Quotes About Suspicion

One of the police found a garden chair that I could stand on and they eyed me suspiciously as I tried to slide through the window. The fleece that I was wearing was padding me out too much so I took it off. I tried again, and this time it was my pen, pen-torch and scissors in my shirt pocket that got in the way. I moved them into my trouser pocket. One of the police asked if it would help if I was buttered up. I pretended not to listen to him. Or the giggles of my crewmate.

Never trust a scarecrow wearin' shades after dark.

Those words—"Trust me, I'm a junkie"—should have been a clue right there.

They were asking me about my life, suggesting that I was insane, while they probably head up pedophilia rings.

What does he look like? Not big, not small, not short, not tall, not old not young, not dark nor blond. His eyes are the only thing that give him away; they're as mean as a snake's. We were all afraid of him. Sometimes we feared we might become as evil as him!

I fooled you, Ethel, I knew who you were all along. I can't believe you fell for that ma stuff. I just wanted to see if I could finally, finally make Ethel Rosenberg sing!

Stol på meg, frøken Aemelin, folk som man kan lure, liker man litt mindre.

When faced with remarkability, she wasn't sure she trusted it.

raised no suspicions, for not a minute earlier he had spied Captain Plugg, the diligent

Mountain was being watched by too many

Qibli was expecting Turtle to do something, and Turtle had a bad feeling that "something" wasn't "Turtle flying all the way back to the Kingdom of the Sea, finding a deep trench, and staying there forever.

Cricket snuck a sideways peek at the guards. The one who'd looked over must have seen

I'm sorry!" he yelped. "Sorry, sorry, sorry! I missed. Here, let me try again." She eyed him suspiciously. He looked not so much "deeply repentant," as "trying to hide his giggles.

Pike, Icicle, Flame, Onyx … if it wasn't one of them, who could it be?

And whoever it was … was planning a murder.

Father's eyes, like fragments of ice, studied Darkstalker's every scale, and Darkstalker could feel the cold, congealing weight of Father's resentment. "He looks every inch a NightWing," Father growled. "Not a shred of me in him at all." Suspicion,

Darkstalker spread his wings, looking deeply injured. His rage vanished as quickly as it had appeared. "It was not animus-touched. I didn't do anything to it at all. I just thought it was beautiful and that Fathom would like it. You have an overly suspicious mind, Violet." "Indigo," Fathom corrected him automatically, dazed.

I know you're lying but I can't say you are because you're the queen but maybe you should just admit it because my eyebrows are so onto you.

Aha," Rollan said. "I knew that boll weevil in my soup last night looked suspicious.

Wondering just how Mr Church thought he had deserved anything short of impalement, Stephen walked into the cabin.

Christ's blood in heaven, you ignorant, incompetent whey-faced nestlecock, do you think I am a hired spy, an informer? That I have a master, a paymaster, for God's love? You silly little man.

He could not feel at ease with gourmets and hedonists; they were a hostile species.

he is afraid of being falsely accused. Worried that if he looks afraid people will think he is a liar, he may try to conceal his fear so that

The object in America is to avoid contact, to treat all as foes unless they're known to be friends. Here you have a million crabs living in a million crevices.