There is no rule more invariable than that we are paid for our suspicions by finding what we suspect.
Notoriety of the right kind is the best way of disarming suspicion.
When people are suspicious with you, you start being suspicious with them.
When a man has a black face, suspicion is proof.
To men of a certain type the suspicion that they are incapable of loving is as disturbing to their self-esteem as, in cruder men, the fear of impotence.
There is nothing so terrible as to live in an atmosphere of suspicion—to see eyes watching you and the love in them changing to fear—nothing so terrible as to suspect those near and dear to you—It is poisonous—a miasma.
