I Quotes
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“I stared at him. Did he really just say that? Did he remember? The way he looked back at me, one eyebrow raised, I knew he did. And this time, I was the one to look away. Because I remembered. I remembered everything.”
Source: It's Not Summer Without You
“I stared at him in amazement. "You faced down a dragon. You made him back off."
Blitzen shrugged. "I don't like bullies." He pointed at my legs. "We might need to get you some new clothes, kid. Dark khakis would go with that shirt. Or grey denim."
I understood why he wanted to change the subject. He didn't want to talk about how brave he'd been. He didn't see his actions as praiseworthy. It was simply a fact; you didn't mess with Blitzen's bestie.”
Source: Magnus Chase and the Ship of the Dead
“I stared at him in silence. There were so many things I wanted to say. Like, How could you think what I feel for you is only physical? or, Don't you know you're my best friend? and finally, Bones, I love-”
“I stared at him. Maybe it had been hard for him being second best too.”
Source: The Illustrated Mum
“I stared at him. “You’re a bat, Rudi! She’s a mermaid. What were you thinking?”
Source: Neptune's Brood
“I stared at him.' You're scared of bunnies?' 'Blah-hah-hah! They're big bullies. Allways stealing celery from defenseless satyrs!”
“I stared at him. “You’re scared of bunnies?”
“Blah-hah-hah! They’re big bullies. Always stealing celery from defenseless satyrs!”
Thalia coughed.”
Source: The Last Olympian
“I stared at him, unable to believe this was happening. That he could just disappear, along with everything rich and strange he’d brought into my life. Vanished, like magic.”
Source: Cassie Palmer Novels 1-5
“I stared at Irys. My Story Weaver had to be laughing his blue ass off right now. My future appeared to be a long twisted road fraught with knots, tangles and traps. Just the way I liked it.”
Source: Magic Study
“I stared at Jean-Claude and it wasn't the beauty of him that made me love him, it was just him. It was love made up of a thousand touches, a million conversations, a trillion shared looks. A love made up of danger shared, enemies conquered, a determination to neither of us would change the other, even if we could. I love Jean-Claude, all of him, because if I took away the Machiavellian plottings, the labyrinth of his mind, it would lessen him, make him someone else.”
Source: Laurell K. Hamilton's Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter collection 11-15
“I stared at Kate in disbelief.
"I know, I know," she said, walking toward me, hands raised as if to calm a dangerous beast.
"She's not coming," I said.
"She's coming."
"She can't."
"She's coming.”
Source: Skybreaker
“I stared at Mrs. Broussard, thinking of Pastor Mills, who liked to quote the book of 1 Peter, saying, 'Your adversary the devil prowls around like a roaring lion, seeking someone to devour,' and I wondered if Mrs. Broussard was really the devil in disguise and I should hightail it back to Millen before she devoured me.”
Source: These Heathens
“I stared at my feet, at the shoes you bought me, the ones with red lights that flashed on the soles when I walked...my sneakers erupted with silent flares: the world's smallest ambulances, going nowhere.”
Source: On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous
“I stared at my lap. I wished I were confident, I wished I were brave. I wished he didn’t scare me. But the more he spoke the less I wanted to look away, and the more I did.”
Source: How To Get Your Heart Broken
“I stared at my Master. Never had I seen him so lovely as now when he was flushed with this new blood. I wanted to touch him. I wanted to go into his arms. His eyes were drunken and soft as he looked at me.
But he broke off his seductive stare and went back to the table, and around it properly, and stood beside the man who had feasted on the joint.”
Source: The Vampire Armand
“I stared at myself in the mirror. Okay, just ugh. I had to get some sleep tonight - the bags under my eyes had bags.”
Source: Untamed: A House of Night Novel
“I stared at Oscar’s face, seeking something familiar. When we made eye contact, something in me ached because I found it.
This was my friend.”
Source: What I Did
“I stared at the back of the subway disappearing into the darkness. Now, the figures of my companions couldn't be seen all that well.
「And everyone lived happily ever after.」
I always hated that phrase.
However, the current me dearly wished for that phrase to become true.”
Source: 전지적 독자 시점 Part 5 01
“I stared at the bodies of the young men whose lives I took. I wondered what they were like and if they had partners waiting at home for them. Maybe if we grew up on the same side of Suhai we could have been friends.”
Source: Across the Great Ocean: Desolation
“I stared at the creased map on my wall, the thin green line connecting all the places I had read about. There they were, all the cities of my imaginary future, held together with tape and marker and pins. In six months, a lot had changed. There was no thin green line that could lead me to my future anymore. Just a girl.”
Source: Beautiful Creatures: The Complete Series
“I stared at the empty space where he'd been, waiting, waiting, not letting that expression off my face until a warm, strong finger traced a line down the edge of my right wing.
It felt like- like having my ear breathed into.
I shuddered, arching as a gasp came out of me.
And then Rhys was in front of me, scanning my face, the wings behind me. 'How?'
