Quotes About Intrigue

Beautiful is mysterious. It tells us that there's so much more than what we're seeing or learning. And that's why we're drawn to it. Because we want to know the part we're not seeing or hearing.

We all contain mysteries, especially when seen from the inside.

Its a fine line between love and stalking.

I immediately suspected there was much more to it than was being said.

We all contain mysteries, especially when seen from the outside.

No! Tony/Toni/Toné exclaims. I saw the two of you canoodling. You're a regular Johnny Castle. I have no idea who Johnny Castle is, but I definitely approve of the name.

They certainly won't think she's been taken over by the devil. If anything, they're suspicious that the devil's taken a day off.

She caught me looking at her. 'What?' she asked. 'Your lightness,' I said, hardly knowing what I was saying. 'It's disarming.

It wasn't enough to pass him as we were heading to your house or cutting over to the library. Soon you had to have sightings in the halls too. Then sightings turned to spying, and spying to stalking. You could tell me how many pairs of jeans he owned before you officially knew his name.

And now it's some other guy's hands that are thumbing their way over Joey's face and down Dee Dee's chin and—oh, fucking hell—dropping down between the A and the M, going right for the V under the H&M-meets-S&M miniskirt.

I don't know what I thought I'd find by breaking in here.

In a Town like Twin Peaks noone is innocent

I love going into another world, and I love mysteries. So I don't really like to know very much ahead of time. I like the feeling of dicovery.

One never does solve what it is about watching fires, really.

Watch tonight's episode. Someone might die.

Often I'd take out my magnifying glass and stare into the chaos that was her face.

Every clue was italicized with a burst of surging trumpets, and under questioning, the suspects snapped like toothpicks, buckling in less time than it took to soft-boil an egg.

How can you not want to know what your parasites are talking about?

In a roomful of shouting people, the one who whispers becomes interesting.

You don't pock with the Dark Lord of the Sixth, Julian said.

am reading the Aldrich Ames spy Saga 1995 wherin Aldrich Ames one of the cold ward war's biggest moles in the cia was hunted and captured-love this kind of book,cant put it down

Too much mystery is merely an annoyance. Too much adventure is exhausting. And a little terror goes a long way.

like a scene from the swamps of Louisiana or the mind of Poe on opium.

Readers will easily recognize the cover of a book they've read, but in a cafe that man over there, is that...is that...well, it's hard to tell - doesn't he have long hair? - oh, he's gone.