Quotes About Intrigue

The Sphinx must solve her own riddle.

Four snakes gliding up and down a hollow for no purpose that I could see - not to eat, not for love, but only gliding.

curiosity and command attention, attracting us first by their beauty.

There must be something in books, things we can't imagine, to make a woman stay in a burning house; there must be something there. You don't stay for nothing.

They whispered to Caesar that he was mortal, then sold daggers at half-price in the grand March sale.

By the pricking of my thumbs, Something wicked this way comes. So vague, yet so immense. He did not want to live with it. Yet he knew that, during this night, unless he lived with it very well, he might have to live with it all the rest of his life.

He had felt that a moment before his making the turn, someone had been there. The air seemed charged with a special calm as if someone had waited there, quietly, and only a moment before he came, simply turned to a shadow and let him through. Perhaps his nose detected a faint perfume, perhaps the skin on the backs of his hands, on his face, felt the temperature rise at this one spot where a person's standing might raise the immediate atmosphere ten degrees for an instant.

Leaning into the wall as if all of the hunger of looking would find the secret of her sleepless unease there.

You weren't there, you didn't see,' he said. 'There must be something in books, things we can't imagine, to make a woman stay in a burning house; there must be something there. You don't stay for nothing.

The woman knew every language and every word in every language. She spoke with fire and alcohol and smoke.

There must be something in books, things we can't imagine, to make a woman stay in a burning house; there must be something there. You don't stay for nothing.

People on Earth have talked about this man for twenty centuries after he walked through the old world. We've all wanted to see him and hear him, and never had the chance. And now, today, we just missed seeing him by a few hours.

Tiene que haber algo en los libros, cosas que no podemos imaginar, para que una mujer se deje quemar viva. Tiene que haber algo. Uno no muere por nada.

?t ph?i có cái gì Ä'ó trong nh?ng cu?n sách, nh?ng th? ta không th? hình dung, nó khi?n cho ng??i Ä'àn bà ? l?i trong c?n nhà cháy, ph?i có cái gì ??y ? trong Ä'ó. Em ? l?i Ä'âu ph?i ch?ng vì má»™t cái gì.

The fascination of the abomination.

It was a dark story.

would be interesting for science to watch the mental changes of individuals, on the spot.' I felt I was becoming scientifically interesting.

leading questions as to my acquaintances in the sepulchral city, and so on. His little eyes glittered

The fascination of the abomination—you know.

Mr Verloc was going westward through a town without shadows in an atmosphere of powdered old gold

We penetrated deeper and deeper into the heart of darkness. It was very quiet there.

it is before you—smiling, frowning, inviting, grand, mean, insipid, or savage, and always mute with an air of whispering, 'Come and find out.' This one was almost featureless, as if still in the

brillaban como discos de mica, con curiosidad, aunque manteniendo su general

There is no occupation that fails a man more completely than that of a secret agent of police. It's like your horse suddenly falling dead under you in the midst of an uninhabited and thirsty plain.