Quotes About Suspicion

You know, Shane said twenty minutes later, I'd feel a whole lot better about the two of us if you didn't think I was the go-to guy for breaking and entering.

You can't be serious," Eve said. "Guys. People get eaten in places like this. At the very least, we get locked in a room and terrible, evil things get done to us and put on the Internet. I've seen the movies." Eve," Michael said. "Horror movies are not documentaries.

Eve was still frowning at the pasta like she suspected it was going to do something clever, like try to escape from the pot.

will you be so kind as to provide me with a few places where I might look for a murderer? The mirror's a great place to start

I'd feel a whole lot better about the two of us if you didn't think I was the go-to guy for breaking and entering.

I can smell the crazy on that man from here. I have a nose for it.

You're sure he's not a vampire?' Claire said.'I've seen movies. They're sneaky.' She was kidding. Eve didn't smile.

Shane's head suddenly snapped around, and he turned his whole body after it, facing Myrnin and took a step toward him. He said, in a voice tight with fury, Would that be the dead guard in our damn basement? Well, of course, how many dead guards could there be? Why, did you kill one, too? Wasteful.

You know,' Shane said twenty minutes later, 'I'd feel a whole lot better about the two of us if you didn't think i was the go-to guy for breaking and entering.' She felt a flash of guilt about the breaking-and-entering part -but she had called him- just before her heart did a funny little painful flip and she heard him say again in her head THE TWO OF US.

Why the hell is Sam Cade here in handcuffs?

The world was too full of wastrels and waifs, sycophants and spies—all of whom put words to the wrong use, who made everything that was said or written suspect.

Josef: Why haven't you killed them? Mick: There's more than one suspect.. Josef: So kill them all.

the nip that twitches through your blood is the chill of the sudden suspicion that you are a stranger in a strange land.

there were two types of survivors in life: those, like her, who found the requisite strength in having once been loved with great intensity; and those who, having not been loved, learned to thrive on hatred, suspicion, and the meager rewards of revenge. They were at once scornful of the need for human feeling and envious of the capacity for it.

There will be something very wrong with any place we go.

Malevolence and paranoia cohabit in a twisted mind. Bad men trust no one because they know the treachery of which they themselves are capable.

I guess I need to get my paranoid on.

The envious among them corrupted all of their kind, seeding suspicion and resentment that became hatred, which they called a virtue, bitter hatred so destructive that they brought Earth to ruin.

Well, I guess if you were going to spin me up in a cocoon or plant an egg in my brain or kill me, you'd have done it already. Come on in. Can I get you coffee or anything?

Over the years, he'd been bitten three times, and every dog that had ever crossed his path had looked at him as though it wanted not only to bite him but to tear out his throat. All dogs looked at him the way wise cops looked at him, the way attractive women with street smarts looked at him, the way mothers with tender young daughters looked at him: with suspicion, disgust, and contempt.

Nevertheless, he didn't take offense at being an object of suspicion, because such scrutiny was a wise protocol. Ganesh Patel rarely took offense at anything; to do so was a waste of emotional energy. Nor did he grow impatient about the delay, for impatience was a characteristic of those who didn't understand that time flowed to a purpose that neither impatience nor haste could change for the better, though often for the worse.

or some federal black-op outfit with no name, that is more problematic.

Most likely, she's witnessing not an escape, but a penetration.

When danger can be sensed but not identified, then everyone and everything becomes a source of concern; the world from horizon to horizon seems hostile.