Quotes About Suspicion

Be suspicious of people who have, or crave, power. Never, ever go near power. Don't become friends with anyone who has real power. It's dangerous.

The truth was that all men having power ought to be distrusted to a certain degree.

No matter how paranoid or conspiracy-minded you are, what the government is actually doing is worse than you imagine.

He that first cries out stop thief, is often he that has stolen the treasure.

I don't care how paranoid and irrational this makes me sound, but I know for a fact that the people of Paris want me dead.

Character is a superstition, a wretched fetish. Once a year wouldn't be too often to seize upon sinners whose blameless life has placed them above suspicion, and turn them inside out before the community, so as to show people how the smoke of the Pit had been quietly blackening their interior.

be suspicious of any [theological] position that fulfills all our heart's desires.

I passed through the short chancel, and reached the step that led up to the small gate in the chancel-rail. I threw the beam from my lantern upon the dagger. Yes, I thought, it's all right. Abruptly, it seemed to me that there was something wanting, and I leaned forward over the chancel-gate to peer, holding the light high. My suspicion was hideously correct. The dagger had gone. Only the cross-shaped sheath hung there above the altar.

In the years after the death of Petrus, Hillegond had refused all offers of marriage, certain that her knowledge of men, despite her uncountable intimate encounters with them, was seriously bescrewed. Further, she grew certain from a recurring nightmare that should she ever consider a man as a second spouse, he would strangle her in her bed with a ligature.

close behind him and listened in on their conversation.

What about you, Mr. Glover. The smartest man in the room is usually the quietest. What do you think about all this?" "I think you killed your wife.

Somebody stitched three holes in a line across that boy's chest and left nothing to indicate who or why.

Well," he said, "it's a very circumstantial case. There's the thumbprint,

I had suspected there might be some shoe discarding so I made sure my socks were without holes that day.

No." It was then Christine went back to her kitchen, to finish the luncheon dishes there; but her suspicions were now aroused, and she wondered why the child had asked her strange question, for she knew now, and had known for a long time, that Rhoda asked nothing idly, for the pleasure of hearing her own voice, as other children did.

There was this guy lying on the couch," Laila recalled. "I had no idea who he was. I just remember thinking, 'Uh-oh.' I had this feeling as if a bomb had dropped. I kind of knew from the second I saw him that I would either love him or hate him.

The best surveillance is when everyone suspects that they're being watched all the time. The government then doesn't even have to watch the cameras—they need only let people believe someone might be watching.

Anything that sounds or looks beautiful would seem to that crowd to be merely pretty, shallow, and therefore deeply suspect—morally suspect, even, I found out. Noise, for them, is deep; beauty shallow.

Hay que desconfiar de los tipos que te meten la nariz en la boca.

Reginald Wingate… wrote that "Moslems in general have hitherto regarded the Hejaz revolt, and our share in it, with suspicion or dislike"; an that it was important to make Hussein look as though he had not been a failure in order to keep Britain from looking bad.

Some view it as too close to submission; others associate it with codependence or an abdication of personal power. Consequently, the notion of surrendering to anything or anyone has become suspect.

Somebody should have warned the Trojans. Beware of gifts bearing Greeks.

Just go along with it, he told himself. You get involved with the Night Squad, there's no telling what they might do, even though they work from city hall and are listed officially as policemen.

The main political reaction to our awareness that half the time we are engaged in utterly meaningless or even counterproductive activities—usually under the orders of a person we dislike—is to rankle with resentment over the fact there might be others out there who are not in the same trap. As a result, hatred, resentment, and suspicion have become the glue that holds society together. This is a disastrous state of affairs. I wish it to end.