Crime Fiction Quotes

“Jack? It’s Margeaux.”
“My sister? Why would my sister be calling me? How did she get my number? Crazy questions blipped through my head. I knew she had married and was living in New Orleans, but we rarely spoke and have never been close by any means”
“Margeaux?”
“I’m calling from the police station. Dad was just brought in and I thought I should let you know.”
“What! Why was he brought in?”
“Jack, he’s been diagnosed with Alzheimer’s. He drove himself into New Orleans to Quest Diagnostic for some blood tests and he was waiting to be called. Apparently, they took other people back that had come in after him. He got upset and made a scene. The staff tried to explain that those people all had appointments and he didn’t. He became so abusive, they called security, but before they even got there, Dad knocked down one of the technicians. That’s when they called the police. They came and took him.”
― Behcet Kaya, Treacherous Estate

“Wadsworth opened the bottle and handed me the cork. What the heck? What do I do now? Take it? Smell it? Lick it? A slight trickle of sweat ran down the nape of my neck as he, Margeaux and Deloris stared at me.
“Uh, what am I supposed to do with it?”
“Take a sniff, sir. Just to make sure.”
“Of course, of course.”
Smelled just fine to me and I looked up at him with a big silly grin on my face as he poured a small amount of wine into my glass. I stared up at him.
“Aren’t you going to fill my glass?”
“Take a sip, sir. Just to make sure.”
“Make sure of what?”
“That it is to your liking, sir.”
It was all I could do from turning red-faced. But I took that sip and smiled again. He then poured the wine into our glasses, nestled the bottle in the silver wine chiller and left. At that point I burst out laughing and my sweet ladies joined me.”
― Behcet Kaya, Appellate Judge

“If I lived to one hundred years of age, I could never become an elder. They do not appreciate my views. They believe the white man is a leech sucking the Kootenai out of their children’s bones.”
― John M Vermillion, Packfire

“The stories we tell each other about our lives are like snow globes. We shake the facts of what happened in our minds, then watch and wait while the pieces settle into fiction. If we don't like the way the pieces fall, we just shake the story again, until it looks how we want it to.”
― Alice Feeney, I Know Who You Are

“Continued remarks about John and Lisa being like Clarence and Alabama in True Romance or Mickey and Mallory in Natural Born Killers had lifted the atmosphere somewhat.”
― Neil Walker, Drug Gang Takedown

“We can bring in all the guns and drugs we need and bring out all the bodies of people we don’t.”
― Neil Walker, Drug Gang Takedown

“I've always felt safe in bookshops. It's as though the stories inside them can rescue me from myself and the rest of the world. A literary sanctuary filled with shelves of paper-shaped parachutes, which will save you when you fall.”
― Alice Feeney, I Know Who You Are

“You came to France to find out about our methods, and you will have observed that we don't have any.”
― Georges Simenon, My Friend Maigret

“Because I am Hercule Poirot, I do not need to be told.”
― Agatha Christie, Death on the Nile

“Gene was six feet three inches of lean muscle and hard bone enclosing a brain that had only one object: the acquisition of power.”
― Miles Watson, Knuckle Down

“Anne held out her arms. I don't want to say I flew into them. I wasn't in condition for flying. Or running. Or even dignified limping. Fell towards the center of gravity in my own personal universe. And if our lips met on the way down, was that any fault of mine?”
― Miles Watson, Knuckle Down

“If I am engrossed in a moment, my action is in sync with my heart and soul. My effort, however small or insignificant, will still give joy to myself and ALL. Because as I sync with myself, I attract divine energy which is so beautiful and charming.”
― Poorvajaa Pooja Sharma, Somehow I Missed It

“Love is simply a word we use to explain the biochemical nature of species propagation. It’s something we use to justify the base desire to experience pleasure with another person when in fact it’s just about making procreation more palatable. We say we’re in love, but what we really mean is we want to connect so we don’t feel so alone, and in so doing, create stronger familial constructs that allow us to fend off other familial constructs who want to take what we have.”
― J.T. Ellison, Her Dark Lies

“Could you tell me, Maigret, why plainclothes policemen always go around in twos, just like plumbers?”
― Georges Simenon, Maigret and the Headless Corpse

“She was obviously puzzled, but whatever she was thinking was suddenly lost by the glance at her watch. She came to her feet suddenly. "I really must go. I have a date with George and that means I must go home and change. If he ever knew I was down here looking like this he would ..."

