J Quotes
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“Jack came whirling in like a little gay tornado with Duchess following him.”
“Jack Campbell's dazzling new series is military science fiction at its best. Not only does he tell a yarn of great adventure and action, but he also develops the characters with satisfying depth. I thoroughly enjoyed this rip-roaring read, and I can hardly wait for the next book.”
“Jack Cardiff - the greatest cameraman who ever worked in colour - was a lab boy to start with so he knew Technicolor from the inside out.”
“Jack Carter does not exist as a full person without Cassie Andrews”
Source: The Game Changer
“Jack Corman swore as he seized the window shutter and forced it to stop flapping. It had been striking the frame when he arrived at his father’s house, making a sound like gunshots that echoed across the street, and he was surprised the neighbours hadn’t come out to complain. Then again, Kettu House wasn't just any house. People tended to approach it with caution.”
Source: The Shadow Glass
“Jack coughed slightly and offered his hand. “Hi, uh. I’m Jack.”
Kim took it. “Jack what?”
“Huh?”
“Your last name, silly.”
“Jackson.”
She blinked at him. “Your name is Jack Jackson?”
He blushed. “No, uh, my first name’s Rhett, but I hate it, so…”
He gestured to the chair and she sat. Her dress rode up several inches, exposing pleasing long lines of creamy skin. “Well, Jack, what’s your field of study?”
“Biological Engineering, Genetics, and Microbiology. Post-doc. I’m working on a research project at the institute.”
“Really? Oh, uh, my apple martini’s getting a little low.”
“I’ve got that, one second.” He scurried to the bar and bought her a fresh one. She sipped and managed to make it look not only seductive but graceful as well.
“What do you want to do after you’re done with the project?” Kim continued.
“Depends on what I find.”
She sent him a simmering smile. “What are you looking for?”
Immediately, Jack’s eyes lit up and his posture straightened. “I started the project with the intention of learning how to increase the reproduction of certain endangered species. I had interest in the idea of cloning, but it proved too difficult based on the research I compiled, so I went into animal genetics and cellular biology. It turns out the animals with the best potential to combine genes were reptiles because their ability to lay eggs was a smoother transition into combining the cells to create a new species, or one with a similar ancestry that could hopefully lead to rebuilding extinct animals via surrogate birth or in-vitro fertilization. We’re on the edge of breaking that code, and if we do, it would mean that we could engineer all kinds of life and reverse what damage we’ve done to the planet’s ecosystem.”
Kim stared. “Right. Would you excuse me for a second?”
She wiggled off back to her pack of friends by the bar. Judging by the sniggering and the disgusted glances he was getting, she wasn’t coming back.
Jack sighed and finished off his beer, massaging his forehead. “Yes, brilliant move. You blinded her with science. Genius, Jack.”
He ordered a second one and finished it before he felt smallish hands on his shoulders and a pair of soft lips on his cheek. He turned to find Kamala had returned, her smile unnaturally bright in the black lights glowing over the room. “So…how did it go with Kim?”
He shot her a flat look. “You notice the chair is empty.”
Kamala groaned. “You talked about the research project, didn’t you?”
“No!” She glared at him.
“…maybe…”
“You’re so useless, Jack.” She paused and then tousled his hair a bit. “Cheer up. The night’s still young. I’m not giving up on you.”
He smiled in spite of himself. “Yet.”
Her brown eyes flashed. “Never.”
Source: Of Cinder and Bone
“Jack could feel the fissures beginning even now, the hard shell he'd promised to keep in place so that no one, ever, would get close enough to hurt him again.”
Source: Salem Falls
“Jack could hold a silence with the best of them. And Alanzo Rossi, Alan Ross, was in Jack’s five-day experience of him a pitch-dark room scattered with mousetraps.”
Source: A Power Unbound
“Jack couldn't help but watch Nonie as she left. She looked to be twenty-nine, thirty at the most, stood maybe five foot-four and was slender. She had shoulder-length, curly, walnut-colored hair and the largest most beautiful blue eyes he'd ever seem Her nose and ears were small in comparison to her full lips, which he'd give anything to kiss.”
Source: Toe to Toe
“Jack Crawford heard the rhythm and syntax of his own speech in Graham’s voice. He had heard Graham do that before, with other people. Often in intense conversation Graham took on the other person’s speech patterns. At first, Crawford had thought he was doing it deliberately, that it was a gimmick to get the back-and-forth rhythm going.
Later Crawford realized that Graham did it involuntarily, that sometimes he tried to stop and couldn’t.”
“Jack crouched to meet Bernie and let her sniff him, her tail at half-staff. Jack loved dogs though they hadn't had one in the Julemarked since Pinecone wandered in and stayed. That was decades ago. Bernie gave a quick sample lick of his chin, clearly approved, then went in for the full-body affection, knocking him onto his butt and stepping on his lap, forgetting she was more horse than dog. He couldn't help but laugh and felt he'd passed an important test.”
Source: Once Upon a December
“Jack Daniels makes us all puke.”
“Jack Del Rio and myself are very similar except he's really good looking and was a great player. Other than that, we're very similar.”