'Shape-shifting,' I managed to say, watching the rain slide down his golden-tan face. And it was distracting enough that the talons, the wings, the rippling darkness faded, and I was left light and cold in my own skin.
Shape-shifting... at the sight of part of the history, the male I had not really let myself remember. Shape-shifting- a gift from Tamlin that I had not wanted, or needed... until now.
Rhys's eyes softened. 'That was a very convincing performance.'
'I gave him what he wanted to see,' I murmured.”
Source: A Court of Mist and Fury
“I stared at the enormous homes, the landscaping and flower beds immaculate. It was as if dollar bills, instead of leaves, hung from the trees.”
Source: Out of The Easy
“I stared at the hospice nurse's clipboard of notes, her purple scrubs, her file filled with Momma's health history, and I listened to the clicking of her pen and never looked her in the eye. She didn't belong in our home. She was just full of false information, cynical with age, and her pessimism about Momma's lifespan was making the house feel claustrophobic, like a coffin. She was closing the lid.”
“I stared at the list, as though willing the murderer's name to appear in red letters before my eyes. I felt I was so close to discovering something, if only I could find the right link, some bit of information that would point in the right direction. At least, that was how it worked in the mystery novels.”
Source: Murder at the Brightwell
“I stared at the lute. At the darkness of the small holes amid the twisting decoration of the wood. I imagined, ridiculously, a world inside there. Deep in the shell of the lute. Where some miniature version of ourselves could live, safe and invisible and unharmed.”
Source: How to Stop Time
“I stared at the nose I'd seen bleeding only hours before, the violet eyes that had been so filled with pain. 'Why?' I asked.
He knew what I meant, and shrugged. 'Because when the legends get written, I didn't want to be remembered for standing on the side-lines. I want my future offspring to know that I was there, and that I fought against her at the end, even if I couldn't do anything useful.'
I blinked, this time not at the brightness of the sun.
'Because,' he went on, his eyes locked with mine, 'I didn't want you to fight alone. Or die alone.'
And for a moment, I remembered the faerie who had died in our foyer, and how I'd told Tamlin the same thing. 'Thank you,' I said, my throat tight.
Rhys flashed a grin that hadn't quite reached his eyes. 'I doubt you'll be saying that when I take you to the Night Court.'
I didn't bother to reply as I turned toward the view. The mountains went on and on, gleaming and shadowed and vast under the open, clear sky.
But nothing in my stirred- nothing catalogued the light and colours.”
Source: A Court of Thorns and Roses
“I stared at the nose I'd seen bleeding only hours before, the violet eyes that had been so filled with pain. "Why?" I asked.
He knew what I meant, and shrugged. "Because when the legends get written, I didn't want to be remembered for standing on the sidelines. I want my future offspring to know that I was there, and that I fought against her at the end, even if I couldn't do anything useful."
I blinked, this time not at the brightness of the sun.
"Because," he went on, his eyes locked with mine, "I didn't want you to fight alone. Or die alone."
And for a moment, I remembered that faerie who had died in our foyer, and how I'd told Tamlin the same thing. "Thank you," I said, my throat tight.
Rhys flashed a grin that didn't quite reach his eyes. " I doubt you'll be saying that when I take you to the Night Court.”
Source: A Court of Thorns and Roses
“I stared at the Ohio River every day as a child, a thing that for me is almost more symbol than river. The formation of personality is inextricable from place. It strikes me as an interesting example of dependent co-arising; land shapes the organism, which then reshapes - literally and figuratively - the land. This because of this; not that because not that. Nothing is separate, least of all the literary mind.”
“I stared at the phone, thankful it stopped bouncing right before tumbling over the edge. If I told Mom I needed another phone, she’d have a llama”
“I stared at the reflection in the mirror, trying to recognize the person looking back at me. It had been weeks since I started this journey of understanding my emotions and the invisible walls I'd build around myself.”
“I stared at the river far below. "Why did you park us on the mountain? Why not closer?" Bast shrugged, as if this hadn't occurred to her. "Cats like to get as high up as possible. In case we have to pounce on something." "Great," I said. "So if we have to pounce, we're all set.”
Source: The Kane Chronicles: The Complete Series
“I stared at the television in shock, watching as my private life was revealed to the world.”
“I stared at the trunks of books on the library floor, remembering the pangs I’d once had for a profession, for some purpose. The world had been such a beckoning place once.”
Source: The Invention of Wings
“I stared at the tweet I was about to post. It wasn't going to add anything to my life. Or anyone else's life. It was just going to lead to more checking of my phone, like Pepys with his pocket watch. I pressed delete, and felt a strange relief as I watch each letter disappear.”
Source: Notes on a Nervous Planet
“I stared at them in disbelief. "You meant to get caught?"
"Turns out the easiest way to schedule a meeting is to get arrested.”
Source: Ruin and Rising
“I stared back at him, trying to think of a way to explain how I'd eradicated the word "want" from my vocabulary long ago and replaced it with "need." It made life so much easier that way, blowing away all the unnecessary and distracting clutter from a life of purpose, much like I imagined a storm sweeping away anything not strong enough to withstand the struggle.”
