Quotes About Intrigue

Ooh conflict, the heart of any juicy story.

I care. I care about it all. It takes too much energy NOT to care...the WHY of why we are here is an intrigue for adolescents; the HOW is what must command the living. Which is why I have lately become an insurgent again.

Much ado was always made about secretive meetings.

What the devil is that?" Jack asked. Frannie eased around to see what Jack was staring at. Greystone's back bore a painting of an unusual creature with fire coming out of its mouth and wings spread wide.

A friend who had a very charming and dangerous brother.

thats why I insist that love itself is a mystery,which when allowed to haunt a man's mind,the power of reasoning itself may fail.

you sleep naked in my brain and I dare not rest

Bérénice ne pouvait s'empêcher d'allier à Paris frémissant, inconnu, mystérieux, ce grand garçon silencieux qui n'avait rien fait pour l'importuner, qui lui avait tout juste passé les plats à table, mais dont elle avait une fois rencontré le regard.

Once somebody's aware of a plot, it's like a bone sticking out. If it breaks through the skin, it's very ugly.

Wat is er aanlokkender, geheimzinniger, duivelser dan een verboden boek?

Human minds are more full of mysteries than any written book and more changeable than the cloud shapes in the air.

If I ever bore you, it'll be with a knife.

YOU CAN'T BE TOO OLD TO SPY EXCEPT IF YOU WERE FIFTY YOU MIGHT FALL OFF A FIRE ESCAPE, BUT YOU COULD SPY AROUND ON THE GROUND A LOT.

Life is very strange.

Two of the men tiptoed to the pile of brush. One of them

Now he had her full attention. Not only because she wanted to know what had happened, but because anyone who'd get up at two in the morning to smack a melon in the dark deserved attention. Perhaps even medical attention.

Jeez," said Beauvoir. "The Inquisition. I didn't expect that." "No one does," said Gamache.

They stared ahead. Silent. Morin had never realized murderers were caught in silence. But they were.

Champlain missing was so much more potent than Champlain found.

Why did he kill his own mother?' Ruth asked. 'The oldest story in the book,' said Gamache. 'Ben was a male prostitute?' Gabri exclaimed. 'That's the oldest profession. Where do you keep your head?' asked Ruth. 'Never mind, don't answer that.

We knew who would want him found, Dr Croix, but who wants him to remain buried?

After more than a thousand years," he continued, "an enemy finally broke through. Not because of superior firepower. Not because the Manchus were better fighters or strategists. They weren't. The Manchus breached the Great Wall and took Beijing because someone opened a gate. From the inside. As simple as that. A general, a traitor, let them in and an empire fell.

Jean Guy Beauvoir was loosely wrapped but tightly wound.

the police were not the evil ones. The snake was already here.