Quotes About Intrigue

opened the front door with my left hand, my gun cocked in my right. A little man leaned toward me, peering into the fog with intent dead eyes. I caught him before he fell out. I'd been feeling death in my bones for twenty-four hours.

chapter 5   I pressed the bell, and in a minute a rich female voice gurgled in the speaking-tube. "Who is it, please?" "Lew Archer. Is Morris home?

She looked up at the sun as if it were spying on her.

A door sprang open as if it knew Spanish

Nothing happened when I pressed the bellpush. I knocked on the door. Slowly, like twin bodies being dragged, footsteps approached the other side of it.

Ross Macdonald

Levi Sterling? He's a threat to the heart, the mind, the sanity, and quite possibly the virginity.

Referring to an event in an untold story is a powerful technique rarely used.

Live and "love to be fascinated.

The Devil whispered behind the leaves, "It's pretty, but is it Art?"

I do not know who lives here in my chest, or why the smile comes. I am not myself, more the bare green knob of a rose that lost every leaf and petal to the morning wind.

large black cat with bright, yellow eyes.

What could I do about finding a girl I had seen only twice, who had hardly spoken to me, and about whom I knew nothing—absolutely nothing—but for whom I felt a tenderness and responsibility that I had never felt before?

She saw that I was looking at her intently, but at first she pretended not to notice. She had pale skin, set off by shiny black hair and dark, troubled eyes. And then those eyes, searching and eloquent, met mine.

Christie, in particular, was a great one for the locked room mystery. The victim retires to his room, the door is locked from within, nothing has been forced open and yet the person has been shot or stabbed or clubbed to death. How did this happen? The question has been answered in various ingenious ways, usually involving a brilliant detective who can pick out clues the way you and I never could.

That meant she had to find a way to slip out of the townhouse again without being caught in her

What are these things that draw toward us, these visitors that hide among us

everybody puts their balls on her!

S. Hussain Zaidi

Much as you joke about it, it wouldn't do for anyone to find you here. My brothers are unpredictable, and Gran might just chase you around the manor with her cane.

Why would you think there was anything more between me and Mr. Pinter?" Because you blush when his name is mentioned. Because he follows you with his eyes. Because I do not know what to make of him, and that worries me.

Why did Mama say that? Had Papa made her angry again? He made her angry a lot. Gran said it was on account of his "hores." One time Celia asked Nurse what a hore was, and Nurse paddled her and told her that was a bad word. Then why did Papa have them?

He slipped into the hall, then nearly tripped over a man sitting in the middle. It was his friend Dr. Roget, whose project of grouping words by their types absorbed his every hour these days. Anthony tried to sneak past, but no such luck.

He had only one eye. How he had lost the other one I have never known.