Quotes About Mystery

We have seven people who knew the skewers were there: the wedding planner, the reception hall manager, the dressmaker, the florist, the veil-maker, the cake-maker, and the caterer. I haven't ruled out the butcher, the baker, and the candlestick maker, either.

A stab in the dark sometimes brought blood.

Mientras tanto, en este lado de la mesa se siente mucha atracción. ¿Qué se siente en el suyo?

because there may be a few coincidences in life, but none in crime. Everything has a motive.

A small village lay just over the farthest hill. When he had to feed, he went there. And when he left after feeding, the people he'd met, even those he'd fed upon, immediately forgot he'd been there at all. Every time he entered the village, the residents greeted him as a new visitor. That was his power, his curse, his salvation; no one remembered him.

heaven or hell...She couldn't tell one from the other.

Why is it so important that you know right now who he is? If he lives, you can ask him. If he dies—" She halted abruptly.

bathroom, moving like a woman in a trance.

He was floating with his head down, blood streaming from a bullet hole in the back of his neck.

My thoughts are not your thoughts, and my ways are not your ways. . . . Just as the heavens are higher than the earth, so my ways are higher than your ways, and my thoughts are higher than your thoughts" (Isaiah 55:8-9).

She looked over at him, her eyes warm. "Your face has a story to tell." Mouth quirking, Roan growled, "It's a top-secret face, Darlin'.

She took his finger and placed a small kiss on the end of it. "You're just full of surprises, Taggart." She saw him give her a very pleased male smile. "Stick around, Darlin', there's more to me than meets your eyes." "Should I be afraid?

You know nothing about me, Falco, she muttered in a low voice. I whipped back, more intensely than I meant, But oh my soul, I wanted to find out!

Curiosity is a terrible inducement.

Her name was Cassiana Clara.

I don't know if you or I exist, but somewhere there are poems about us.

In Austin, someone has scrawled on the bathroom wall of a cafe on Congress Street, 'I don't know if you or I exist, but somewhere there are poems about us.

Alex said, his voice subdued, tense. "So it would seem," D.D.

Basically, that snapshot the smart fridge took to help you figure out what fruit to buy might also include a view of your ex-husband's dead body, which you'd planned on burying later in the day with the shovel Alexa had ordered for you from Amazon.

I was so sure Livia was the missing link. Knowing about her involvement now, you'd load up these videos, we'd spy her hat, her face, something and kapow! All the pieces of the puzzle would fall into place.

In the vast majority of cases the secret society symbolism hearkens from two places - Ireland and Egypt.

A secret society within a secret society.

Milligan! Come and tell us why you're so dreadfully glum!" ~ Constance, The Mysterious Benedict Society

There's nothing routine about 'Boardwalk Empire.' It's like being in some secret society where they call you up and tell you where to go: 'Meet us at the corner of such and so.'