A Quotes
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“Aren’t parents but mere facilitators to perpetuate the species as per nature’s designs? It’s his ego that makes man imagine that, without him, his family would be orphaned. Is there anything more ironical than the falsity of that proposition!”
Source: Crossing the Mirage - Passing through youth
“Aren't songs of grief lullabies to the lost?”
“Aren’t there any traits in your daughters – at least some – which you don’t really like and are against your own principles? Yet, will that affect your love towards your daughters? They’re our children, Gunther, our treasure, how can we ever hate them for whatever they do? We might get sad, might cry, might even hate our own selves, but we can never hate those little diamonds of our blood, or else, we are no longer to be called parents.”
Source: Galaxy Pirates
“Aren't they supposed to be hiring someone else to train me, ANYWAY?"
"Yes," he said, getting up and pulling her to her feet with him. "and I'm worried that if you get into the habit of making out with your instructors, you'll wind up making out with him, too."
"Don't be sexist. They could find me a female instructor."
"In that case you have my permission to make out with her, as long as I can watch."
"Nice." Clary grinned, bending down to fold up the blanket they'd brought to sit on. "You're just worried they'll hire a male instructor and he'll be hotter than you."
Jace's eyebrows went up. "Hotter than ME?"
"It could happen," Clary said. "You know, theoretically."
"Theoretically the planet can crack in half, leaving me on one side and you on the other side, forever and tragically parted, but I'm not worried about that, either. Some things," Jace said, with his customary crooked smile, "are just too unlikely to dwell upon.”
“Aren’t they supposed to be hiring someone else to train me full-time anyway?”
“Yes,” he said, getting up and pulling her to her feet along with him,“ and I’m worried that if you get into the habit of making out with your instructors, you’ll wind up making out with him, too.”
“ Don’t be sexist. They could find me a female instructor.”
“In that case you have my permission to make out with her, as long as I can watch.”
Source: City of Fallen Angels
“Aren’t those vegetables sexy, Rog?” Grant cooed, trying to hold in laughter. “Sexy, sexy veggies. You two need to go on lots of dates together.”
Source: With Good Behavior
“Aren't we all homeless without a home inside our mind?”
“Aren't we all victims of fate?”
Source: No Good Duke Goes Unpunished
“Aren't we all waiting to be read by someone, praying that they'll tell us that we make sense?”
“Aren’t we blessed, we who love books?”
“Aren't we bold now that we believe we are untouchable.”
Source: The Bridge Kingdom
“Aren’t we formed by the landscape we came from? I am a product of that earth and of the water that bubbles up from the springs. I can feel the floorboards under my feet, picture the rafters over my head, which came from the woods we played in. At night my dreams are full of the ghosts and echoes of my forebears; I am woken by their laughter and sighs. At Trelawney, I was part of a continuum, a pattern, but here in London I am nothing, no one. My tap water has been through eight other bodies, none of whom I will know or ever meet. Maybe I walk past them in the street, maybe not. I eat food grown in a country I’ll never visit. At Trelawney I had an identity. Here I am simply a statistic.”
Source: House of Trelawney
“Aren’t we getting more informed and less aware?”
Source: Quantraz
“Aren't we like two volumes of the same book?”
Source: Maya
“Aren't you a bit afraid?' she said quietly. 'Not a bit,' he said. Then he looked at her and said, 'Yes, I am.' She thought he was very brave, and held his hand.”
Source: Eye of the Neddle
“Aren't you a cutie," Evie said, picking up the fawn-colored dog. His dominant breed was clearly pug, but he was mixed with something else.
"Hey, Odessa, any idea what the pug is mixed with? Looks like maybe a beagle?" Evie called.
"That's what Doc thinks he's mixed with too," Odessa answered as she came into the room. "He was surrendered by his owner last week. The guy got him from a breeder as a gift for his girlfriend, but she wanted a miniature purebred pug and the breeder wouldn't give him a refund." She rubbed the dog behind the ear. "This one is a sweetie."
"Does he have a name?" Evie asked.
"He didn't come with one. He looks like an Oliver to me. Or maybe a Sam."
"You know I hate when dogs have people names," Evie said. As she scratched the top of his head, she took in his coloring. His light brown coat reminded her of Butterball, the Pomeranian she'd rescued in the eighth grade. But the dark brown face and ears were hallmarks of a pug.
"This brown spot on the top of his head is pretty unique," Evie said. "What if we call him Waffles?"
Odessa plopped a hand on her hip. "So you'd rather name a dog after breakfast than after one of the greatest singers of all time, Sam Cooke?"
"No offense to Sam Cooke, but Waffles is the perfect name for this cutie." Evie pointed to him. "Check out the shape of the dark brown spot on his head. It looks like a splash of syrup.
"You're a cute little stack of waffles, aren't you?" She rubbed her nose to his as she continued the head scratch.”
