Quotes About Mystery

She dropped her voice to a hoarse whisper that turned his blood to slush. "You will wake up and find me standing over your bed. You will see the flash of a blade before I plunger it into your heart. My face will be the last thing ever see.

Remember what I told you about family secrets." People will kill to keep them, she thought now as she looked at Marianne McGraw. The woman's rocking didn't change as Nikki stepped deeper into the room.

Before you leave, wouldn't you like the message Sarah's friend left for you?" She had already started for the door and now turned. "By all means." "He said he'd destroy your husband... after he killed you.

Stupid girl. Now she was going to have to die.

I want you to meet her. If for any reason you suspect anything strange about her ---" Hilde laughed. "I'll let you know if she tries to kill me.

He locked gazes with her. "I have to wonder why you aren't being straight with me. I hate getting myself killed without knowing why.

Lillie woke to darkness an instant before a large warm hand clamped down over her mouth…

I know what you're up to." "I doubt that." Hayes leaned toward her, his hand looping around the back of McKenzie's neck as he gently drew her to him. "Because if you could see what I was up to, then you'd know I was about to kiss you.

Brick stood silhouetted against the frozen lake through this front window. "Be careful. It sounds like you've got at least one killer out there. Someone who thought they'd gotten away with murder. It's easier to kill after the first time, they say.

Ever seen the play Arsenic and Old Lace?

There was a spider…

Anyway," he said, his gaze lifting to hers. "We're a team, right?" She couldn't help but smile. "That's us, one of the great detective couples. Like Nick and Nora." He mugged a face. "More like Bonnie and Clyde." "Emma Peel and John Steed." Tucker laughed. "Shaggy and Scooby Doo.

What were you doing out here?" He chuckled. "Looking for aliens. What else?

Last night, he'd had hell getting to sleep after what he'd discovered in Ginny's jewelry box. He hated to think what the note or the hidden locket meant. A part of him still wished he'd just put both back in the jewelry box where he'd found them.

You have the most incredible eyes. I feel as if I can look into your soul." Sid shivered. "Don't look too closely.

Man trying to understand God is like a toy trying to understand man.

We cannot describe it. We cannot reveal it. And when we do, we disappear.

Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is a mystery. And today? Today is a gift. That's why we call it the present.

You know Steve, you're not very hard to figure, only at times. Sometimes I know exactly what you're going to say. Most of the time. The other times ... the other times, you're just a stinker.

Mystique is rare now, isn't it? There aren't that many enigmas in this modern world.

I always have a notebook with me, I eavesdrop; I write down what people say. It's very rare that one of those things will provoke a story, but I think that that kind of paying attention all the time, and keeping everything open, lets the stories come in. But where they come from is still a mystery to me.

To read of a detective's daring finesse or ingenious stratagem is a rare joy.

Genius is rarely able to give any account of its own processes.

I will take to my grave with me the atmosphere of the first 'Cursed Child' preview, because no one knew anything. Only very rarely have I been able to deploy the phrase 'audible gasps.'