I just know that any time I undertake a case, I’m apt to run into some kind of a trap.

Jackson couldn’t bear to see Allie like this. He pulled her to him and, dropping his mouth to hers, kissed her. She leaned into him, letting him draw her even closer as the kiss deepened....

Awoke to find three vultures sitting on the fence. Realizing they were a portent of impending death I shot them.

It often seems to me that’s all detective work is, wiping out your false starts and beginning again.”Yes, it is very true, that. And it is just what some people will not do. They conceive...

All the clues are there in front of us,hidden under a veil,we cannot get the clue by searching for,we have to search for the veil instead.

Emma was doing something nice for Simon? Hell must be enjoying the snow day.

On westminster Bridge, Arthur was struck by the brightness of the streetlamps running across like a formation of stars. They shone white against the black coats of the marching gentlefold and fuller than the moon...

That’s part of the mystery.

Do you know the story?No, Finn, but I have a feeling you’re going to tell me.

I believe the Lord has chosen me to spread His word through my words and who am I to question His plans for me?

To worship a sacred mystery was just to worship your own ignorance.

My mother believed in all superstitions, plus she made some up.

Listen carefully. I’d crush you like a bug for causing my wife one single moment of pain. Believe it. Fear it.

And you never even reported it. You should have reported it. I could have took fingerprints. I’d love to lock up them skinheads.””What I’m reporting is the gun, my Sig Sauer.” Dave said. “Hetzel will...

Time is a terrible thing because it can erase both joys and pains.

I don’t need shoes. I need a night scope. You think they sell night scopes someplace here?

Praise makes me humble, but when I am abused, I know that I have touched the stars.

An artist’s work never leads anywhere except to the unknown.

The story you choose to tell isn’t always the story you believe.

Oh my God,” Mrs. McIntire screamed. She’d dropped to her knees, the dark sand and water soaking into her jeans. “Neely!”Mr. McIntire held his wife while she screeched her daughter’s name over and over. “She’s...

So, we eat again. Well, perhaps the relationship wouldn’t go anywhere, but I would certainly put on a few pounds.

In the ten houses the police had scouted, I hadn’t sensed anything more dangerous than a pot that prevents over-boiling.

We have grasped the mystery of the atom and rejected the sermon on the mount

He [Harry Bosch] defined good company not by the conversation but by the lack of it. When there was no need to talk to feel comfortable, that was the right company

We were the creatures desired throughout the ages… foolish humans didn’t even realize it, living in their own little world.

Then take it as it is. It’s a gift. How or why is irrelevant, but if we don’t enjoy it, we are ungrateful,” he said and brought his face very close to mine. His eyes...

On some deep, unconscious level, he had always known it to be true. He was an invention, a fictional character. Jacob Lightfoot didn’t exist.

Nothing whets the intelligence more than a passionate suspicion, nothing develops all the faculties of an immature mind more than a trail running away into the dark.

I was never able to accept anyone else’s support but my own –

Sometimes you gotta say what’s in your heart… And you have to stand for what you believe. No matter what.” ~’Dr. Michael C. Anders,

What you believe determines the way you feel and act… but it doesn’t change the truth.

But then again, impossible never became rumour, did it?

mystery is not founded in ignorance, mystery is founded in imagination

And when the sun sets…then the night magic spreads out above your head; worlds and universes a-borning and a-dying—stars and planets and galaxies. And the bigger the telescope they can make, and the farther into...

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?

Mirabelle was always an enigma, and he had the sense that if he pushed her, she’d bolt.

Where is our comfort but in the free, uninvolved, finally mysterious beauty and grace of this world that we did not make, that has no price? Where is our sanity but there? Where is our...

Out from behind the desk where he’d been sitting, hidden by the piles of books, appeared a bespectacled, green-eyed man in a green plaid suit. His thick white hair was shaggy and mussed, his nose...

Nice day for a funeral.

The man might have died in a fit; but then the jewels are missing,” mused the Inspector, “Ha! I have a theory. These flashes come upon me at times… What do you think of this,...

Also, SKULLS. Gosh you love SKULLS. There is a good SKULL at the heart of any mystery, haunting its EVERY PAGE. That is what you always say. Or at least, it is what you always...

You look good, Clearwater. Been working out?’ Danie teased. ‘He does, doesn’t he?’Janelle agreed. ‘This will totally work.’James’ eyes darted back and forth between the girls, his head spinning. ‘Wait, what will work?

People only value things in their life when it is taken away from them.

In fact-Dr. Sheppard!

Annabelle, I’m going to kill you!” I cried, frowning at the mess. Then I glanced down the stairway and gasped.It looked like someone had beaten me to it.

Lord Peter was hampered in his career as a private detective by a public school education. Despite Parker’s admonitions, he was not always able to discount it. His mind had been warped in its young...

He does manage the bookstore, which is currently my favorite place on earth.” Her eyes glazed over. “All those books. If I married him, I could probably work there the rest of my life. Nothing...

Will you pipe down for a minute? Naturally she was dead since I work at a cemetery. Her face struck a chord though. So, I rummaged around in the old Rory memory bank, and Emily...

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

To kiss then was the most natural thing in the world. To explore, to taste, to find out. Katie did find out. When they parted from each other, the world was that much more of...