Quotes About Suspicion

I had been downright paranoid all afternoon, aware of everyone near me. By the time I went for the car, my neck and shoulders were knotted into one painful ache. The most frightening thing I'd seen all afternoon had been the prices on the designer clothing.

You did not bring down two of the royal guard in an unceremonious heap because the woman in the middle tripped.

Powerful and paranoid—it was a recipe for royalty.

My Spidey-sense had been tingling since I found the empty car. Sometimes it's not paranoia; it's just the truth.

Doc, I need to talk to my detective alone for a few minutes." Charleston smiled at the doctor as he said it, but it didn't quite reach his eyes. They showed that he was smiling for social convention and nothing else

He gave a little chuckle, but his eyes stayed wary and he did another glance around at all the men. His gaze came back to me and he showed me those suspicious cop eyes that said clearly I was full of shit and he didn't believe me. Didn't believe what, you might ask? He was a ten-year-plus veteran police officer; he didn't believe a damn thing that anyone told him.

If I walked into the police station with Tweedle-Punk and Tweedle Slut, it was going to raise the cop's antennae.

it felt a bit like five chapters into an Agatha Christie novel, everyone milling around, looking vaguely suspect.

The discovery suggested that an ambush might be in the making.

The suddenness of his death suggests that the arrow carried a poisoned tip.

Stalking the girls' softball team again?

With faces entirely invisible through suits, it was hard to be sure, but my impression was that he was watching me and copying my every move. I felt this proved he was intelligent.

Suspicion leads to bias, and bias doesn't lead to truth.

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

Are you afraid of me? Uh... yes.' The smile stayed fixed in place. 'You should be. You locked me in a refrigerator truck with three dead people. Sooner or later I'm going to get you for it.

There were people who said the Society of Cincinnati in the American revolution, of which George Washington was one of the shining lights, was a branch of the Illuminati.

Siempre y cuando uno no olvide que lo que antes era invisible -la cuota de intimidad de cada uno, la vida interior de todos- ahora es expuesto en la escena pública, uno comprenderá que quienes procuran la invisibilidad están condenados al rechazo, a la exclusión, condenados a ser sospechosos de algún crimen. La desnudez física, social y psíquica está a la orden del día.

Mientras que los beneficiarios de nuestra peligrosamente desequilibrada, inestable y poco equitativa globalización consideran su libertad sin freno el mejor medio para alcanzar su propia seguridad, sus víctimas directas o colaterales sospechan que su mayor obstáculo para ser libres (y para hacer uso de cualquier libertad que se les pudiera conceder) radica en la inseguridad, que viven como algo horrible y lamentable.

There is always a suspicion...that one is living a lie or a mistake; that something crucially important has been overlooked, missed, neglected, left untried, and unexplored; that a vital obligation to one's own authentic self has not been met or that some chances of unknown happiness completely different from any happiness experienced before have to been taken up in time and are bound to be lost forever if they continue to be neglected.

The hysteria of suspicion has made us unreliable to ourselves, trusting neither our aspirations nor our convictions. Suspiciousness, not skepticism, is the beginning of our thinking.

Believing everyone is dangerous, but believing nobody is more dangerous.

A paranoid man is a man who knows a little about what's going on.

You have used me strangely.

This is a sickness rooted and inherent in the nature of a tyranny: that he that holds it does not trust his friends.