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To his eyes all seemed beautiful, but to me a tinge of melancholy lay upon the countryside, which bore so clearly the mark of the waning year, Yellow leaves carpeted the lanes and fluttered down upon us as we passed, The rattle of our wheels died away as we drove through drifts of rotting vegetation--sad gifts, as it seemed to me, for Nature to throw before the carriage of the returning heir of the Baskervilles.
Arthur Conan Doyle
Oh how I've missed you, Holmes.
Arthur Conan Doyle
People are mysterious, even to themselves.
Frank Lentricchia
The finest thing in the world is knowing how to belong to oneself.Michel de Montaigne
Laurie Stevens
Alan Campbell opened one eye.From somewhere in remote distances, muffled beyond sight or sound, his soul crawled back painfully, through subterranean corridors, up into his body again. Toward the last it moved to a cacophony of hammers and lights. Then he was awake.The first eye was bad enough. But, when he opened his second eye, such as rush of anguish flowed through his brain that he hastily closed them again.
John Dickson Carr
Mrs. Murdo, walkind even more briskly to keep her spirits up, was crossing Harken Square when something fell to the pavement just in front of her with a terrific thump. How extraordinary, she thought, bending to pick it up. It was sort of a bundle. She began to untie it.
Jeanne DuPrau
How shall I typify what happened? Passion play? Somewhat. Weird tale? Indubitably. Horror story? Pretty close. Grotesque melodrama? Certainly. Black comedy? Your point of view will determine that. Perhaps it was a combination of them all... So, to the story. A chronicle of greed and cruelty, horror and rapacity, sadism and murder. Love, American style.
Richard Matheson
The less theorizing you do about God, the more receptive you are to His inpouring.
Meister Eckhart
The sounds of silence are a dim recollection now, like mystery, privacy and paying attention to one thing — or one person — at a time.
Maureen Dowd
I'm sixty-nine years old, and I have no plans to run for reelection. Do you think I give a damn?
John Hart
...heaven wouldn’t be like this earth, this tormented earth ruled by evil forces that tossed humanity to and fro like a slow clown in a two-bit rodeo.
Joe LaFlam
A fallow mind is a field of discontent.
John H. Cunningham
As far as I'm concerned, you can't beat a good whodunnit: the twists and turns, the clues and the red herrings and then, finally, the satisfaction of having everything explained to you in a way that makes you kick yourself because you hadn't seen it from the start.
Anthony Horowitz
Walking on a path of uncertainties, Shuffling on the probabilities of uncertainties, Waging on the possibilities of uncertainties, Waiting for the occurrences of uncertainties,Solving the mysteries of wandering uncertainties,We move, lead and live.
Pushpa Rana
Snowflakes swirl down gently in the deep blue haze beyond the window. The outside world is a dream.Inside, the fireplace is brightly lit, and the Yule log crackles with orange and crimson sparks.There’s a steaming mug in your hands, warming your fingers.There’s a friend seated across from you in the cozy chair, warming your heart.There is mystery unfolding.
Vera Nazarian
Mysteries are facts that haven't been formalized.
Toba Beta
I looked for any footmarks of course, but naturally, with all this rain, there wasn't a sign. Of course, if this were a detective story, there'd have been a convenient shower exactly an hour before the crime and a beautiful set of marks which could only have come there between two and three in the morning, but this being real life in a London November, you might as well expect footprints in Niagara. I searched the roofs right along—and came to the jolly conclusion that any person in any blessed flat in the blessed row might have done it.
Dorothy L. Sayers
Be careful what you say...you might end up in my next book!
Michele Lynn Seigfried
My life is my book, but I can't read it.
Marty Rubin
This is the day the Lord has made, suck it up and rejoice.
Donna White Glaser
You are not who you think you are.
Silvia Hartmann
Quoth the Raven," said a glitching voice from the phone. "Nevermore," said the man. "Then the game has started
Rao Umar Javed
You can't jump for the stars if your feet hurt. And when you get where you're going, you darn well better look great!
Dan Brown
It's weird when you wake of from a bad dream and everything is still bad.
Todd Strasser
You know, Watson, I don't mind confessing to you that I have always had an idea that I would have made a highly efficient criminal. --Sherlock Holmes
Arthur Conan Doyle
A farmer, as one of his farmer correspondents once wrote to Liberty Hyde Bailey, is "a dispenser of the 'Mysteries of God.'"The husband, unlike the "manager" or the would-be objective scientist, belongs inherently to the complexity and the mystery that is to be husbanded, and so the husbanding mind is both careful and humble.
Wendell Berry
On the Writing Process:"When in doubt, take it out.,
Barbara DaCosta
There's a large strain of irony in our human affairs... Interwoven with our affairs is this wonderful spirit of irony which prevents us from ever being utterly and irretrievably serious, from being unaware of the mysterious nature of our existence.
