Quotes About Suspicion

She thought of Robbie at dinner when there had been something manic and glazed in his look. Might he be smoking the reefers she had read about in a magazine, these cigarettes that drove young men of bohemian inclination across the borders of insanity?

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He suspected he had brushed against a fundamental law of the universe: such ecstasy must compromise his freedom. That was its price.

and Fred Tackett. Suddenly a figure appeared before them. They had a moment to take him in. Early twenties, bright pink face, stringy, short leather jacket. Perhaps he wanted money.

You know anything about investigative work? Sure. Annoy the people involved until the guilt party tries to make you go away.

Had I known you were going to pull a pretty ribbon out of your sleeve like some two-bit magician, tie me up with it, and indulge your mental torture fetish in your basement, I would've shot you. Many times. Two-bit magician? Men like you enjoy being flattered.

I trusted her about as far as I could throw her. I was strong and she was small, but it still wasn't very far.

So. You refuse my money, you serve me thirty-year-old Highland Park scotch, and we've been in the same room for approximately five minutes, yet none of my bones are broken. This leads me to believe that your back is against the wall and you desperately need me for something. I'm dying to know what that is.

Did I hurt you in the parking lot? No, m'lady. I fell, so I could put a tracker on your car. Great.

So we have giant super-smart vipers who slithered in here, killed our people, opened the vault, stole something from it, and slithered out, undetected?" "Appears so." "Okay. Just wanted to make sure it wasn't something dangerous.

Either he fell asleep in his clothes, or he felt the need to be fully dressed at two o'clock in the morning for some nefarious reason. Leon didn't have any other kind of reasons.

Doolittle nodded to one of his assistants. The short, slight woman approached Roman's cot. We're going to put you in your own private room. Is this a code for killing me? Roman asked. Because I won't be easy to take down. Roman the Volhv)))

I wouldn't put it past you," Kaldar said. "Or him. Who knows what the hell he might do?" William made a cutting motion across his throat. "He might kill you if you're not careful," she told him. "Who, Will? We're the best of friends." William rolled his eyes.

The newcomer struck him as an enterprising sort of man. The kind that would slit your throat for a box of tissues in your bag while you slept.

Young people these days don't trust anything at all. They want to be free.

There is no more effective way to radicalize American Muslim youth than for political leaders to make public displays of prejudice against all Muslims. Suspicion will undermine their sense of identification with America and alienate some from both the culture and from politics.

Several paranoid suspicions occurred to me, the worst of which was that my whole identity was merely a patched-together set of behaviors designed to keep my parents joined to each other - the repertoire of tricks of a small but intelligent dog.

Like crime, terrorism is a fact of life. I grew up in Israel, where every unattended bag was a suspected bomb; when my family moved for a few years, it was to London in the early years of 'the Troubles.'

If a deal looks too good to be true, it probably is.

Trust dies but mistrust blossoms.

Don't trust anyone over 30.

Never trust sheep.

I don't really trust nobody.

You can't trust people.