Quotes About Puzzle

The actual Blue Rose murders, which lie at the core of the three novels, yield various incorrect solutions which assume the status of truth.

He was a puzzle. And Hyacinth hated puzzles. Well, no, in truth she loved them. Provided, of course, that she solved them.

It's been a long time since Sherlock Holmes jumped off that roof - it's time to reveal the truth about what happened between him and the pavement.

The girl was a labyrinth to him; only by chance and error did he ever stumble blindly into her heart.

it was the insoluble problems—the false leads and the cold cases—that reflected the true nature of things.

It would please him well enough to amount to no more in the end than a single great organ of detection, reaching into blankness for a clue.

My dear son, It is a puzzle worthy of the best psychiatrist that a human life can be so utterly void and at the same time filled to bursting with

Zugzwang. It's when you have no good moves. But you still have to move.

In my experience, Detective, it's all middle game.

Michael Connelly

month ago and Maura Frederick

Michael Connelly

I knew, thanks to the notations on the map page, that one side of the triangle—Zzyzx to the airport in Vegas—was 92 miles. That left 236 miles for the remaining two sides. That number could be divided in a variety of ways, putting the missing point of the triangle in a myriad of possible positions on the map. What

The unknown subject, McCaleb thought. So we meet again.

Michael Connelly

Michael Connelly

We called it the black echo.

Michael Connelly

he knew where they were. In the Central Valley, near Modesto, where Bosch had worked a case a few years before

Michael Connelly

Michael Connelly

Uno de los casos que Harry aún no había logrado resolver era el de una persona cuyo cadáver había aparecido en seis pedazos: uno en cada descanso de la escalera de incendios de un hotel de Gower Street. Aquel crimen atroz no había escandalizado a nadie en la oficina. Incluso corría el chiste de que por suerte la víctima no se había alojado en el Holiday Inn, que tenía quince plantas.

It's the worldview in which if people tip in a restaurant to which they will never return it counts as a puzzle.

Each time, Lippmann would talk a mile a minute, and Danny and Vinny would stare in wonder. Their meetings acquired the flavor of a postmodern literary puzzle: The story rang true even as the narrator seemed entirely unreliable.