Source: The Beach Trees
“I stared back at him with something that, I realize now, was close to cellular recognition. In one glance, he recalled my father, my first boyfriend, my college love, my future.”
“I stared because their faces, so different, so similar, were all devastatingly, inhumanly beautiful.”
Source: Twilight: Twilight
“I stared down at her, my gaze riveted. I couldn’t help myself. Silently I pressed her image into my mind, taking in every characteristic of my newfound hero. Her gnarled fingers like claws pressed the ground. Her white hair lifted in feathery wisps above tired and watery seafoam-green eyes. Her face reminded me of dried cracked earth, her story written in the deep wrinkled lines on her brown, suntanned skin. I had never seen anyone look frailer yet more fierce.”
Source: Eating Yellow Paint
“I stared down at my hands and saw the blood coat them, how warm and real something felt when it wasn’t just ink and stains. This was life and I was holding it in my hands. I drew my eyes back up and beneath the flickering streetlight and the throng of drunken cattle, I saw nothing else but the dead girl. Somebody out there had taken her life, her heart, and there I was with her warm, sticky blood. Feeling the most alive I’d felt in years.
I had to find him. I just had to.”
Source: Down by The Mausoleum
“I stared down at the white bikini in horror. My cleavage was out in full form, while the bikini bottoms hugged my hips, tinier than anything I’d ever dare buy for myself. What the hell was Gavin Fletcher thinking putting me in something like this? And he wanted me to go outside in it, much less get my picture taken?
Yeah, right! That was absolutely not happening.
“We haven’t got all day, Lani,” Martin barked from on deck.
I put my head in my hands, sighing deeply before brushing my hair back from my eyes. What the hell had I gotten myself into?
There was a gentle rapping on the bedroom door, and I opened it, wishing I had a towel to cover up with. Gavin’s gold-flecked eyes met mine, and I stepped back to let him in. He sucked in a breath, looking me over in that brash way of his, his lips curling into a grin.
“Now that’s what I’ve been hoping for,” he said.
I laughed nervously and crossed my arms in front of my body. “I don’t know if I can do this. You heard Martin out there.”
Gavin reached forward and put a hand on my arm, smoothing his large palm over my skin. I shivered beneath his touch, feeling the heat from a connection I wondered if he felt, too. Judging by the heat in his gaze, he did, but how was that even possible? I couldn’t be reading him right.
“You look stunning, Aolani,” he said, that dangerous, bad-boy smile of his making my toes curl. “You’re exactly what I’ve been waiting for. Exactly what this campaign needs. Please say you’ll try? For me?”
Source: Lush Curves
“I stared down into her eyes, my voice barely a whisper. "If I stay here any longer, I'm not going to be able to stop myself from kissing you.”
Source: Ice Moon
“I stared hard, trying to find a pattern. Thinking if I kept looking hard enough, maybe the pieces of the world would fit back together into something I could understand.”
“I stared in the mirror.
Love gone bad
showed me a Gorgon.
I stared at a dragon.
Fire spewed
from the mouth of a mountain.
And here you come
with a shield for a heart
and a sword for a tongue
and your girls, your girls.
Wasn’t I beautiful
Wasn’t I fragrant and young?
Look at me now.”
“I stared into her eyes, wide under the thick fringe of lashes, and yearned for sleep. Not for oblivion, as I had before, not to escape boredom, but because I wanted to *dream*. Maybe, if I could be unconscious, if I could dream, I could live for a few hours in a world where she and I could be together. She dreamed of me. I wanted to dream of her.”
“I stared into his handsome face and let those feelings overwhelm me and in that fleeting time I felt the ghost of our emotional connection. It was just a mere whisper, like a scent on the breeze that blows past you too quickly, bringing with it a memory of something you can’t quite grasp. I wasn’t sure if it was a trick of the light, a flicker of something real, or something I fabricated, but it captured all of my attention.”
“I stared into Jared's eyes, and the strangest thing happened. All the melting and melding I had just been through was shoved aside, into the smallest part of my body, the little corner that I took up physically. The rest of me yearned toward Jared with the same desperate, half-crazed hunger I'd felt since the first time I'd seen him here. This body barely belonged to me or to Melanie-it belonged to him.”
“I stared, knowing this young Leonardo DiCaprio look-alike would be in a slideshow starting soon.”
Source: Scarlet Yearnings: Stories of Love and Desire
“I stared, like always. A tree in the Petrified Forest. I looked down at my hands and feet and ordered them to move, only they wouldn’t.”
Source: What She Left Behind
“I stared, losing myself in the fond memories of chocolates in their paper shells at Christmas, in the surprise and discovery of the filling inside, the strong, earthy scent of cacao, and the taste of the trinity- the over-the-top sweetness of the white chocolate, the smooth finish of milk, and the bitterness of the dark.”
Source: Natalie Tan's Book of Luck & Fortune