Malcolm Muggeridge
My name is Markowski. I carry a badge. Also a crucifix, some wooden stakes, a big vial of holy water, and a 9mm Beretta loaded with silver bullets.I was never a Boy Scout but "Be Prepared" is still a good motto to live by. Especially if you plan to keep living.
Justin Gustainis
Ah well that I can't tell you." Diana ducked her head so that the brim of her bonnet covered her face. "Some things must remain a mystery and for now I think I'll keep my opinion of you and your compliments to myself.
Anna Godbersen
As Daffy once said, the best place to hide a glum countenance is onstage at the opera.
Alan Bradley
Either you're going to shoot us or you're not. The ball always lands on red or black, never both.
V. Alexander
The good characters in my book are loosely based on folks I know. All the bad stuff is made up.
Mike Bove
She remembers this phrase from his final months of law school, when he brought home the books on starting up a business. He'd read ravenously for several weeks and then predicted: "Well, darling, we're going to be rich." Now he slaps shut the last of his books and announces, with equal assurance: "We're all going to die.
Jacob Appel
What’s the hurry? From my experience, dead bodies don’t get any deader.
David Harry
Tonight I’ve been dealing with a known killer, a male whore, a scam artist and now I’ve graduated to talking to a mayor. Who’s next? The President of the National Association of Rodents?
V. Alexander
Is this Jimmy Redstone?” the male voice at the other end of the line inquired. I couldn’t identify the voice. I didn’t recognize the number and the used car salesman tone didn’t do anything to reduce my annoyance at being interrupted during breakfast. “Who the hell you think would be answering his phone?” I snarled.
David Harry
In the darkest corner of a darkened room, all Sherlock Homes stories begin. In the pregnant dim of gaslight and smoke, Holmes would sit, digesting the day's papers, puffing on his long pipe, injecting himself with cocaine. He would pop smoke rings into the gloom, waiting for something, anything, to pierce into the belly of his study and release the promise of adventure; of clues to interpret; of, at last he would plead, a puzzle he could not solve. And after each story he would return here, into the dark room, and die day by day of boredom. The darkness of his study was his cage, but also the womb of his genius.
Graham Moore
Why didn't they ask the Evans?
Agatha Christie
It all depends on the robber's knowledge of the loser's knowledge of the robber. - Daupin
Edgar Allan Poe
She believed not in divine salvation but in the proposition that we poor mortals are fully capable of saving ourselves, if conditions and inclinations are right, and the evidence of this potential is found in the smallest of gestures, like the uncertain resting of a large hand on a bony shoulder.
Jeffery Deaver
I leveled the gun and fired until it was empty.
Rachel Brady
Success is not final, failure is not fatal. It is the courage to carry on that counts.Winston Churchill
H.A. Corby
I just completed The Tenth Circle. It is an excellent mystery story surrounding a family with modern day issues.
Jodi Picoult
My mother believed in all superstitions, plus she made some up.
Donald E. Westlake
You can never be free of their criticism until you no longer seek their praise.
Dennis Ruane
We are all bodies of water, guarding the mystery of our depths, but some of us have more to guard than others.
Deborah Smith
I didn't know that once you've proven yourself useful to the wrong people, you'll never be free again.
Steve Hamilton
Nice dress,” Victoria said.“Thank you,” Perpetua said. “Do you mind if I ask you a personal question?”Victoria blinked. “Uh, what?
Benjamin R. Smith
Every mystery novel I ever read, the great detective was such an arrogant fuck you could replace 70% of his dialogue with 'Are you stupid?' and the conversation would still make sense.
NisiOisiN
But maybe she should turn the other way while I get dressed. Wouldn't want to ruin her for other men. - Dean
Jeff Mariotte
I wish you couldn't figure me out, but you'd always want to know what I was about
Kate Nash
And you who seek to know me,know that the seeking and yearning will avail you not,unless you know the Mystery:For if that which you seek,you find not within yourself, you will never find it without.
Doreen Valiente
There hung about her the restrained energy of a whiplash.
Agatha Christie
I needed a new mystery.
John Fowles
I am who I am and always shall be.
Laura Elizabeth
Doomed to Hell. Every last one of you.
June Ahern
I do not possess the ability to draw or paint.I can’t sing or dance.I can’t knit or sew. But I am an artist. I have the ability to put onto paper, words that tell an intriguing story. I am a writer. A writer is someone who, with just words, can paint a beautiful picture. A writer can open up a world of imagination you didn’t realize was possible. When you open up a book and become so consumed in the story, you feel like you’re a part of it… you’re standing next to that character and feeling the same way that character feels, That’s the art of a writer. I am an artist. My inspiration is the world around me.My paintbrush is my words.My easel is my computer.My canvas is the mind of my reader.
Bri Justine
Always just a brainstorm away from our next disaster...
Birgit Pratcher
No sheep may leave the flock," he said to anyone who would listen, "unless he comes back again.
Leonie Swann
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