Source: Pugs and Kisses
“Aren’t you a little old to be afraid of the dark?”
Source: Revenge of the Sith[SW REVENGE OF THE SITH M/TV][Mass Market Paperback]
“Aren't you a little small for a dragon rider?' the venin hisses.
'Big enough to kill you.”
Source: Fourth Wing
“Aren’t you afraid?" I asked them telepathically.
"Terrified," Christy confessed. When I stared, I could see a fine tremor go through her. "However, that does not change anything."
"This is not the first time we have encountered Valentino. We have tried to fight him twice before, and once he tried to chase us through Southern France. Our group has gotten pretty good at evasion,"Matthew added.
"You mean running and hiding?"
"I prefer to call it a tactical retreat.”
Source: Pursuit into Darkness
“Aren't you afraid of death, oak? How can you speak so casually about it?'
The trees creaked their bare branches until it seemed to Geno that they must be laughing.
'Death?' they said. 'How is it death to return to earth again? Our seed can grow from us. We shall return.”
Source: Bambi's Children
“Aren't you afraid of dying?
Not really. I've watched lots of good-for-nothing, worthless people die, and if people like that can do it, then I should be able to handle it.”
Source: Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage
“Aren't you afraid of failing? Letting everyone down?'
Esther thought about it.
'Maybe it's important that other people learn how to handle disappointment.”
Source: Panenka
“Aren't you angry, sister? At being treated the we are? At having to pick up the pieces of what remains after the world is through with us? At being silenced and abused? At being denied our dignity, our bodies, our voices, and our right to justice? Aren't you angry?
Embrace this anger. Let it fuel your every days. Defy everyone who tells you that you can't.
Be wild.”
Source: The Wild Ones
“Aren’t you coming with us?”
I feel his hand on my cheek. I know what this means and I slap his hand away.
“You’re coming with us, Evan,” I say.
“There’s something I have to do.”
“That’s right.” My hand flails for his in the dark. I find it and pull hard. “You have to come with us.”
“I’ll find you, Cassie. Don’t I always find you? I—”
“Don’t, Evan. You don’t know you’ll be able to find me.”
“Cassie.” I don’t like the way he says my name. His voice is too soft, too sad, too much like a good-bye voice. “I was wrong when I said I was both and neither. I can’t be; I know that now. I have to choose.”
“Wait a minute,” Ben says. “Cassie, this guy is one of them?”
“It’s complicated,” I answer. “We’ll go over it later.” I grab Evan’s hand in both of mine and press it against my chest. “Don’t leave me again.”
“You left me, remember?” He spreads his fingers over my heart, like he’s holding it, like it belongs to him, the hard-fought-for territory he’s won fair and square.
I give in. What am I going to do, put a gun to his head? He’s gotten this far, I tell myself. He’ll get the rest of the way.
“What’s due north?” I ask, pushing against his fingers.
“I don’t know. But it’s the shortest path to the farthest spot.”
“The farthest spot from what?”
“From here. Wait for the plane. When the plane takes off, run. Ben, do you think you can run?”
“I think so.”
“Run fast?”
“Yes.” He doesn’t sound too confident about it, though.
“Wait for the plane,” Evan whispers. “Don’t forget.”
He kisses me hard on the mouth, and then the stairwell goes all Evanless.”
Source: The 5th Wave
“Aren't you ever careless?' he asked.
'Always, with you.”
Source: The Lost Sisters
“Aren't you...Feeling Nosey???”
“Aren't you flirting with danger yourself?”
Source: Shantaram
“Aren’t you going to hit him?” Éibhear asked.
“I don’t feel like it.”
“Good gods.” Gwenvael stood. “This is worse than we thought,
Éibhear. Up, brother.” Gwenvael grabbed Briec’s arm and pulled
him to his feet. “There is only one answer for this.”
“Which is?”
“Drinking and eating. The whoring we will keep until we get you
good and drunk.”
Source: About a Dragon
“Aren't you going to say anything?' he said at last.
'I was going to tell you what I'd decided the moment I saw you on the threshold.'
Rhys twisted in his seat toward me. 'And now?'
Aware of every breath, every movement, I sat in his lap. HIs hands gently braced my hips as I studied his face. 'And now I want you to know, Rhysand, that I love you. I want you to know...' His lips trembled, and I brushed away the tear that escaped down his cheek. 'I want you to know,' I whispered, 'that I am broken and healing, but every piece of my heart belongs to you. And I am honoured- honoured to be your mate.'
His arms wrapped around me and he pressed his forehead to my shoulder, his body shaking. I stroked a hand through his silken hair.
'I love you,' I said again. I hadn't dared say the words in my head. 'And I'd endure every second of it over again so I could find you. And if war comes, we'll face it. Together. I won't let them take me from you. And I won't let them take you from me, either.'
