E Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with E. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“Eve kissed Able, that's how he got murdered by Cain.”
“Eve left Adam, to meet the Devil in private.”
Source: A Supplementary Volume to the Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: Containing Pieces of Poetry, Not Inserted in Warburton's and Warton's Editions : and a Collection of Letters, Now First Published
“Eve of Darkness
is a sizzling, heart-pounding urban fantasy that thrilled and fascinated me from beginning to end. It's got smokin' hot angels, blood-chilling demons, and questions that go deeper than who’s kicking whose butt. Eve is a smart, spirited heroine I won’t soon forget!”
“Eve of Darkness
is, well, sigh, really damned good. I can't wait for the next installment.”
“Eve Pritchard è una donna libera, non farà mai quello che la gente vuole che faccia. Vi schiaccerà tutti un giorno e non potrete fermarla.”
Source: Eleutheria
“Eve's heart swelled with gratitude for her friend's staunch loyalty, but it was important to her that they fully understand... I think he wanted to allow me the freedom to decide my own path...He's showing me that he understands that how important it is for me to have my family & friends again. By leaving, he's honoring the possibility that I might choose not to return to the valley. When I join him, it will be because it's solely my desire to do so.”
Source: The Outlaw's Heart
“Eve said if I didn’t wear a dress no one would recognize me.” Sadie laughed.
“I would.”
Those two words were laced with meaning and her heart swelled. They sat quietly as the sun disappeared over the horizon and they were surrounded by utter darkness and a bright spread of stars. They covered every inch of the velvet black sky.”
Source: Lucky Cowboy
“Eve said to the serpent, “You know I could go for a bite to eat, but I don't know you from Adam.””
“Eve started in on his jeans, obviously knowing he was commando as usual by grasping his penis and pulling it free without hesitation.
She went down on him hard. It was like she was punishing her mouth for wanting him as much as she did. Driving the car while Eve expertly handled his stick made him feel so powerful, he wanted to head butt the windshield.”
Source: Saving Poughkeepsie
“Eve talking to someone on her computer and having trouble with the language translator....."I have two like crimes. Your data and your input on Leclerk would be very helpful"Marie pursed her lips and humor danced in her eyes."It says you would like to have sex with me. I don't think that is correct""Oh, for Christ sake" Eve slammed a fist against the machine.”
“Eve tasted the apple in the Garden of Eden in order to slake that intense thirst for knowledge that the simple pleasure of picking flowers and talking to Adam could not satisfy.”
“Eve took me to teach me how to fence," Claire said. "Not so much how to fence as how to hold a sword and not drop it," Eve said. "And then I fought Oliver to a draw." Shane fluttered his hands. "Oh, and then we were all elected as ice princesses and asked to go to Disneyland!" "Laugh all you want. I'm going to look way better in full skirts than you," Eve said.”
“Eve was a shy woman. A woman who had spent years hidden away from the world, traumatized by their shared past. True, she was also stubborn as a mule when she wanted to be, but he never should've put her in the position of facing off against Makepeace. He'd obviously proved too overwhelming for her. God only knew what the pleasure garden owner had done to Eve to make her agree to marry him.”
Source: Duke of Sin
“Eve was blamed for the fall of man, and in return all women to come were to inheret her karmic responsibility for the so-called "fall of man". Their punishment was to experience pain in childbirth, and never be trusted by man or God again.”
“Eve was good, he conceded, adding the file he’d just finished to the growing stack on the floor at his feet. Given the proper education and training, she could be great. He stretched the kinks out of limbs stiffened from too much time spent in one position.
Why didn’t she do more with her talent?
He started to ask her, then realized she was sound asleep, curled up in the overstuffed chair. The sun no longer shone through the front window, and his stomach told him it was getting close to lunchtime, but she looked so adorable curled up with her hands under her cheek and her tanned knees against her chest that Matt was in no hurry to leave.”
Source: Desire by Design
“Eve was happy for her bestie. She just wished she had a guy who would look at her the way Seth looked at her friend, eyes all starry.
No, that wasn't it. Or it wasn't completely it. Eve knew there were guys at school who liked her and would give her the Seth-look if she gave them the opportunity. But she didn't want the look from any of those guys. She wanted the look she could give the look back to. She wanted to find a guy she could all-out love who would all-out love her back.”
Source: Fever
“Eve was not a born know-all. She was ignorant. But she was a good learner.”
Source: The 'Language Instinct' Debate: Revised Edition
“Eve was not taken out of Adam's head to top him, neither out of his feet to be trampled on by him, but out of his side to be equal with him, under his arm to be protected by him, and near his heart to be loved by him.”
“Eve was still frowning at the pasta like she suspected it was going to do something clever, like try to escape from the pot.”
