Quotes About Suspense

Her suspense was terrible.

Hello Clarice...

On a related subject, Signore Pazzi, I must confess to you: I'm giving serious thought to eating your wife.

Dr. Lecter took off Krendler's runner's headband as you would remove the rubber band from a tin of caviar.

Starling looked at Crawford steadily, but she was too still. "Hannibal the Cannibal," she said.

Graham climbed out a window onto the porch roof and sat on the gritty shingles. He hugged his knees, his damp shirt pressed cold across his back, and snorted the smell of slaughter out of his nose.

On a related subject, Signore Pazzi, I must confess to you: I'm giving serious thought to eating your wife.

He's all right. Just don't mention proton decay." "I'll try to talk around it.

Kathryn Reiss

He strode into the hall, glanced at something on the

Why do all your brilliant ideas involve felonies?

If you agree to come with us…I'll end this show.

of, Catherine Crier's book, A Deadly Game. Scott

I write thrillers for the same reason that people read them – it's escapism.

Trail of the Octopus,

Long-bodied, long-worded Johnny cocked an ear. "A tintamarrous bombilation!" he remarked. "Sounds more like a fight to me," Monk muttered. Ham said, "That, short-and-hairy, is what he meant.

The headless trunk was discovered impaled on a metal fencepost on the edge of the town park.

and entered the back of the building. She

Diana Gabaldon.

One must not put a loaded rifle on the stage if no one is thinking of firing it. —Anton Chekhov, Letter to Alexander Lazarev-Gruzinsky

JACK HEARD A HEAVY SPLASH and he turned around in his seat again.

Aiden already knew he should say his last prayers now. Lex was going to kill him. Slowly. *** She was going to kill him. Slowly. Lex sat on the sidelines watching the last game of the night. She hated sitting out, but she had to take her turn.

Right now there's a pair of bad cops on their way out here to shoot me." "You don't know that." "Yeah, you're right," Stranahan said. "They're probably just collecting Toys for Tots. Now go.

It is a torturously laboured ride home like this. Allyson is desperate for it to end and would like for it to go on forever. Willem is just desperate for it to end. He is so full of wanting that it is painful and Allyson keeps lifting his shirt and licking his back, which she shouldn't do while he's riding a bike because he might pass out (But she shouldn't stop, either.)