Quotes About Intrigue

His own cabinat of cuoriositie

Maya's, Romeinen en T-rexen. Wat was hier aan de hand?

Kowalski pulled his long coat back on and jostled his body to settle everything in place. His ankle-length duster could hide enough weapons to invade a small third-world country.

December 19, 2:02 A.M. CET Crypts below Vatican City   Rhun lurched up and away. His head smashed against smooth stone. The blow opened a wound on his temple and knocked him back into the scalding bath of wine with a splash. He had awakened like this many times, trapped inside a stone sarcophagus

Laat nog eens wat zien.' 'Pinder, hij is geen getrainde duikelaap die een dansje maakt voor een handvol nootjes.' Toch zag Jake hoe Marika probeerde haar eigen nieuwsgierig te verbergen. Hij zag ook dat haar groene ogen het licht weerkaatsten als smaragden. 'Ik kan jullie wel een paar dingen laten zien,' zei Jake. 'Dat hoeft niet,' zei Marika, maar ze fleurde helemaal op.

Pini Lupi... Pene Lope. - Jake

Jake,' zei de vrouw... 'Mam...

Oh... It's a thing.

Captain, someone is stealing the Enterprise.

His smile grew into a feral grin. "Beyond all this… and into the mirror.

almost exquisite, the slight madness

She wasn't much to look at but she was something to think about.

Boys are beyond the range of anybody's sure understanding, at least when they are between the ages of 18 months and 90 years.

to make it seem something more, in short, than my own fatal tendency to try to make interesting people good

I called, my voice false-sounding and hoarse, slipping the painting into an extra pillowcase and hiding it under the bed before hurrying out of the room.

enough to show the black

the minibar cart, even church clocks tolling the hour, de Westertoren, Krijtberg, a dark edge to the clangor, an inwrought fairy-tale sense of doom. By day I sat on the foot of the bed straining to puzzle out the Dutch-language

I love this painting because it speaks to all mankind.' That's not the reason anyone loves a piece of art. It's a secret whisper from an alleyway. Psst, you. Hey kid. Yes you.

Henry tells me that this particular sort of mushroom was a great favorite of the emperor Claudius. Interesting, because you remember how Claudius died." I did remember. Agrippina had slipped a poisoned one into his dish one night.

She, I thought, was very beautiful, in an unsettling, almost medieval way which would not be apparent to the casual observer.

Then Henry spoke. His words were low but deliberate and distinct. Should I do what is necessary? To my surprise, Julian took both Henry's hands in his own. You should only, ever, do what is necessary, he said. What, I thought, the hell is going on? I stood at the top of the stairs, trying not to make a sound, wanting to leave before they saw me but afraid to make a move. To my utter, utter surprise Henry leaned over and gave Julian a quick little businesslike kiss on the cheek.

Although, I do have to say, it was difficult to imagine him

A world of ticking clocks and creaking floorboards.

There will be some one at the White House whom you will like more than me," Roosevelt had predicted during his final meeting with the press corps, "but not one who will interest you more.