“Jack didn’t fully get Jesus. Audrey tried to explain it, and he could repeat it back to her, word for word, but he still didn’t comprehend most of it. The best he could gather was that Jesus lived long ago, told people to be nice, and they killed him for it. At the end, he asked who was Jesus’ necromancer and if he was in the Bible, then Kaldar couldn’t stop laughing and had to sit down.”
“Jack Dylan was about to face federal charges for stalking a victim and murdering him. He would probably be charged with murder in the first. If convicted, Jack Dylan faced mandatory life in prison without the possibility of parole. Drastic action was required, and Shaheed knew with absolute certainty the one person he needed to call.”
Source: Betrayal In Blue
“Jack Dylan was not a religious man, but he thanked God that Zack was a more talented lawyer than he, Jack, was a police officer. Zachary Blake is a master; he will never mimic my carelessness. Somehow, he will persuade the jury to find me ‘not guilty.”
Source: Betrayal In Blue
“Jack felt arousal spiking through him, clouding his mind with the wanting, wanting this man, all of him, black and tarry, rotted with disuse, glorious and fractured and spilling out of the cracks.”
Source: Zero at the Bone
“Jack Force was more than she had ever dared wish for, and he was better than a dream or a fantasy because he was real. He was far from perfect, moody and distant at times, and burdened with sharp temper and an impulsiveness that was part of his dark nature. But she felt more love for him than she thought possible. He wasn't perfect, but he was perfect for her. (Schuyler Van Alen)”
“Jack Frost hibernates from March to November,
dreaming snowflake designs to share in December.
With glittering breath, snowstorms, and blue blizzards,
lakes made of crystal, he’s an icy wizard!
People assume winter will be harsh, cold, and cruel
and that Jack must be a wicked, cold-weather ghoul.
But he’s truly an artist, known as Bringer of Ice,
and although his heart is cold, he’s really quite nice.”
Source: Lucy Lick-Me-Not and the Greedy Gubbins: A Christmas Story
“Jack furiously chopped vegetables. "Captain Dependable! Wait, we vetoed that one. The Divine Door Maker? Too much? Hmm...Handsome Hero, but maybe I should move away from alliteration. Something sleek. Our Lord and Master Jack.”
“Jack Geiger, for example, was a leader of that movement. He was part of Physicians for Social Responsibility, which was kind of one of the ways that I worked my way into social activism in medicine.”
“Jack Geisinger. He passed, but we were friends up until the end. We took a dress design and apparel class, and I realized that I didn't like it, mostly because I couldn't sew very well. I then change over to textile design, where I could draw and paint. It was perfect for me. I got to the height of my career as a textile designer. I was working with people like Donna Karan, Jean Muir, and Scott Barrie.”
“Jack glanced toward the dressing room, not believing that all the time he had been with her, she had been half-naked...”
Source: A Ghost of a Chance at Love
“Jack had an actor's control." Chuck Spalding”
Source: 1960--LBJ vs. JFK vs. Nixon: The Epic Campaign That Forged Three Presidencies
“Jack had been the love of her life and he was gone. It seemed now that there had never been bad times, though she knew that wasn’t true.”
Source: British Bulldog
“Jack hadn’t thought of love as a promise before—a promise that, even when the world was falling down around him, would stay kept. But without Sutton saying a word, he knew that there would be comfort when he couldn’t sleep tonight. And tomorrow and the day after, there would be a home to go to, even if it was no more than a pair of arms around him and a head tucked close to his in the darkness.”
Source: Whistling In the Dark
“Jack has been cracking the whip. Er . . . I mean . . .” I flush and fall silent.
Christian says nothing for a moment.
“Cracking the whip, eh? Well, there was a time when I would have called him a lucky man.” His voice is full of dry humor. “Don’t let him get on top of you, baby.”
“Christian!”
“Jack has been quiet because he’s been so scared of asking for help. Because he feels alone in trying to deal with his mother’s illness and taking care of himself and his brother. But I’m here for him. I’ll always be here for him.”
Source: The Charmed List
“Jack Holloway told me he would get the son of a bitch who killed my child and the mate of my child," Papa continued. "Jack Holloway did get that son of a bitch. Jack Holloway got you. You are the man who killed my child. Get off my planet, you son of a bitch.”
Source: Fuzzy Nation
“Jack, I'm going to tell you a story. A runner took a book to a famous dealer and said: 'I've got something rare here.' 'Yes,' replied the dealer, 'but customers who want it are rarer.'
Then my book is worth nothing?
Nothing whatsoever. It's a volume of old sermons, which in the trade are pretty well unsaleable. Your book is a first edition all right, and probably there never was a second, for obvious reasons.”
Source: Death of a Bookseller
“Jack." I threaded my hands through his soft hair and pulled him down where I needed him to go.
With a satisfied growl, he sucked my clit into his mouth, swirling his tongue until I was almost boneless with pleasure. My hands dug into his hair, pulling him down for more. Then suddenly he stopped.
"Do you trust me?"
