Quotes About Mystery

My shoes made an odd, clacking sound on the cobblestones of the courtyard, no matter how quietly I placed my feet. It was like being followed by the audible manifestation of my own shadow.

His brown eyes were set back in deep hollows, as though he looked out from a place of shadow on all the verities of the world.

A truth that no one knows is still the truth.

The story told, true or fabled, was that Rock was back in the pool house, taking a shower, when the lights went out. Suddenly he felt the warm, naked body of Joan Crawford beside him. "Sssh, baby," she whispered, "close your eyes and pretend I'm Clark Gable.*4

There is an implicit recognition here that important things in life are not always immediately visible, and can't always be named, or even fully understood. Others still are entirely imaginary -- like a red tree growing suddenly in a room -- although this does not make them any less real.

Michael Connelly (The Drop, 2011)

She walked as if she had nothing in mind but her destination—or something beyond it—staring ahead with Mama's elongated black eyes, glossy with a kind of circumspect longing.

Whether I want kids is a secret I keep from myself—it is the greatest secret I keep from myself.

She was full of sultry grace With her heavy, red lips and her soft, dark curls.

Before her body is found floating in her Jacuzzi, publicist to the stars Lindsey Alexander had few friends, but plenty of lovers. To her ex-friend Claudia, she was a ruthless, backstabbing manipulator. But even Claudia is shocked by Lindsey's startling final note: It was fun while it lasted.

Sheila Lowe is the Kathy Reichs of forensic handwriting—a rip-roaring read.

Sheila Sweeny Higginson

The word is a flame burning in a dark glass.

And the killer knows you and doesn't know how much you've figured out.

Life is lived forwards and understood backwards. The mystery of where all the jigsaw pieces fit together is still unfolding and for that I am, and will always be, more than happy

He isn't the kind of doctor you'd call if you're sick. He is, however, the kind of doctor you'd call if you're dead.

Sheldon Siegel

Why was she sitting in a tree?" "She was hiding from the organ thieves." Ric blinked. "Sorry?" "Do you really want me to explain it?" "Not particularly.

if I were you, I wouldn't try and track her down." "Why not?" "Because when it comes to Dee, you're better off not knowing where she's going or what she's up to. You'll only have to lie to the authorities later.

She never discussed her past in detail, but a few tidbits she'd dropped here and there over the last few months they'd all been hanging together convinced Ronnie and Sissy that the woman hadn't merely lived on the wild side, but instead owned prime real estate there.

I'm here with Eggie." All eyes focused on Ric and he suddenly felt like he'd just been handed a speedy death sentence. "Not for that!" Miss Darla gasped, then added with a firm nod. "Don't you worry one bit, Ulrich. I made Eggie fill in that shallow grave before we drove up here." Lock grimaced and Ric swallowed. "Thank you?

Guys are so transparent most of the time. Unless, of course, they're dating you, in which case they are utter mysteries.

He taught only one class: 'Unlikely Maths'. But since the time was listed as "now" and the place, "everywhere," this was hardly helpful in tracking him down.

The flood of time is rolling on; We stand upon its brink, whilst they are gone To glide in peace down death's mysterious stream. Have ye done well?