Quotes About Intrigue

He pointed to a door.

Jun Lloyd's been four times, once in the dead of night, and he says there's blood oozing out from under the front door, because Mr. Shank's stabbing everyone—

I don't know what ails Adelaide Addison. Isola says she is a blight because she likes being a blight— it gives her a sense of destiny.

no one even knows if she likes boys or girls, she won't tell anyone. People resent that about her, and Connell thinks that's why they tell the story, as a way of gawking at something they're not allowed to see.

'Eastern Promises' is great.

Most governments do have inbuilt biases in favour of the rich and powerful, and most do contain plenty of manipulators who love intrigue, who have lost whatever moral compass they may once have had and who protect themselves with steely cynicism.

You constantly felt like you wanted to protect her and that you wanted to save her and that's what made her attractive more so to women than even to men. That's why she's still with us. Marilyn Monroe never offended a woman.

Without the burdens and problems associated with fame and fortune, Lieh-tzu could live leisurely and be free to do what he liked and go where he wanted. To Lieh-tzu, being an unknown citizen was better than being a person of power and responsibility. In a time when politicians played games of intrigue, Lieh-tzu felt it was better to remain silent and be truthful to oneself.

She was daily surprised by the things he knew and the things he did not know; both, at the time, added to his attraction.

It was as though Banquo had turned host.

Her face was sad and lovely with bright things in it, bright eyes and a bright passionate mouth, but there was an excitement in her voice that men who had cared for her found difficult to forget.

Had his shim picks

He had waited five years and bought a mansion where he dispensed starlight to casual moths - so that he could 'come over' some afternoon to a stranger's garden.

Many nights he lay there dreaming awake of secret cafés in Mont Marte, where ivory women delved in romantic mysteries with diplomats and soldiers of fortune, while orchestras played Hungarian waltzes and the air was thick and exotic with intrigue and moonlight and adventure.

I suppose the latest thing is to sit back and let Mr. Nobody from Nowhere make love to your wife.

Her beauty climbed the rolling slope, it came into the room, rustling ghost-like through the curtains...

His dark eyes took me in, and I wondered what they would look like if he fell in love.

I see you're looking at my cuff buttons. I hadn't been looking at them, but I did now.

interested, I mean, with that intense personal interest to which every one has some vague right at the end

Her hair, drawn back off her ears, brushed her shoulders in such a way that the face seemed to have just emerged from it, as if this were the exact moment when she was coming from a wood into clear moonlight. The unknown yielded her up; Dick wished she had no background, that she was just a girl lost with no address save the night from which she had come.

Was everyone followed in the moonlight?

a negligée of robin's-egg blue laid out upon the bed diffused a faint perfume, elusive and familiar. On a chair were a pair of stockings and a street dress; an open powder box yawned upon the bureau. She had gone out.

One time he killed a man who had found out that he was nephew to Von Hindenburg and second cousin to the devil

I'll tell you a family secret," she whispered enthusiastically. "It's about the butler's nose. Do you want to hear about the butler's nose?" "That's why I came over to-night.