Quotes About Intrigue

This thing called love was a total mystery to me, but the vagaries of passion and despair that accompanied each devotion kept my life in high drama.

I love the mystery behind things.

I always loved the idea of a spy movie and part of it came from my personal love of spy movies. It started when I was growing up as a little kid in the 60s.

Click. The door swung open. "Three," James said with a slightly self-satisfied smile. "Well done," Caroline said. He smiled back at her. "I've never met a woman or a lock that didn't love me.

Id love to own Newstead, partly because it belonged to Lord Byron, but also to try to uncover what dark secrets really lie beneath.

I'd love to play in, like, a 'Lord of the Rings,' or something like that, or a James Bond or, you know, just something like with action, shooting.

Everyone loves a mysterious country.

I love all of the government conspiracy stuff. I love all of the shady backroom White House dealings that are going on, and all of the politics involved. That kind of stuff is just fascinating to me.

Love is a mystery which, when solved, evaporates. The same holds for music.

I love not knowing. It keeps me guessing.

I wanted to write a story that was different than what I've done before - so I decided to write dual love stories that will keep the reader wondering how the stories will come together by the end.

He looked serious—worried, Erin decided—but as he crossed the street, his expression changed. He tilted his visored cap over one eye and leaned through the open car window. The coast is clear, sister, he said in a gangster whisper. Drop my raincoat over the loot, and I'll smuggle it in.

The man towered over her five-foot-four-inch frame by a good ten inches. He was big, dark and deadly-looking, with piercing ebony eyes and long, silky black hair secured in a ponytail. Dressed all in black—leather jacket, cotton shirt and jeans—he blended into the night like a prince of darkness. Rorie shuddered at the thought. Whoever or whatever this man was, he was danger personified.

Salamanders are interesting, and don't let anyone tell you otherwise.

We don't know if he ever left England. We don't know who his principal companions were or how he amused himself. His sexuality is an irreconcilable mystery. On only a handful of days in his life can we say with absolute certainty where he was.

Childe would almost certainly have been fascinated with Çatalhöyük because almost nothing about the place made sense.

puckerstoppled

My questioner is not the least bit deterred by the insults I've hurled. He is undoubtedly encouraged by the fact that his questions have now firmly found their place under my skin. He is looking at his notes again, at his flowchart of questions and follow-ups, while I try to calm myself.

New Rule: The Jacksons must trot out at least one family member who doesn't make us all ask, What went on in that house?

People pay more attention when they think you're up to something.

I liked things better when I didn't understand them.

Blaine L. Pardoe

Mac picked up a small saw and began cutting. The pathologist made a whimpering sound, like an artist who'd just seen someone take a can of spray paint to his masterpiece. "Yep," Mac said, holding up something small and bloody in his hands. "A transmitter.

We killed the sonofabitch," Roland said. "But then he just disappeared from the body bag." He didn't add that Neeley had kissed him, but his face flushed red at the memory. "So that's two people disappearing," Scout said. "Ivar and the sonofabitch.