Quotes About Mystery

Di solito non ho la sensazione di esistere. Ho l'impressione che una folata di vento possa spazzarmi via, facendomi scomparire per sempre, senza lasciare di me neppure un frammento di unghia. In certi giorni il pensiero mi pare rassicurante, in certi altri mi raggela. La sensazione di inconsistenza deriva, suppongo, dal fatto che so così poco del mio passato, o se non altro questa è la conclusione a cui arrivati gli strizzacervelli all'ospedale.

What have we done to each other? What will we do?

I'd found it strange and kind of cute, Amy's guilty pleasures, those cheesy true-crime books I'd discovered here and there around our house. I thought maybe she was loosening up, allowing herself some beach reading. Nope. She was just studying.

There's no 'When Your Wife Goes Missing 101.

that night the light was on in Ben's room and someone was talking.

She swayed slightly as I came through the door, like a ghost debating whether to vanish. She stayed.

I really believe Nick will come after me. I turn toward the house and see only a closed door.

the far side of the room, the anagram

Like a child, I picture opening her skull, unspooling her brain and sifting through it

It was him. The boy in 'I met a boy!

Gillian Flynn

I understand now why so many horror movies use that device—the mysterious knock on the door—because it has the weight of a nightmare. You don't know what's out there, yet you know you'll open it. You'll think what I think: No one bad ever knocks.

If she were alive, someone would need to return her. If she were dead, nature would have to give her up.

Fact: Somewhere around 2 a.m. on January 3, 1985, a person or persons killed three members of the Day family in their farmhouse in Kinnakee, Kansas. The deceased include Michelle Day, age ten; Debby Day, age nine; and the family matriarch, Patty Day, age thirty-two. Michelle Day was strangled; Debby Day died of axe wounds, Patty Day of two shotgun wounds, axe wounds, and deep cuts from a Bowie hunting knife.

Se me ha ocurrido regalarle a Nick un bonito par de esposas, pero puede que todavía no le parezca divertido.

don't tell mama...

serve as the Find Amy Dunne

Sometimes I feel it's his personal game, that he's in some sort of undeclared contest for impenetrability.

Instead, she'd let it get even more overgrown and cobwebbed. We'd always joked that it would be a good place to bury a body. It couldn't be.

Ça a toujours été le cas. Les gens voulaient toujours savoir : quel genre de femme se fait assassiner par son propre fils ?

Gillian Flynn

I mean, doesn't it seem like it could have been two people? Somehow? Michelle's murder was just—Your mom and Debby were like, uh, hunted down almost. But Michelle dies in her bed, covers pulled up. They have different feels to them. I think.

The Woman in White.

People always were , they always wanted to know, what kind of women gets slaughtered by her own son?