Best Thriller Quotes to Inspire, Uplift & Motivate You Every Day

“Across Ackar and Lett, the ordinary folk were tired of the wars of aggression of the Dewar dynasty. They had lost too many fathers, brothers and sons on foreign soil. It was clear that the new King was no warrior, and most of the population thought that a good thing. Maybe for the first time in generations they could have a good king rather than a warrior king.”

“What I learned in this tragedy was the eternal lesson of good people going bad.”

“I was such a messed up person and he was still holding on.”

“When it reached the mirror’s edge, the blood began to drip and the synchronous echo of each drop that hit the white, porcelain sink below almost felt relaxing.”

“This book is dedicated to my children, Pi, Coco, and Jay. When your grandkids are old enough to read this book, tell them how much I loved you.”

“Nothing looked disturbed…yet everything felt that way. The guy was on the bed, calmness itself, as though he’d decided on a moment’s lie-down and just zizzed off.”

“Now I gazed out of my office window. Slowly the world was changing from old-gold to the deep purple which, in the words of that dreamy song Mum was fond of humming, bathes garden walls under the twinkle of starlight.”

“A good book is the only friend who can speak to you in silence, leaving you enriched, not alone.”

“For a moment she believed he had left, but as she shifted away from the wall she sensed him there beside the bed. He was very close.”

“He grinned, a very dark and evil grin… the kind of grin that the Grinch had before he stole Christmas.”

“Enough with the sadness! This dream is not for cry-babies...” he said, his face beaming with a wide smile.”

“My heart, for unknown reasons, seems to freeze in motion in my chest. I can see he senses it and he holds his pause to enjoy my suffering, prolonging my ignorance. “Viktor, what?”

“Maligned –powerfully-drawn characters acting out a disturbing view of our future.” -David Compton, New York Times Best-Selling author”

“I need a favour.’”

“I’ve never needed a bodyguard, Evan.”

“A quick thought shot through my mind. Could I really drown in a dream? I remembered the movie the Matrix. If you died in the matrix, you died in real life. I wasn’t about to take a chance...”

“Trust me,’ he says with a touch of impatience.”

“You can’t make it through life numbing, Karolina. At least, not a vampiric life. When you numb, you block out the positive experiences too, and it’s feeling the good which makes surviving the bad worthwhile.”

“So we have twenty-four hours to keep out of trouble,’ he says to me.”

“As long as I have a glimpse of sky, I can tolerate almost any hardship.”

“He would always be around you, not in these words or paintings, but in your heart. He will always be in happy memories. You can't cage his worth in few pages and colors.”

“The first companies to sell the service of uploading human minds begin operation in 2098. Initial demand is driven by wealthy, elderly individuals. But as economies of scale evolve, the price of uploads comes down dramatically, and it ultimately reaches a point where the masses can afford a mind upload.”

“Hell had frozen over and I was lost in its endless labyrinth.”

“I have romanticised you to the point where the knives you pressed into my skin began to look like cupids arrows.”

“Lovey stepped in to add another layer to her husband’s story. “He gets teased constantly about having a Bible in one hand and a joke book in the other. When he’d act up his Mama would say, ‘How do you expect to get into heaven, young man?’ Of course, he had an answer . . . he said he’d just run in and out slamming doors until someone says, ‘Oh for heaven’s sake, either come in or stay out’ . . . then he’d go in.”

“Oh dios mio, she makes me burn, she makes me need. She is etching herself into mi alma”

““I embraced my nature; you should do the same.” His voice dropped to a whisper, like a caress made of words that touched me deep within my soul. “You and I are the same, Karo. We’re both ugly on the inside.”

“A GREENHEAD is what Mary called me—SWAT!”

“My friend and business partner, Gerald Peyton was 12 minutes late to the funeral. I’d reminded him it started at 2 p.m. “Yeah, yeah, Frank,” he said. “I’ll be there. Just be sure you make it.” Well, here I sat on my thumbs, and he was the no-show. He stopped at a bar and got sloshed, I thought.”

“I can’t wait for the day when we’ll never have to say ‘goodbye’ to each other again.”