In the Market for Murder Quotes
In the Market for Murder
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T.E. Kinsey16,588 ratings, 4.12 average rating, 1,045 reviews
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“Stupid murderers and their stupid murders.”
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“Mysteries are at their most interesting while they remain mysterious.”
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“This is England. We don’t just ignore the law when it suits us or when we find that we like the criminal more than we like his victim.”
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“I’m an empirical girl. You know me. Show me some evidence and I’ll be excited as a puppy, but a few credulous folk hearing bumps in the night isn’t enough for me.”
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“Revenge is a dish best served cold, my lady, but that would be cold and starting to grow mould.”
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“It wasn’t long before the words began to swim on the page and I found myself reading things that Chesterton had never written.”
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“The match itself was a corker.”
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“There’s junk, and then there’s a lovingly curated collection of surprising and interesting junk.”
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― In the Market for Murder
“Walk, Miss Featherstonhaugh. It will clear your mind and the solution will come.”
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“whenever I find a problem intractable, I like to go for a long walk. Hills are best. Or forests. A forested hill is absolutely ideal.”
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― In the Market for Murder
“We don’t just ignore the law when it suits us or when we find that we like the criminal more than we like his victim.”
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― In the Market for Murder
“So he says, “Mornin’, Edna.” I always thank the Lord I a’n’t got no S’s in me name – he’s a lovely bloke but he don’t half spray when he talks. I keeps tellin’ him to get some false teeth but he don’t listen.”
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“You’d be lost without these three. Wouldn’t he?’ She ruffled the ears of the three friendly and inquisitive gun dogs. ‘Yes, he would.’ ‘You’re right, m’dear,’ he said cheerfully. ‘But it would be so wonderful if at least one person in my life did as I asked. Ever.”
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“Got to know one’s neighbours out here, m’dear. Rely on each other, d’you see?’ Lady Farley-Stroud raised her voice, ‘Don’t we, Mr Caradine?’ He looked up from his pie. ‘Beg pardon, m’lady?’ ‘I say we look out for each other. It’s the country way. Stick together.”
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“here. Is Lady Hardcastle at home?”
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“My mind is open to the possibility that there’s something going on that we don’t understand, but I do try awfully hard not to believe in things. I’m an empirical girl.”
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“It’s Saturday. Surely a lady can rest on a Saturday.’ ‘That would be true, my lady, were it not the case that the lady in question takes her ease on the other six days of the week as well.”
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“She munched contemplatively on her dinner for a few moments. ‘I say,’ she said. ‘This trout is delicious.’ ‘Thank you, my lady. It’s the cyanide that makes the difference. Some people use flaked almonds, but I find that a touch of prussic acid adds a piquancy that can’t be matched.”
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“The road to Tuesday is paved with good intentions.”
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“Don’t be such a misery guts. It’ll be fun, I promise. There’s a mystery there, just waiting to be solved.”
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“Sunday. Ah, Sunday. What would life be without Sundays? That melancholy day that seems to stretch out forever and yet still seems to be over too soon. There was no particular difference for me between any one day”
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“Sunday. Ah, Sunday. What would life be without Sundays? That melancholy day that seems to stretch out forever and yet still seems to be over too soon.”
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“doolally to”
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