Quotes About Furtive

It was a stolen type of kiss.

He had a mop of unkempt hair dark as any wine-dark sea; a vague sense of coffeehouse revolutionary to him; and quick, furtive eyes that missed little. He was one of those uncomfortably intense men most people find a little unnerving, as if his rhythms were a little too rapid, or perhaps he was too quickly wired through synapse, or bore too many unforgivable grudges, or was too quick to haggle to the death over a nickel.

On the sly, scoping for love.

To avoid each other, their eyes had developed an amazing mobility with all the cunning of enemies fearful of meeting each other head on.

Another male patron skulked around the back like he was in the adult movie area at his local video store. Again

activity. Every cubicle held a desk operative, furtively

surreptitiously watching

He kept low and darted to another tree. He looked, he assumed, rather doofy - a guy six feet four inches tall and comfortably over two hundred pounds darting between bushes like something left on the cutting room floor of The Dirty Dozen.

He glanced furtively up and down the hallway. "Hodge too. Everyone wants to talk to me. Except you, I bet you don't want to talk to me," said Jace. "No," said Clary. "I want to eat. I'm starving.

You look furtive, my dear. I hope you haven't done any interfering in that quarter as well.

Bülow drew danger to himself by the excessive use of technique; he behaved like a spy because he enjoyed the trappings of conspiracy. He had been making the same furtive mistakes for such a long time that he believed they had preserved his life. No one else doubted that sooner or later they would kill him.

A lot of different people under the queer umbrella come together but Like there's something inherently queer about the heist genre, in some way. It's about just flying under the radar and procuring something furtively or, you know, that thing that is just so fun and high-stakes in the way that a lot of queer experiences are.

Irish politics are tribal, incestuous, tangled and furtive, incomprehensible even to many of the people involved.

Good! And what if you should happen to cough or to sneeze? A man who is making his escape does not cough or sneeze.

She had slit a tiny opening in the lining and slipped the thick envelope inside of it.

I smuggle, not snuggle.

So the being grows rings; identity becomes robust. What was fiery and furtive like a fling of grain cast into the air and blown hither and thither by wild gusts of life from every quarter is now methodical and orderly and flung with a purpose--so it seems.

Your face is a secret. Hiss, Hiss.

RULE 2: IF YOU WANT TO KEEP SOMETHING SECRET, DON'T LEAVE IT LYING AROUND.

If there's a back door somewhere, I take it. I try to get about without being noticed.

Into the face of the young man who sat on the terrace of the Hotel Magnifique at Cannes there had crept a look of furtive shame, the shifty hangdog look which announces that an Englishman is about to speak French.

It would have pained the immaculate Monty, could he have known that his prospective employer was picturing him at the moment as furtive, shifty-eyed, rat-like person of the gangster, type, liable at the first opportunity to sneak into the sties of innocent pigs and plant pineapple bombs in their bran-mash.

I felt like a thief with a bagful of stolen glances.

as thrilling as a child's game: the hiding, the secrets, the lies, the play-acting, the giggling satisfaction, the guilt, even the furtive sex itself.