Source: The Dead Girls' Dance: The Morganville Vampires
“Eve wasn’t evil. Like a lot of women in history, she just gets a bad rap. She was just doing what she was supposed to do during all that lapsarian business. And we’re all the better for it. Without Eve, there would have been no sin, and thus no need for Jesus. Without Jesus, God would be incomplete. And we wouldn’t know that He is really just a synonym for love.”
Source: In Limbo
“Eve wasn't a size 6 and neither am I.”
“Eve: What is it about asking you Catholic questions that gets you all jumpy?
Roarke: You'd be jumpy, too, if I asked you things that make you feel the hot breath of hell at your back.
Eve: You're not going to hell.
Roarke: Oh, and have you got some inside intel on that?
Eve: You married a cop...you married me. I'm your goddamn salvation.”
Source: Salvation in Death
“Eve with her apple, biting in. Eurydice, smiling when the snake bit her ankle, then again, when he fatally tripped on his desire to keep her small and by his side. Things done wrong for the right reasons.
No one is in charge of us, but us.”
Source: The Power of Amie Martine
“Eve, I know this continues to astound and baffle you, but I actually like to socialize." "I know. If it wasn't for that, you'd be perfect.”
“Eve, we're going to be married in a few days." The jittering started again, big time. "Yeah." "If he keeps looking at you like that, I'm going to have to hurt him.”
Source: J. D. Robb In Death Collection
“Eve-"In the name of all that is holy...It's 2060, not 1760. Can't they figure out a better way to handle this process?" Roarke-"Amen”
“Eve: "She had big plans for me. Kind of a pet, I imagine. Like William. Her little trained dog. And with you dead, she figured I'd inherit all your goodies. You're not going to do that to me are you?" Roarke: "What, die?" Eve: "Leave me all this stuff." Roarke: "Only you would be annoyed by that.”
“Eve: "What do you want?" Nadine: "A man of amazing sexual prowess, great sensitivity, stupendous abs, and the face of an angel. Toss in a wicked sense of humor and stupendous wealth, who adores the very ground I walk on. Oh wait, you already have him.”
“Eve: Anyway, thanks for riding to the rescue. You need a white hat. Good guys wear white, right? Roarke: I look better in black.”
“Eve: Shut up, we have zero time for you and your bullshit dramatics Monica: Or what, you'll bleed on me, Emo Princess of Freakdomonia? Claire: Fine. You come with us. If you get in my way, I'll kill you.”
“EVE:bite me chillie boy”
“EVE:so thats the bathroom where shane spends houres doing his hair shane:bite me”
“Evelinde's thoughts died as she saw that her still-damp chemise was transparent. She could clearly make out several dark patches through the clinging cloth. One was the large mottling bruise on her hip, the other another even bigger bruise on her ribs, but the others were not bruises at all. Her darker nipples were clearly displayed in the damp shift, and the dark gold at the apex of her thighs stood out against her pale skin.
A gasp of horror caught in her throat, but before Evelinde could pull away and cover herself, he'd taken hold of her arm.
"And here."
She peered distractedly down at the arm he'd turned slightly. She had seen all these bruises earlier, the result of her tumble in the river, not from falling from her horse as he supposed. She was more concerned with other issues at the moment, like her near nudity. When he leaned a little closer to see her upper arm better, Evelinde sucked in a startled gulp of air. His breath was blowing hot and sweet on her chilled nipple through the damp chemise. The effect was almost shocking.
Evelinde stood completely still, holding her breath as he examined her injury. He took an exceptionally long time doing so, much longer than he had with the other bruises. And the whole time he did, he was inhaling and exhaling, sending out warm puffs of air over the trembling nipple. Each time he did, an odd little tingle went through Evelinde. Then he suddenly raised a hand to run a finger lightly around the discoloration on her arm, and his wrist brushed against her nipple through the damp cloth.
Evelinde was sure it was accidental, and he did not even notice, but the effect it had on her was rather startling. She closed her eyes as an odd pleasure rolled through her body, finding herself suddenly torn between putting some space between them and staying put to enjoy more of the astonishing effect he had on her. When he finally released her arm and unclasped her legs, she opened her eyes to find him standing up. Before Evelinde could regain enough of her senses to go find her gown and draw it on to cover herself, he'd clasped her head in one hand and tilted her face up to his as she brushed his finger lightly in a circle along her left jaw.
"Ye've another here," he growled.
"Oh," Evelinde breathed, as his finger apparently followed the edge of the bruise past the corner of her lips. That, too, was from her fall in the river, but she couldn't seem to untangle her tongue enough to say so as his finger trailed over her skin.
"Ye've beautiful eyes, lass," he murmured, peering into those eyes now rather than at the injury he was tracing.
"So do you," Evelinde whispered before she could think better of it.
A smile tugged at the corner of his lips right before his mouth covered hers.
Evelinde stiffened at the unexpected caress. His lips were soft yet firm, but kissing her was wholly inappropriate. She was about to say so when something prodded at her lips. Evelinde tried to pull back, but his hand was at the back of her head, preventing her retreat. Suddenly she found her mouth invaded by his tongue.
