Mystery Thriller Quotes
Mystery Thriller Quote of the day
Writing the middle of a novel is a lot like driving through Texas. You think it's never going to end, and the scenery looks the same.
It’s a hard thing to accept that someone wants you dead. It forces you to decide if you have anything worth living for.
Why did you shoot him?""You weren't around, " I replied, my teeth gritted in pain. "If you'd been here I'd have shot you instead.
People never think of a child as being a monster, because if they did, they would never be able to sleep at night. Children are where lies peoples hopes, dreams, innocence... Not where lies murder.
What's the best place to hide a car? In an airport long-term lot. Like where's the best place to hide a grain of sand? On the beach
He avoided small talk at the best of times and this, unquestionably, was a million horrific miles from the best of times.
What’s the hurry? From my experience, dead bodies don’t get any deader.
I've deprived my family in order to buy books. No doubt there is a special punishment in hell for such self-indulgence. Perhaps I shall be struck with blindness among the rarest known to men.
Lord, I'll embrace whatever it is you want me to do, but please, please let me know what it is." - Father Kevin Thrall.
Calvi was sobbing. This couldn't be! A moment ago the Pope was healthy, smiling. How could His Holiness be no longer? Only a month into his papacy!
It is the Valley of Fear, the Valley of Death. The terror is in the hearts of the people from the dusk to the dawn. Wait, young man, and you will learn for yourself.---Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
And to think I could be at home cleaning the cat box, " Esther Charlemagne said. "Watching for a Peeping Tom is so much better."~ Chapter 2 The Night Shadow by Cheri Vause
Faithfully, Calvi was following the rules to the letter. He knew one thing: Whatever was in that document had caused the death of the leader of the Catholic Church. Who’d be next?
A good tanto is a nasty thing, and when the point entered a human neck, it was like the last period in a biography.
Sometimes the closer you are to the truth, the harder it is to see.
She was the kind of woman a person could die over or kill over.
There are a few rules in investigations, and one is to never cringe at the person’s appearance that you’re about to pump for info.
Sometimes, we miss the truth when it's right in front of us, she thought. Sometimes the closer we are, the harder it is to see.
Red glowing eyes... No one could see her. No one could hear her. No one was coming to save her. Because Death had come sooner than expected.
She would not have another man push her aside like some appetizer, there to wet his whistle only to be left once the main dish arrived.No more. She pushed her thumb into his throat a little harder.
Did you mean what you said before? About the dead hanging around? You really believe it?
I look away, but we've caught each other. And I know this wasn't just a ghost story to him, even if it was to the others.
The blank sheet stares up at me, its emptiness like a slap. Those were the last words Ginny ever wrote before she and her family were murdered.
