful so much as they are just fearful.

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Because of course, for every revelation of weakness, there had to be an equal and opposite show of strength.

She was afraid of not being able to pull herself out of the dream world, never waking up, never knowing what really happened, never realizing her goals, her hopes, her dreams.

She liked who she was becoming, despite the pain and frustration it brought.

As one climbs up the ladders in society, one starts feeling more and more like an owner, less like a member of it.

In the world union, prosperity is a science, self-interest a new religion, peace is at hand and the future has never looked brighter.

This director could say many things about duty, and self-respect, and dignity, but she knew none of these meant much in the post-modern world.

You can only rise so far by climbing on others’ shoulders, you know.

Now, this was a combination that she wouldn’t dare to dream of, even in her worst nightmare.

In post-modern finance, everybody took a risk when lending or borrowing.

It’s more like he was an ant in the land of elephants. Nobody would notice his presence, no matter how much noise he might make.

The worst kind of victim was the kind that was aware of nothing.

People are so annoying. All my pianists look exactly like poets

Any punishment is an insult to the crime

She had a sense of herself being brain dead: running on tubes and machines.

I have sometimes thought that I have been burdened with a pack of ten misfortunes, any one of which if borne by my neighbor would be enough to make a murderer out of him.

The most heinous crime is to disappoint those who trust in you