Her first instinct was to push him away, but then his tongue rasped along hers, and Evelinde stilled again. The caress was surprisingly pleasant. She found herself holding onto his arms rather than pushing him away, and her eyes closed as a little sigh slipped from her mouth to his.”
Source: Devil of the Highlands
“Evelyn always has you hoping you'll get just a bit more. And she always denies you (pg. 16)”
“Evelyn continued to hold the wheel, recognizing the sensation of being in control of the rudder, while Martin explained how the direction of the wind was key, and how all the elements worked together to affect speed.
"It's physics," she said, becoming fascinated by the complexity of the air and water flow working together, and comprehending how the shape of the hull and sails and the size of the keel all played an important part in the boat's movement.”
Source: Surrender to a Scoundrel
“Evelyn Dadd documents her observations of blacksmithing in a troll village in the Kainuu region of Finland in the most recent (1909) edition of her undergraduate textbook, ”Introduction to Dryadology: Theory, Methods, and Practice”.”
Source: Emily Wilde’s Map of the Otherlands
“Evelyn Hugo just wants to go home. It's time for her to go to her daughter, and her lover, and her best friend, and her mother.
Tell them Evelyn Hugo says good-bye.”
Source: The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo
“Evelyn is a drawing in sharp black and white, and I'm - I'm just a subdued pastel.”
Source: Pastel
“Evelyn looks at me with purpose. "Do you understand what I'm telling you? When you're given an opportunity to change your life, be ready to do whatever it takes to make it happen. The world doesn't give things, you take things. If you learn one thing from me, it should probably be that.”
Source: The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo
“Evelyn."
She recognized the voice immediately, and her body began to hum. Closing her eyes for a brief second to search for calm, she wet her lips and slowly turned.
There he was, her hero, looking as handsome as ever in his black-and-white formal attire, his dark, wavy hair curling around his collar in the most appealing way. He was a striking and beautiful man, that had not changed, and she still loved him with every breath of passion in her body. "Hello," she said with a warm smile.
"Hello," he replied, making his way closer, hands in pockets while his eyes took in her evening gown of white satin, embroidered in peach lovers' knots, cut daringly low at the neckline. He even glanced down at her shoes of gilt leather with expensive jeweled toecaps.
"You look beautiful," he said, and she smiled when she recognized the wonder in his eyes. She had definitely picked the right gown for tonight.
He gazed at her appreciatively for another few seconds, then raised his eyebrows and let out a whistle, as if he couldn't quite recover from the sight of her in this dress. It was just the response she had hoped for, and it sent shivers of delight down her spine.”
Source: Surrender to a Scoundrel
“Evelyn stared into the empty ice cream carton and wondered where the smiling girl in the school pictures had gone.”
Source: Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Cafe
“Evelyn was an insomniac so when they say she died in her sleep, you have to question that.”
Source: Pontoon: A Lake Wobegon Novel
“Evelyn Waugh was in error when he said that in New York there was a neurosis in the air which the inhabitants mistook for energy. There was, rather, a tensile excitement in the air which made one think - made me think for many years - that time spent asleep in New York was somehow time wasted. Whether this thought has lengthened or shortened my life I shall never know, but it has certainly colored it.”
Source: Hitch 22: A Memoir
“Evelyn Waugh: How do you get your main pleasure in life, Sir William? Sir William Beveridge: I get mine trying to leave the world a better place than I found it. Waugh: I get mine spreading alarm and despondency and I get more satisfaction than you do.”
“Evelyn, we haven't even seen each other in years."
"I know you were able to forget me,” I said. "I know you were with Joan. I'm sure you were with others." I waited, hoping she would cor.rect me, hoping she would tell me there had been no one else. But she didn't. And so I continued. "But can you honestly say that you stopped loving me?"
"Of course not."
"And I can't say that, either. I have loved you every single day.”
"You married someone else."
“I married him because he helped me forget you,” I said. Not because I stopped loving you.”
Source: The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo
“Evelyn, you are not capable of giving it up. And you never will be. And it will be the tragedy of my life that I cannot love you enough to make you mine.”
Source: The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo
“Evelyn: Look, I... I may not be an explorer, or an adventurer, or a treasure-seeker, or a gunfighter, Mr. O'Connell, but I am proud of what I am. Rick: And what is that? Evelyn: I... am a librarian. The Mummy (1999)”
“Evelyn: There's nothing wrong with embracing one's emotions. Brittany: Mom, You don't just embrace your emotions, you make love to them hard-core.”
“even
The bed of love, that in the imagination
Had seemed to be the giver of all peace,
Is no more than a wine-cup in the tasting,
And as soon finished.”
Source: The Collected Works of W.B. Yeats Volume I: The Poems: Revised Second Edition
“Even 10 minutes of activity changes your brain.”