Keys Quote by Lee Child Download Open image “The key to thrillers is vicarious pleasure.” — Lee Child ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.9 out of 5 (6 ratings) Copy quoteShare Keys Pleasure Thrillers Vicarious
I love thrillers, it's part of the emotion that triggers excitement and plays with the mind on the need to know what will happen… — Pooja Batra Copy Share Image
Thrillers excite me as an actor and I have always wanted to be a part of one. — Koel Mallick Copy Share Image
Thrillers provide the reader with a safe escape into a dangerous world where the stakes are as high as can be imagined with unpredictable… — Ted Dekker Copy Share Image
At their best, thrillers not only entertain. Ideally they also reflect the society in which they are set, analyzing our fears and how we… — David Morrell Copy Share Image
It's the comedies and thrillers that are successful. People love horror, but in thrillers. Once you speak of pain and suffering it's a different… — Philippe Claudel Copy Share Image
A thriller becomes great when it carries a feeling of reality and truth. — David Morrell Copy Share Image
Ultimately, a great thriller is a roller coaster ride. I like to think that's a promise I have never failed to keep, and one… — James Patterson Copy Share Image
It's not often a thriller keeps me wound up as well as 'Headhunters' did. I knew I was being manipulated and didn't care. It… — Roger Ebert Copy Share Image
“Reacher got to them on the plane. He put them out of action and stole their wallets.” “On the plane?” “He broke Lozano’s fingers… — Lee Child Copy Share Image
“A maintenance dose. It would keep her asleep all night. It would keep her warm, and gentle, and relaxed, and at peace, and cradled,… — Lee Child Copy Share Image
“It had maroon paint and exposed brick and scarred wood, and a chalkboard menu about ninety percent full of things that don’t really belong… — Lee Child Copy Share Image
“The Zip Code is about the size of Chicago. With five people. But hey, welcome to Wyoming.” — Lee Child Copy Share Image
“You got to imagine your memory is like an old bucket, you know? Once it’s filled up with old stuff there ain’t no way… — Lee Child Copy Share Image
That should be your town motto. It's all I ever hear. Like: New Hampshire, Live Free or Die. It should be: Despair, You Need… — Lee Child Copy Share Image
“OK, Finlay, let’s get it done,” I said. “I don’t have an address because I don’t live anywhere. Maybe one day I’ll live somewhere… — Lee Child Copy Share Image
It took me 20 years to buy an electric typewriter, because I was afraid it would be too sensitive. I like to bang the… — Elmore Leonard Copy Share Image
I have heard that if you pull a bent breath through the second hole of a harmonica tuned to the key of Georgia while… — Buddy Wakefield Copy Share Image
When I was playing piano, it was like, 'I'm going to write a song using all the white keys.' My music director, who knew… — John Tesh Copy Share Image
At the end of the day, the key to happiness is taking ultimate responsibility for your reactions to all of your experiences - the… — Yehuda Berg Copy Share Image
Closing his eyes, he sent up a prayer to anyone who was listening, asking please, for God's sake, stop sending him signals that they… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
Your head's like mine, like all our heads; big enough to contain every god and devil there ever was. Big enough to hold the… — Grant Morrison Copy Share Image
In the off-season you like to take a little time for yourself, but I'd like to say that people say I live in the… — Justin Cole Copy Share Image
the path of goodness had a name it is called Love in it we find the key to every hope and has it's root… — Pope John Paul II Copy Share Image
Somebody's going to hear a song that will key in a nerve or something in their experience that represents their own vision. And the… — Van Morrison Copy Share Image
It is almost impossible to overestimate the value of true humility and its power in the spiritual life. For the beginning of humility is… — Thomas Merton Copy Share Image
As for the piano, the faster her fingers flew over it, the more he marveled. She struck the keys with aplomb and ran from… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
