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I was fifteen when I first met Sherlock Holmes, fifteen years old with my nose in a book as I walked the Sussex Downs, and nearly stepped on him. In my defense I must say it was an engrossing book, and it was very rare to come across another person in that particular part of the world in that war year of 1915. ↗

— Laurie R. King

#mystery #sherlock-holmes #historical

You look back on some little decision you made and realize all the things that happened because of it, and you think to yourself "if only I'd known," but, of course, you couldn't have known. ↗

— Mary Downing Hahn

#mystery #decisions

Know this much:regret nothing. Each part of your journey is essential to the whole. The moment you are experiencing is as important as your destination. Ninetah,the Daskiny Healer in The Traveler ↗

— Jenna Lindsey

#sci-fi-fantasy #suspense #sci-fi

Your heart's desire is to be told some mystery. The mystery is that there is no mystery. ↗

— Cormac McCarthy

#mystery #atheism

They didn't understand, for we were Shakespeare, and they were mere actors in the play. ↗

— Cassandra Giovanni

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

How very like you, Puck.” Ash’s voice came from a great distance, and the room started to spin. “Offer them a taste of faery wine, and act surprised when they’re consumed by it.” That struck me as hilarious, and I broke into hysterical giggles. And once I began, I couldn’t stop. I laughed until I was gasping for breath, tears streaming down my face. My feet itched and my skin crawled. I needed to move, to do something. I tried standing up, wanting to spin and dance, but the room tilted violently and I fell, still shrieking with laughter. Somebody caught me, scooping me off my feet and into their arms. I smelled frost and winter, and heard an exasperated sigh from somewhere above my head. “What are you doing, Ash?” I heard someone ask. A familiar voice, though I couldn’t think of his name, or why he sounded so suspicious. “I’m taking her back to her room.” The person above me sounded wonderfully calm and deep. I sighed and settled into his arms. “She’ll have to sleep off the effects of the fruit. We’ll likely be here another day because of your idiocy.” The other voice said something garbled and unintelligible. I was suddenly too sleepy and light-headed to care. Relaxing against the mysterious person’s chest, I fell into a heady sleep. ↗

— Julie Kagawa

#drunk #meghan #puck #wine #mystery

It would be too easy to become infatuated with a man like him, and also decidedly unwise considering the female debris left in his wake. ↗

— Tiffany A. Snow

#romance #suspense

When you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable must be the truth. - Shinichi Kudo ↗

— Gosho Aoyama

#detective-conan #mystery-suspense #suspense

The trick to being smart is knowing when to play dumb. ↗

— V. Alexander

#mystery #suspense #suspense

For with all that is grand, grander is the expansion of the mind. ↗