Quotes About Intrigue

Michael Jackson is the ultimate traffic accident. People can't take their eyes off him.

I have a long-standing interest in what I like to think of as 'forbidden knowledge:' methods of unarmed killing, lock picking, breaking and entry, spy stuff, and other things that the government wants only a few select individuals to know.

I don't know much about 'Katy Keene,' but it sounds unbelievable.

Even before my audition, there were several pages missing from my script because those bits were so unbelievably secret not even I was allowed to see them.

The XCX really stands for 'kiss Charli kiss,' which is unbelievably crap.

I mean, the type of art that I enjoy is art that - I enjoy a very broad spectrum, but I especially like art that leaves me a little confused and uncertain as to what just happened.

I find it very interesting to keep people uncertain about what is what and figure it out as they go.

That meddling in other people's affairs...formerly conducted by the most discreet intrigue is now openly advocated under the name of intervention.

I'm kind of a weirdo; I love prison movies and war movies.

He's an enigma wrapped up in sensuality padlocked with a dozen chains of desire and topped off with a razor-sharp ribbon of danger. There are more layers to him than a billionaire's wedding cake.

Cæsar might have married her [Cleopatra], but he had a wife at home. There's always something.

Trent I don't want you to be the guy in the PG-13 movie everyone's *really* hoping makes it happen. I want you to be like the guy in the rated R movie, you know, the guy you're not sure whether or not you like yet. You're not sure where he's coming from. Okay You're a bad man. You're a bad man. You're a bad man, bad man.

Many a secret that cannot be pried out by curiosity can be drawn out by indifference.

Countess Judith kept her husband's head in a box. At night it perched on the pillow by her side, at meals it sat on the board by her plate, and her household feared it almost as much as they feared her. She talked to it, they whispered among themselves, and who was to say it didn't answer.

Where Sir Simon had got her with child.

Here a hint, there a clue, and ever more unanswered questions.

Hun himlet med øynene og viftet dramatisk med armene. Kommer hun til å gi etter for ham, og besvime i hans sterke armer? Eller vil hun sky ham, la ham subbe seg tilbake til Brizzie med halen mellom beina? Hun smilte ertende. Følg med i neste episode.

Dennis killed me!

This girl: she bent reality around her like a lens bending light, she pleated it into so many flickering layers that you could never tell which one you were looking at, the longer you stared the dizzier you got.

A breath of sound across the landing, almost imperceptible, like a shadow moving against blackness; then nothing.

Frank told me once--and I don't know whether he's right or not, and I didn't tell Sam this either--that all the best undercovers have a dark thread woven into them, somewhere.

no matter how hard I try to stamp it down, part of me is picturing Sophie's guy cracking the password and coming up with both hands full of pics of Aislinn riding Cueball Lanigan, with Breslin counting cash in the background.

The clothes felt like something more: fine chain-mail armor handmade to fit me, or robes laid out ready for some fiercely secret ceremony. They made my palms tingle when I touched them.

Who who whose smell in the air of her room, whose fingerprints all over her friends' secret places.