Mystery Quotes

Words and laws in this world made place for signs and symbols.

To close a fellow human being in your heart compels more respect than attending 1000 Christmas Masses.

The blind cannot see, but nothing escapes him. The others can see but them eludes the things the blind can see.

The unknown is just as unknown as the ability to discover the known inside it.

Well, you should have a chat with your boyfriend, clarify your desires. Hate to break the news, but, uh, he’s cheatin’ on you. Tell him I said my dog kisses better than him and he hits like a girl.

I was born ready.' Zoe to Fee.

I was between them, and as the tension sparked, I felt like a small rodent trapped between mastodons.

There is always stardust in my eyes when I look at you, my love.

You know you're writing a good thriller when you make yourself paranoid.

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

Death by misadventure sounds like a hopeful possibility.--Marjorie Branell-Markson

Every time I think I'm about to seize the moment, it drifts back into the shadows, just beyond my reach.

If you want to kill serious crime, you have to kill serious criminals!

I am not their f*****g entertainment. And I am not a f*****g hero! Given the choice, a hero would do exactly the same again. I wouldn’t. Okay?

Like a submarine ejecting ballast, he bobbed to the surface as another sense pulled his eyelids all the way open like roller blinds in the old cartoons.

@The darkest and most complex novel in (the Murdoch) series.

Romance depends upon imperfect knowledge.

Money isn’t the only measure of making a house a home.

A good book is a good place to go..... to dream!

Had a big trial. It was like an Errol Flynn movie.

I felt it burn all the way down my throat and into my stomach. I felt like I was dying.

We don't know how our choices can change the course of our lives until they do. Unfortunately, sometimes it takes tragedy for us to realize it.

A good tanto is a nasty thing, and when the point entered a human neck, it was like the last period in a biography.

Faithfully, Calvi was following the rules to the letter. He knew one thing: Whatever was in that document had caused the death of the leader of the Catholic Church. Who’d be next?

It’s a hard thing to accept that someone wants you dead. It forces you to decide if you have anything worth living for.

Don't waste your breath/trying to escape/if a pure love you don't have/no one will be saved.

Black rose, black roseWho’s gonna be your only one?Who’s gonna keep you safe and warm?Run, run my baby black roseI’m gonna find you home.

Ah ha!' the Doc screeched suddenly, wheeling around. ''The salicylic acid! Maybe it SHOULD have been heated first!

What are we, Charlie's Angels?

Alma didn’t want Isabel to start singing the praises of their pet, a rescue beagle, or she wouldn’t shush until sundown. “I’ve found the missing lady, ” Alma said. “Say welcome home, Betsy Sweet.

Struggle is a prerequisite to surrender.

I saw my life flash before my eyes. It looked a lot like a Chihuahua with a severe overbite.

If I was going to spend the next day in jail for obstruction of justice, I'd better get a good nights sleep.

The real core of this book is about the open secrets that can fester in a community until an outsider raises questions.

If anyone was going to get themselves murdered to guarantee they would remain the center of attention, it would be him.

I am a practitioner of the science of deduction, of using the known facts in a case to unveil the unknown.’ - Sherlock Holmes, Sherlock Holmes and the Whitechapel Murders

Planning a murder takes a lot of prep work.

If looks could kill, she’d be a dead woman.

It’s a small-town rule: Never speak ill of the dead until the estate has paid the outstanding bills.

A girl had to do what a girl had to do and it looked as if this girl’s immediate future included chicken Caesar salad, chocolate cake, and Cary Grant.

Murder was apparently too common-place in the big city to attract much notice. Poor Luther, thought Lucy, as she headed back to the hotel. Even in death he was only a big fish in a small pond.

Lucy had no complaints about her dinner. Anything was fine with her as long as she didn’t have to cook it.

She made an inarticulate sound of distress at the sight that met her eyes. It was a fire, and it was the bookstore on the far side of the square that was burning.

The only reason I'd lift my skirt is to pull a pistol and plug you in the head.

The carriage could only clop along at about ten miles per hour, which only accentuated Imogene’s excitement. She urged it onward: "Fly, horse, fly!

You will take his life but you can't take his memory out of us.

...but it was just her mind playing cruel tricks, and she tried to push away the irrational thought that Richard was still in there, waiting for someone to save his life.

We ask our brain to stop worrying, stop obsessing, stop dreaming the same scary dreams again and again. But our brain rarely takes requests.

That he had been born an artist—in all ways—a paragon of romantic torment out of the likes of some Brontë novel—has yet to make itselfknown to him. He watches himself unfold.

You are the master of your emotions and you and only you have the power to control them external and internal.