"Sure you can go." Kip got to his feet and, before she could protest, he caught her wrists and drew her swiftly to him and kissed her soundly and thoroughly. She pulled away and tried to slap him but he blocked it with an elbow.

"Don't be silly. I'm not playing games but this hotel is a joint. When you go out of here you're going to look like you should and your lipstick will be smeared but good."

He caught her quickly and kissed her long and thoroughly. She began to struggle again, but he held her and she quieted down. After a moment he let go of her and stepped back. She stared at him, her eyes clouded and her breasts heaving.

"Did you have to . . . to be so thorough about it?"

"Never do anything by halves. On a second thought maybe we should . . . "

"I'm leaving!" She slipped quickly out the door. He grinned after her, then wiped the back of his hand across his mouth and stared at the red smear, his face sobering. Then he swore softly and dropped into his chair.”
― Louis L'Amour, Stay Out of My Nightmare / Street of Lost Corpses

“McCloud withdrew a pencil
from his pocket and pointed at the remainder of Thompson’s
head. “See this? It’s stippling. These marks on the remainder
of the decedent’s skull prove my theory. Gunpowder tattoos
indicate distance, at the minimum, six inches. Not impossible for a suicide, but unlikely. My guess, your boy here is a
homicide, pure and simple.”
― Claire O'Sullivan, Romance Under Wraps

“He held his hand out. “Let me have your smartphone.”
I snort-laughed. “Sure. As in, I don’t think so.”
“Relax. All I want to do is put my number in there.”
I grabbed the phone from my camo purse and handed it to him. “I’m watching you.”
“Watch all you want.” He glanced at me with a wry smile.
“A camo purse? I’m in love.” He bobbed his head.
My face burned in a furious blush. Despite the very small crush I seemed to be developing, I watched his every move.
Never trust a cop.”
― Claire O'Sullivan, Romance Under Wraps

“Well,' said Father Brown 'It depends what you mean by shot.”
― G.K. Chesterton, The Incredulity of Father Brown

“There is no such thing as being “more desperate” than someone else. You either are or you aren't.”
― Stephen Roth, Evolution's Magnum Opus: Innocence on Trial

“Lopuksi haluan kertoa eräästä viisaasta miehestä, jonka tunsin mutta joka on ikävä kyllä kuollut. Hän kysyi, uskonko että maailmaa voi muuttaa sillä tavalla, että kourallinen ihmisiä taistelee jonkin asian puolesta. Hän vastasi itse kysymykseensä, ja vastaus on yhtä yksinkertainen kuin tosi: Sillä tavalla maailmaa on aina muutettu.”
― Lotte Hammer, The Konrad Simonsen Collection

“Scott left an impression so strong it packed an almost physical punch, while Nina moved so lightly over the sand she didn't even seem to leave footprints.”
― Anna Downes, The Safe Place

“Glossy fortunes are often the results of stained crimes!”
― Shriharsh Sonar, Before Dawn

“To rule the world, you should tell stories. If you don't remember one... create one!”
― Shriharsh Sonar, Before Dawn

“y no nos importa cortar escotes
si uno no paga nuestro préstamo”
― Shriharsh Sonar, Before Dawn

“Walter, you stepped too late in my life. I was so sad that my sadness felt sad about me”
― Shriharsh Sonar, Before Dawn

“Newspapers are the serious comedians of the modern world, who present the same act in several... mostly, in a hideous way!”
― Shriharsh Sonar, Before Dawn

“I know that shitty business of yours... while diapers hold up shit, your newspaper spread it!”
― Shriharsh Sonar, Before Dawn

“The irony is betrayal often comes from near ones and loyalties from distant ones!”
― Shriharsh Sonar, Before Dawn

“This battle won't be over soon. I have got enemies both in heaven and hell!”
― Shriharsh Sonar

“The devil inside me killed me long back!”
― Shriharsh Sonar, Before Dawn