Quotes About Suspicion

Light-heartedness always made Soames suspicious - there was generally some reason for it.

Toxic words corrupt and defile the mind. There are words of suspicion, words of bitterness, and words of death.

sympathetic. "Look, Clyde. We never found Alyssa. And the way this case has unfolded . . . people are asking questions." "About what?

The essence of dietrologia is that it dismisses the notion that anyone could act purely for reasons of moral conviction.

En la vida real era muy distinto. Todo el mundo es sospechoso. Todo el mundo está absorto.

Ya no oigo mis voces, de modo que ando un poco perdido. Sospecho que sabrían contar mucho mejor esta historia.

lo que había deseado. Con una última mirada calle arriba y abajo, salió del coche murmurando para sí que estaba paranoica y que era una imbécil y que no tenía nada que temer. De todos modos, abrió el buzón con cuidado como si temiera encontrar una serpiente venenosa enrollada en el interior. Lo primero que vio fue el sobre blanco encima de un catálogo a todo

Create delusion. Establish doubt. Feed paranoia.

Is my paranoia getting completely out of hand, or are you mongoloids really talking about me?

harmonoia n. an itchy sense of dread when life feels just a hint too peaceful—when everyone seems to get along suspiciously well, with an eerie stillness that makes you want to brace for the inevitable collapse, or burn it down yourself. From harmony + paranoia. Pronounced "hahr

Accustomed to the veneer of noise, to the shibboleths of promotion, public relations, and market research, society is suspicious of those who value silence.

Until we have a better relationship between private performance and the public truth, as was demonstrated with Watergate, we as the public are absolutely right to remain suspicious, contemptuous even, of the secrecy and the misinformation which is the digest of our news.

I worked for MI6 in the Sixties, during the great witch-hunts, when the shared paranoia of the Cold War gripped the services.

I don't want them hanging a double murder on me. It wouldn't look good on my school record.

Somehow when you see a politician kiss a baby, shake a hand -- kiss anything -- it is tainted.

As any parent can tell you, it's better to keep your mouth shut and your eyes open when you go looking for kids who are being unreasonably quiet. They're probably doing something they don't want you to see, and if they hear you coming, they'll hide the evidence. I

He felt eyes on him. He didn't turn to see if they were Jane's.

She hadn't trusted anyone, not since Patience. Not since Moon Morrow's confidential secretary had turned out to be not so confidential after all.

I wondered if it had eaten a suspect. If I had, I hoped the suspect deserved it. It seemed like a good cop, as such things went, and I'd hate to think less of it.

Garrett didn't miss the jeweled-serpent glitter in the man's eyes.

She glanced over her shoulder, pinning the hapless patrolman on a needle-pointed gaze, wondering which of her notories occupied his attention.

Coincidence was possible. But what was much more likely was enemy action.

He thought of Muire quoting poetry in the darkness, his own flip dismissal of the religion behind it, her pursuit of the Grey Wolf. He thought of the sword in her hand, and shook his head and snorted through his nose. Ridiculous. Ridiculous to imagine. The more ridiculous because he suspected he was right.

Alienor raised her eyebrows. "I can see straight through your ruse," she said. "Even if it is not plain on your face, Aimery de Niort is giving the game away." She glanced toward the young knight who was holding his own horse at the ready, his expression expectant and smug.