Quotes About Suspicion

There was no tiger. No intruder. No signs of a break-in.

Where is he?" Bell asked. "Do you think something might have happened to him?" Walter asked anxiously. "Latimer? Or maybe...

Had the killer gotten to Iverson somehow? Was yet another person dead because of them?

Following them for a few blocks, Allan started to get the feeling they were more likely just co-stars in the live sex show on offer at the theater, rather than a genuine couple.

He thought maybe she was having second thoughts. Rightly so, considering what he planned to do to her.

He'd had a dark, angry moment when he thought they might not have fallen for the ad he'd placed in the classified section.

We must not look at goblin men, We must not buy their fruits: Who knows upon what soil they fed Their hungry thirsty roots?

We must not look at goblin men

I mean, I've known you a few days longer than she has and I don't fucking trust you." "Yeah, but you're paid not to trust me." "I wouldn't trust you in my spare time either.

My friend did not want her suspicion—which sustained the possibility that her husband both was and was not having an affair—to disappear by exposing it.

I know now that I'm not trusting anyone or anything any more. And that it is hard to live for long periods without trusting anyone or anything. It's like living without sleep; eventually it will kill you.

The cards spoke to a suspicion that many whose work is play can never be free of: that you can only flaunt your triviality for so long before punishment is due.

Dad has what I think of as only child darkside syndrome; he does everything as if he is being watched.

Anyone who did not master conspiratorial techniques was considered a kustar' – an amateur; amateurism was anathema to Ulyanov and he was obsessive in eradicating

Never trust a husband too far or a bachelor too near.

I look suspiciously at the half-empty glass in my hand.

We should distrust any enterprise that requires new clothes.

Perhaps no word is more overworked nowadays than the word "democracy," and those who shout loudest about it, I think, as a rule, want it least. I am always suspicious of men who speak glibly of democracy.

Both sides are reinforced in their suspicions by the military maneuvers and defense programs of the other. Even when they are "normal"—that is, composed of measures a country would reasonably take in defense of national interest as it is generally understood—they are interpreted in terms of worst-case scenarios. Each side has a responsibility for taking care lest its unilateral deployments and conduct escalate into an arms race.

The two sides need to absorb the history of the decade before World War I, when the gradual emergence of an atmosphere of suspicion and latent confrontation escalated into catastrophe. The leaders of Europe trapped themselves by their military planning and inability to separate the tactical from the strategic.

No man ever quite believes in any other man.

Anxiously, he touched the lump on his head again, then felt his injured leg, groaning. "The whole affair is a mystery to me," he said. "Who would want to steal anything from me?" "Perhaps a thief...?" ventured Julius.

He had never thought the question over clearly, but vaguely imagined that his wife had long suspected him of being unfaithful to her and was looking the other way. It even seemed to him that she, a worn-out, aged, no longer beautiful woman, not remarkable for anything, simple, merely a kind mother of a family, ought in all fairness to be indulgent. It turned out to be quite the opposite.

Wollt ihr denn gar nicht wissen, woran er gestorben ist?" Sir Ritchfield sah sie erstaunt an: "Er ist an dem Spaten gestorben. Du hättest das auch nicht überlebt, so ein schweres Eisending mitten durch den Leib. Kein Wunder, dass er tot ist." Sir Ritschfield schauderte ein bisschen. "Und woher den Spaten?" "Jemand hat ihn hineingesteckt." Für Sir Ritschfield war die Sache damit erledigt.