#myster

In March of that year, I saw a man named Paul Barkley shot to death. It happened late at night in the parking lot of a café in Santa Rosa called Galileo’s. / Teller: A Novel ↗

— Frederick Weisel

#mystery #teller #weisel #death

The rancid odor mixed with the dust, death, and confusion as they awaited those who could clean up the mess and make death official. ↗

— G.G. Collins

#ghosts #native-american #paranormal-mystery #psychic-medium #spirit-animal

That if a thing is defined in contrast that's what life is, the shadow of death. So the mystery of death couldn't be the bad thing, because without it there wouldn't be life. The badness was life, just happening, as essential a part of the good as the good. And what was there to do but to take it as it comes and to hope, to hope constantly and carnally and with no time to lose. ↗

— Brian McGreevy

#carnally #constantly #death #essential #life

So I'm up the ghostie creek without an EMF meter ↗

— JoAnne Kenrick

#mullo #mulo #mystery #paranormal-romance #past-lives

I don't know where we are, but we'll soon find our way home!" Le avventure di Pinocchio ↗

— Nancy B. Brewer

#horror #mystery-suspense #home

The coffee shop smell was strong enough to build a garage on. ↗

— Raymond Chandler

#mystery-suspense #noir #love

All that crap about love and fairness and doing something with your life, Bruno ... Those are luxury problems. The CEO’s wife can go around worrying about that stuff. People like us from the projects have to play by a different set of rules.” George Hanson In The Shadow of Sadd ↗

— Steen Langstrup

#in-the-shadow-of-sadd #scandinavian-mysteries #steen-langstrup #life

Tad they were too young to die…My Mom was a spitfire—a total accident waiting to happen. I’m like her—I can trip over nothing.” Tad chuckled acknowledging the thought. “My father…he was more serious. He used to give me lectures like no tomorrow, he had a strong sense of who I should be—who I wanted to be and how to guide me, and he was my best friend. It seems like everything I love is just out of my reach now. ↗

— Cassandra Giovanni

#walking-in-the-shadows #ya-romance #ya-suspnse #ya-thriller #love

Now comes the mystery. ↗

— Henry Ward Beecher

#mystery #now

There is no such thing as magic, supernatural, miracle; only something that's still beyond logic of the observer. ↗

— Toba Beta

#inspirational #logic #miracle #mystery #observation