Richelle Mead Quotes

The trick to following someone without getting caught is to follow somebody who doesn't think they're being followed.

You got to hidey-hide, you got to jump and run again. You got to hide-hidey-hide, the old man is down the road.

You can't hit what you can't see.

Any place is good for eavesdropping, if you know how to eavesdrop.

I'm a shadow whisperer: I hide in the shadows. And I tend to avoid places where I might get photographed and end up with my picture in the press.

One who can see without seeming to see-- That's an observer as good as three.

...in the habit of watching every bit of human life I can see about my windows, but I do it so that I am not observed at it.

keep a clean nose, watch the plain-clothes.

It was fine and good to be defiant to the end, but it was better not to get caught in the first place.

She watches him as a cat would watch a mouse.

He can run, but he can't hide.

I'm an observer. I read about life. I research life. I find a corner in a room and melt into it. I can become invisible. It's an art, and I am a wonderful practitioner.

A man trying to escape never thinks himself sufficiently concealed.

You can run but you can't hide

I know you followed me. Don't look so surprised. It's called a rearview mirror.

Lay low, play dumb, keep moving.

The enemy will not see you vanish into God's company without an effort to reclaim you.

As a rule, I always look for what others ignore.

She looks at me. She does. She.

Carlyle said that how to observe was to look, but I say that it is rather to see, and the more you look the less you will observe.

Smaug certainly looked asleep, almost dead and dark, with scarcely a snore more than a whiff of unseen steam, when Bilbo peeped once more from the entrance. He was just about to step out onto the floor when he caught a sudden thin ray of red from under the drooping lid of Smaug's left eye. He was only pretending to sleep! He was watching the tunnel entrance!

So many things become beautiful when you really look.

In new situations, I look carefully at appearances. In familiar ones, I glance.

I go straight in very close to people and I do that because it's the only way you can get the picture. You go right up to them. Even now, I don't find it easy. I don't announce it. I pretend to be focusing elsewhere. If you take someone's photograph it is very difficult not to look at them just after. But it's the one thing that gives the game away. I don't try and hide what I'm doing - that would be folly.

Look . . . at . . . me. . . .