I would have said anything to have his mouth back on me, but I didn't have to lie. Not after he'd shown me through his actions more than he'd been able to say in words. "Yes, Jack. I trust you."
His eyes warmed and his mouth returned, along with two fingers that he pumped inside me. My body tightened and trembled, my fingers tugging his hair, my back arching off the bed. It took almost no time to reach the peak, my heels digging into the soft blanket, my skin hot, his name a moan on my lips. Jack held me down with one firm hand and tipped me over the edge with a coordinated thrust of his fingers and a swirl of his tongue.
And then I was falling, soaring, breathless, as I was swept up in a tidal wave of ecstasy. So good. So beautiful. My legs went limp, and I closed my eyes and succumbed to sensation.”
Source: 'Til Heist Do Us Part
“JACK: I will be back in a few moments, dear Canon. Gwendolen! Wait here for me!
GWENDOLEN: If you are not too long, I will wait here for you all my life.”
Source: The Importance of Being Earnest
“Jack in and jerk off, kid! You too can save the world ... from those evil, bug-eyed commies from space!”
Source: Rhapsody: Notes on Strange Fictions
“Jack is Jack, and he’ll always do whatever he needs to do to protect me.", Celestra Caine in FADE by Kailin Gow”
Source: Fever
“Jack is someone you could make a cardboard cut-out of, and it would sell like hotcakes.”
Source: Her Rock Star Mountain Man
“Jack is somewhere in this city, right now.
The thought was like passing by a house where someone was grilling in the back yard. You could smell it, but it wasn't yours, and you couldn't just barge into their home and demand a burger, no matter how your mouth watered.”
Source: Zero at the Bone
“Jack isn't particularly superstitious. Except when he is. Which means he isn't the kind of guy who stops at a palm reader's booth, but he does believe dating is a magical cosmic matching contest.”
Source: Tell Me Something Good
“Jack jumped off the couch, pulling his shirt back on. "Next time,if you'd like, I'll just come without one," he said,grinning at me.”
Source: Supernaturally (Paranormalcy, Book 2)
“Jack kept track of the triplets while she slipped on his jacket. It was large, roomy, and scented with his maleness. All earthy and musk. The bottom leather edge fell mid-thigh and, once zipped, held down her polka dots. His body warmth embraced her, chasing away the chill and further indignity. Grateful, she smiled and mouthed, Thank you.
He spoke low. "We've denied the wind the big reveal."
We, as in he and she. Together.
A lusty gust pressed his gray cotton T-shirt to his chest. Etching his firm pecs and six-pack. The man was built. "You won't get cold?" she asked.
"I've plenty of heat, Peep."
That he did. She was feeling overheated herself. Not only from the jacket but from his nearness.”
Source: The Café Between Pumpkin and Pie
“Jack Kerouac did what he most wanted to do. He wrote great prose. He became the writer he wanted to be.”
“Jack Kerouac influenced me quite a bit as a writer... in the Arab sense that the enemy of my enemy was my friend.”
Source: Conversations with Hunter S. Thompson
“Jack Kerouac seems to have been preoccupied with the question of duality from a very young age. He seemed to feel that there was more than one person inside him. Indeed he would veer from friendly, open and so on to someone who was angry. In a way, there was a swing also between his American self and what he later called his Franco-American older brother. There was a swing between the deeply introverted part of himself and the person he became out in the world, having to act in an extroverted way.”
“Jack Kerouac was cool because he had no idea he was.”
“Jack [Kerouac] was, in a sense, a twentieth-century American mythographer. And that’s why maybe those novels will stand up, because they will be one of the best statements of the myth of the twentieth century.”
“Jack Kerouac, like a sick refrigerator, worked too hard at keeping cool and died on his mama's lap from alcohol and infantilism.”
Source: A Voice Crying in the Wilderness
“Jack kissed her long and deep, with a driving need that radiated all the way to his bones. Pausing, he took an extra moment to breathe in the honeyed fragrance of her skin, to taste the sweet flavor of her tongue as it slid like hot, damp silk against his own.
He shuddered from the pleasure, relishing the sensations as though they were manna from heaven.”
Source: Seduced by His Touch
“Jack kissed him so carefully that August thought he would fall to pieces. Kissed him with the weight of knowing the price of risk. Then he gazed back at August like his heart was already breaking.
It was the same face that Jack had made on the roof, in the middle of the night, when they rolled in the grass, when he sat back with August’s blood and ink on his hands, when his face was lit orange with flames, when he’d opened the door to Rina’s room, when he stared across the gym at the homecoming dance, when he pulled him from the river and breathed him back to life.
Jack had been waiting. He’d been trying. He was scared. There were tears in his eyes and it took August’s breath away.”
Source: The Wicker King
“Jack Lambert is mean and relentless wherever he goes, on and off the field! I do remember many times he would chase me in practice but no way would I let him catch me.”
“Jack Layton taught us to believe in a new approach to leadership.”
“Jack leaned over, “Ever get the impression that these women are way out of our league?” “I shot the last guy who said that to me.”
Source: A Lot Like Love