Novel Quotes
The manager swiftly overtook him, sliding effortlessly past the skinny Englishman, with the practiced ease of someone used to slinking around ailing, despotic monarchs.
As thoroughly as mankind has killed God, the reader has despatched the author.
I made the first cut razor thin. A gentle kiss on virgin skin.
Hate is a lot like love. It's warm and fills you up until every part of you is tingling to release it.
This night felt like a last hurrah, like we could blaze our brightest, at the apex of our insane adolescence. This was our Mardi Gras before the dark days of Lent.
He looks like the kind of boy who would jump trains, strum guitars, and pass a joint.
You can't screw up your own suicide and then expect the universe to give you presents wrapped in the skin of a wonderful boy. That's just not the way it works.
The past is past. You tried to kill yourself. So what? I humped a couch in season twelve. We all have our skeletons.
Tequila! Would you not think fallen angels would be immune to it." "Fallen, hate that word! I prefer..misplaced
I close my eyes and think about the only thing that makes life worth the trials: Emma Kingsley, her sweet smile, and the laugh that make me believe in a future.
He was supposed to be the one I loved forever. But he never saw the tears stream down my face. Never knew the hurt and humiliation and anguish. He just disappeared into the night,
Children, Hadley thinks to herself, children are more civilised than this gang on the sauce.
The kiss wove between gentle and frenzied, liquid and greedy, silken and primal, and he sucked every second of bliss he could from the forbidden pleasure.
One thing was certain: he was my one. Most people go on their whole lives and never find their one, but I found mine. I found him when I was twelve-years-old.
You’re not beautiful, ” he said. “Your profile said beautiful. You kind of overreached on that one.
A real, true love that makes a human being believe in the power of destiny happens only once in a lifetime.
Just don’t promise her the moon. She simply isn’t the type that would buy such a story. She only cares about love and nothing else. Can you tell her you love her?
I love you, Vic! Anything else is lies. I really, truly love you. I’ll love you until the day I die.
If she would just let herself go I would be there to catch her if she fell but she wasn't ready to take that step yet."Ethan Sterling in Private Emotions
...whatever you do, you’ll never kill my love. I love you! It’s only now that I realize I can’t imagine my life without you
As the fireworks began to illuminate the sky above them, Blake and Veronica made love for the first time on Hideaway Hill.
Jason, I love you and you cannot escape from it. Even if you could, I would never let you go.
Love is the most beautiful thing that can happen to someone. No one can explain that feeling and desires engrossing a person preparing to give their heart to someone.
To catch the bad guys, you've got to think like a bad guy - and that's why all the best detectives have a dark side...
Some say the bible teaches that with our tongues we can speak, set things into motion both good and bad, life and death. What we bind and loose on earth will be bound and loosed in heaven.
The best way of keeping a low profile was to immerse himself in the mundane. Act like them, talk like them. A smile, a joke was all it took - at least during the day. The night was his own.
The last vestiges of consciousness tell her she has just witnessed her own murder, all she ever was and hoped to be is gone.
In the back of his mind, he had always wondered why — why they harbored such resentment for him. Now he had the answer, and he felt sick. He felt the bottom dropping out.
He stops rocking and looks into my eyes. We’re inches apart and I’m mesmerized by the tiny flecks of indigo in his blue eyes. A girl could drown in those eyes. And it wouldn’t be the worst way to go.
I sometimes wonder about this True-Love thing and I get confused. Love--as I now understand it--has to be true if it's there.
You see certain people and get the intuition that they are related to you in a way unspecified, important to you for the reasons unidentified. You bet I had received my turn of hunch!
To find my true identity, look for the simplicity freely suspended somewhere in the complex solution of evil and good. No matter what forms the solvent, what forms the solute.
Love ends abruptly. In fact, this is central to endings of most sort. We just don't admit that.
My anger was on a rise, when suddenly her eyelids fell. Her lips flexed and again relaxed to shower me with a smile that calmed me down in seconds.
The existence of everything around me was overturned by her solid presence. I couldn't see a thing other than my girl---magnetizing me with her absolute, authoritative pull!
It is astounding how women influence our entire ambit, and that's in this 'manly' world! They amaze you, don't they? And man, we get amazed!
If Aphrodite had an avatar on earth, it was her. It was her- the Holy Grail men keep searching all through their lives!
The term 'first-love' exists because there always more to count ahead, as pure as the previous one, as true as the one that touched your soul lately.
She was covered in sweat, and her body odor filled my nostrils. But her smell wasn't repulsive, believe me! It was rather alluring. It was tempting, a little foul, sour, yet arousing.
Time is an obstinate healer. It heals you against your will. And the younger you are, the faster you are cured, only to come out more immune.