Author: Colin Dexter
Cites
- T. S. Eliot (1)
- IN: The Dead of Jericho (1981) Fiction, Mystery, American
EPIGRAPH: And I wonder how they should have been together.
FROM: La Figlia che Piange, (1917), Poem, UK
- Voltaire (1)
- IN: The Wench Is Dead (1989) Fiction, Mystery, American
EPIGRAPH: Thought depends absolutely on the stomach; but, in spite of that, those who have the best stomachs are not the best thinkers
FROM: Voltaire, in a letter to d'Alemberi, (1770), Letter, France
- La Rochefoucauld (1)
- IN: The Secret of Annexe 3 (1986) Fiction, Mystery, American
EPIGRAPH: The pomp of funerals has more regard to the vanity of the living than to the honour of the dead.
FROM: Maxims, (1665), Book, France
- Horace (1)
- IN: The Daughters of Cain (1994) Fiction, Mystery, American
EPIGRAPH: Natales grate numeras?
(Do you count your birthdays with gratitude?)
FROM: Epistles II, (-14), Book, Italy
- NULL (3)
- IN: The Daughters of Cain (1994) Fiction, Mystery, American
EPIGRAPH: Oxford is the Latin quarter of Cowley
FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, NULL
- IN: Death is Now My Neighbour (1996) Fiction, Mystery, American
EPIGRAPH: A decided boon, therefore, are any multiple-choice items for those pupils in our classrooms who are either inured to idleness, or guilty of wilful ignorance. Such pupils, if simply and appropriately instructed, have only to plump for the same answer on each occasion - let us say, choice (a) from choices (a) (b) (c) (d) - in order to achieve a reasonably regular score of some 25% of the total marks available. This is a wholly satisfactory return for academic incompetence
FROM: Crosscurrents in Assessment Criteria: Theory and Practice, HMSO, 1983, (1983), Book, NULL
- IN: Morse’s Greatest Mystery and other stories (1993) Fiction, Mystery, American
EPIGRAPH: Admiring friend: “My, that’s a beautiful baby you have there!”
Mother: “Oh, that’s nothing — you should see his photograph.”
FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, NULL
- A. E. Housman (1)
- IN: The Remorseful Day (1999) Fiction, Mystery, American
EPIGRAPH: Ensanguining the skies How heavily it dies Into the west away; Past touch
and sight and sound Not further to be found How hopeless under ground Falls
the remorseful day
FROM: More Poems, XVI, (1936), Poem, UK
- David Mackenzie (1)
- IN: The Remorseful Day (1999) Fiction, Mystery, American
EPIGRAPH: When I wrote my 1997
letter I thought I had little to look forward to in 1998, but it turns out
that I was stupidly optimistic
FROM: On the Dole in Darlington, (None), NULL, US
- Edmund Raikes (1)
- IN: The Remorseful Day (1999) Fiction, Mystery, American
EPIGRAPH: As o'cr me now them lean' st thy breast, With larder'd bodice
crisply pressed, Lief I'd prolong my grievous ill Wert thou my guardian angel
still
FROM: The Nurse, (1999), Fictional, NULL
- Bible (3)
- IN: The Way Through the Woods (1992) Fiction, Mystery, American
EPIGRAPH: Though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be whiter, yea whiter, than snow
FROM: Bible, Isaiah, ch. i, v. 18, (-165), Bible, NULL
- IN: Morse’s Greatest Mystery and other stories (1993) Fiction, Mystery, American
EPIGRAPH: Whereby are given unto us exceeding great and precious promises: that by these ye might be partakers of the divine nature, having escaped the corruption that is in the world.
FROM: Bible, 2 Peter, ch. 1, v. 4), (100), Bible, NULL
- IN: Service of All the Dead (1979) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: I had rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God: than to dwell in the tents of ungodliness.
FROM: Psalm 84, V 10, (-165), Bible, NULL
- Ludwig Wittgenstein (1)
- IN: The Way Through the Woods (1992) Fiction, Mystery, American
EPIGRAPH: Whereof one cannot speak, thereof one must be silent
FROM: Philosophical Investigations, (1953), Book, Austria
- Lilian Cooper (1)
- IN: The Jewel That Was Ours (1991) Fiction, Mystery, American
EPIGRAPH: Espied the god with gloomy soul
The prize that in the casket lay
Who came with silent tread and stole
The jewel that was ours away.
FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, UK
- Stendhal (1)
- IN: The Jewel That Was Ours (1991) Fiction, Mystery, American
EPIGRAPH: It is not impossible to become bored in the presence of a mistress
FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, France
- Aristophanes (1)
- IN: Death Is Now My Neighbor (1996) Fiction, Mystery, American
EPIGRAPH: Quickly, bring me a beaker of wine,
so that I may wet my mind and say
something clever.
FROM: The Knights, (-424), Play, Greece