Quotes About Mystery

Who'd want to cyanide Brant Fitzhugh?" "You know, I was just wondering the same thing. Strangely, it's our job to figure that out.

Running a bit behind today," he told them. "Sent off for tox as you'd flagged that. Shouldn't take long." She glanced down at the body. Morris hadn't yet made his Y cut. "What can you tell me just from the visual?" "Lieutenant, this woman is dead." "Peabody, note that down. We've got a dead woman.

Three may keep a secret, if two of them are dead. —Benjamin Franklin

People speak of the heart, Lieutenant, but it's the brain that holds all the magic and mystery of the human species. It elevates us, separates us, defines us as individuals. And the secrets of it—well, it's doubtful we'll ever know them all.

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Eliza Lane might have drunk

I couldn't have. I don't know what happened.' 'Tell me what you do know.

Thoughts, ideas, music, desires, poetry, anger, hate. People speak of the heart, Lieutenant, but it's the brain that holds all the magic and mystery of the human species. It elevates us, separates us, defines us as individuals. And the secrets of it—well, it's doubtful we'll ever know them all. See here.

He'd spent nearly two hours with her before he'd killed her, and nearly an hour more after she'd been dead. Yet he hadn't left a trace. Clever boy.

dark and deep in her eyes. He'd opened his mouth without any idea what he would

Dallas, Lieutenant Eve, and aide, Peabody

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I need to see you again. Her pulse jumped, as if it had nothing to do with the rest of her. Roarke, what's going on here? Lieutenant. He leaned forward, touched his lips to hers. Indications are we're having a romance. Then he laughed, kissed her again, hard and quick. I believe I could have held a gun to your head and you wouldn't have looked as terrified. Well, you'll have several days to think it through, won't you? She had a feeling several years wouldn't be enough.

Lawyers and shrinks and suspects." "Oh my.

So much went on in this small mass," Morris murmured. "Thoughts, ideas, music, desires, poetry, anger, hate. People speak of the heart, Lieutenant, but it's the brain that holds all the magic and mystery of the human species. It elevates us, separates us, defines us as individuals. And the secrets of it—well, it's doubtful we'll ever know them all.

You've got a knack for the dead and the innocent.

See? It's senseless. How can you lose an hour? Where does it go? Can someone else find it? Does it get reported to the Lost Time Division?

turbulent eyes. "I didn't realize.

over the face in the picture. "Except for one thing." "Let me

Life was easier when all I had to do was think about murder.

The heart and the brain don't always mesh, do they? I know your heart, darling Eve, but your brain still has some mysterious corners.

Alone, Roarke took the gray fabric button from his pocket, the one he'd found on the floor of his limo. The one that had fallen from the jacket of that drab gray suit she'd worn the first time he'd seen her.

life was full of the ludicrous that ended in bloody murder.

anything to see. I want uniforms canvassing again in the