Quotes About Suspense

Crime stories show us the part of people's lives they try to keep hidden.

You had better not open that door.

Georges Simenon

Georges Simenon

I may have said that I wanted to have an adventure, replied Miss Thane. But I never said that I wanted to be murdered in my bed.

There is a corpse somewhere on the road to town. Mr Fox does not wish it there. Remove it!

But as for Thaddeus Drybeck, words fail me!' The Inspector, placing no dependence on this statement, waited for her to continue.

Richard paused. He drew his hand across his eyes, shuddering. "Milward saw the scratch. He cried out that the cards were marked! Suddenly everyone seemed to be gathered about our table—all talking! Jack had his hand on my shoulder; he and Dare were running through the pack. But all the while I could look at no one but Tracy—Andover. He seemed so sinister, so threatening, in those black clothes of his.

Grandfather, there's something we want to talk to you about." Grandfather looked concerned. "There's nothing wrong, is there?" "It's about the Roth house," Benny said. "It's a funny house." "Funny?" Grandfather asked. "Well," Violet began. "Benny is right. There are funny things in the house and funny people outside the house." The Mystery of the Singing Ghost

We want a story that starts out with an earthquake and works its way up to a climax.

I love Hitchcock's films because even though you knew who did it right at the beginning, he still kept the audience engaged till the last frame.

As a filmmaker, I tilt towards stories which are crime-led.

There was nothing about 'The Killing' that patronized its audience, and it was quite slow and detailed, all of the things which, for a long time, people had been nervous of making.

Sports is the only entertainment where, no matter how many times you go back, you never know the ending.

There are people who read Tolstoy or Dostoevski who do not insist that their endings be happy or pleasant or, at least, not be depressing. But if you're writing mysteries - oh, no, you can't have an ending like that. It must be tidy.

He fell away into the column before Isolfr could blink the thought of thanking him into his bleary mind, and Isolfr looked up at Frithulf in supplication. "What was that about?" "Stay pretty," Frithulf advised, through a mouthful of meat. Isolfr would have kicked him if he hadn't been out of reach on the horse.

She watched Trey nod his head to her question before asking, "Would you like to see what I retrieved from my bag? I promise you'll love it and beg for more.

When she spoke at last, I knew at once that she was rather drunk. "Seen something you fancy, Nancy?..." she said. I swallowed, unsure of what reply to make to her. She walked closer, then stopped a few paces from me, and continued to fix me with the same even, arrogant gaze.

There'll be tricks, tonight. I can sense it. I've a feeling for it now. I'm like a weather-vane, I start twitching when the wind's on the turn.

seen something in their poses, for, 'Spoony!

Being a novelist meant she always anticipated the worst. It was her job to always think of dramatic things involving kidnaps and falling down mine-shafts and so on.

It was a perfect night for a killing.

Beats thinking about whatever's waiting in Stonewall.

Then came the pak-pak-pak of DeVontay's rifle.