Rhys looked up, his face gleaming with tears. He went still as I leaned in, kissing away one tear. Then the other. As he had once kissed away mine.
When my lips were wet and salty with them, I pulled back far enough to see his eyes. 'You're mine,' I breathed.
His body shuddered with what might have been a sob, but his lips found my own.
It was gentle- soft. The kiss he might have given me if we'd been granted time and peace to meet across our two separate worlds. To court each other. I slid my arms around his shoulders, opening my mouth to him, and his tongue slipped in, caressing my own. Mate- my mate.”
Source: A Court of Mist and Fury
“Aren’t you going to tell me your name? I muster up the courage to
tease him.
You never asked, he replies simply with a shrug of his shoulders.
I give him a sarcastic smile. “Well, now, I am.”
Tucking his hands in his hoodie pocket, he looks straight ahead. My
name is Leo Drakos. Leo is short for Leonidas.”
Source: Identity
“Aren't you going to try to talk me out of this?" Maurice asked. "Ask if I'm really up for it?"
"No. Maybe this is the last thing you do. Maybe you make a complete recovery. Does it matter? I mean, in the long run?"
"No.”
Source: Finding Life on Mars: A novel of isolation
“Aren’t you gonna attack?”
“You haven’t used your fullbring yet.”
“You are naïve. This may be training, but it’s still a fight. You have to think of me as an enemy. Would you say the same thing on a battlefield?”
“Probably…..”
“Unbelievable.”
Source: Bleach―ブリーチ― 51 [Burīchi 51]
“Aren't you in pain, Mother?" she wanted to call out. "Mother, I'm suffering too.”
Source: Toddler-Hunting & Other Stories
“Aren't you, like me, hoping that some person, thing, or event will come along to give you that final feeling of inner well-being you desire? Don't you often hope: 'May this book, idea, course, trip, job, country or relationship fulfill my deepest desire.' But as long as you are waiting for that mysterious moment you will go on running helter-skelter, always anxious and restless, always lustful and angry, never fully satisfied. You know that this is the compulsiveness that keeps us going and busy, but at the same time makes us wonder whether we are getting anywhere in the long run. This is the way to spiritual exhaustion and burn-out. This is the way to spiritual death.”
Source: Life of the Beloved: Spiritual Living in a Secular World
“Aren't you ready to experience the emotional side of a D/s relationship? For a real taste I suggest On Becoming His - one woman's emotional journey into being owned.”
“Aren't you scared?" asked Cheryl in a low voice. "Not when we're together," said Kirsty, linking arms with her best friend.”
Source: Cheryl the Christmas Tree Fairy
“Aren’t you strong enough to walk alone? We must each of us find God by ourselves.”
Source: Strait is the Gate
“Aren’t you supposed to be Jesus’ bitch?”
Source: Poughkeepsie
“aren’t you tired of a love
that feels less than everything
you claimed you wanted
has your soul grown weary
of being with someone
who only wants you
for a nut
someone who cums
but never stays
your heart deserves better”
Source: I hope this reaches her in time
“aren’t you tired
of needing things
from those who are incapable
of providing the things you need”
Source: Algedonic
“Aren't you tired of this loneliness, though?" Benjamin inquired, his voice tinged with a hint of concern.
"But deep down, aren't we all lonely? Remember, we enter this world alone and depart from it in solitary fashion. In the end, it's always yourself, and only yourself, against the world! And you always lose. No matter what! That's the sad truth," Invokera mused, her words carrying a touch of melancholy.”
Source: We Tragic Few
“Aren’t you tried of this loneliness?”
“But deep down aren’t we all lonely? Remember, we come alone into this world and die all alone. In the end it is yourself, and yourself only, against the world! And you always lose. No matter what! That is the sad truth…”
Source: We Tragic Few
“Aren widened his stance, his eyes locked on his twin’s. “So help me, Adam, I don’t want to hurt you, but if you threaten her one more time I will. That’s a promise.” - Hunter's Moon”
Source: Hunter's Moon
“Aren't all ballets sexy? I think they should be. I can think of nothing more kinky than a prince chasing a swan around all night.”
“Aren't all these notes the senseless writings of a man who won't accept the fact that there is nothing we can do with suffering except to suffer it?”
“Aren't fairy godmothers supposed to be nice and make you feel better about yourself? ...No, you're confusing fairy godmothers with sales clerks.”
Source: My Fair Godmother
“Aren't grown up people just little children at heart?”
“Aren't hidden doors the most alluring? The old stories point that out surely. Even the greatest heroes and heroines fall under the spell of a locked door.”
Source: Snow in Summer
“Aren't I enough for you?' she asked. 'No,' he said. 'You are enough for me, as far as a woman is concerned. You are all women to me. But I wanted a man friend, as eternal as you and I are eternal.' (Women in Love)”
Source: Women in Love
“Aren't I lucky, to have survived so much bad luck.”