Rubbernecker Quotes

#1. The police think I'm a rubbernecker. They think I'm a stalker, a nut-case, mentally unstable.

Paula Hawkins

#2. Ideally, I like to integrate the human issues into the suspense story itself.

Jeffery Deaver

#3. You never knew about people, like you never knew how deep a pond was because all you saw was the top.

Terry Pratchett

#4. Some people say 'what would happen if we had a Communist Chancellor of the Exchequer?' I would ask in reply, 'what would happen if he had a lot of Fascist or Mosleyite bank chairmen?' In that event it might be thought disadvantageous to have publicity.

Hugh Dalton

#5. We cling to the idea that success is a simple function of individual merit and that the world in which we all grow up and the rules we choose to write as a society don't matter at all.

Malcolm Gladwell

#6. It has sick on the sleeve. And no apostrophe.

Belinda Bauer

#7. Just let them sit in the goddam sun. But the world won't let them because there's nothing more dangerous than letting old farts sit in the sun. They might be thinking. Same thing with kids. Keep 'em busy or they might start thinking.

Frank McCourt

#8. Why did people do it? Why this herd curiosity about a street, a house, windows, doors? He was a public servant, the Inspector mused, but there were times when he would enjoy loading all the rubbernecks onto barges and towing them out to sea to be served, with ceremony, to sharks.

Ellery Queen

#9. Then, she began to breathe, and live, and every moment took her to a place where goodbyes were hard to come by. she was in love, but not in love with someone or something, she was in love with her life. and for the first time, in a long time, everything was inspiring.

Anonymous

#10. Langston took the latest red Moleskine notebook that Grandpa bought me and, together with Benny, mapped out a series of clues to find a companion just right for me.

Rachel Cohn

#11. Dirty talk is an art. Do it too often, it becomes routine. Never do it, and you're missing something. Simon did it just right. He was like a perfect bowl of smutty porridge: just right.

Alice Clayton