S Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with S. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“She and I went to school with Shay Mitchell and Hayden Panettiere, Megan Fox was prom queen, Chris Hemsworth was prom king."
I make a clicking noise with my tongue.
"And there was Natalie's worst enemy, a cheerleader who tried to steal Damon away from her in tenth grade; Natalie said she was the slutty version of Nina Dobrev - none of these people really looked like them, not really anyway. Natalie is just...odd”
Source: The Edge of Never
“She and I will become one someday soon. So much so, that none will know where I begin and she ends. This I know…”
Source: Gods & Goddesses
“She and Kate had wanted to see the things everyone else saw, too, but with their own eyes. That was how art, how anything, became immortal. Becoming a still point in the universe, around which endless bodies revolved.”
Source: End of the World House
“She and Kennedy both dove for the power connector; Kennedy reached it first and yanked out the connection as Alex landed on her stomach beside it.
The air settled down until the fine hairs on her arm no longer stood on end. Alex dropped her forehead to the platform and started laughing. “Just like university, isn’t it?”
“Almost—nothing’s actually blown up yet.”
Source: Rubicon
“She and Lisa Jo were oblivious to Mabel’s near- death experience. They were too busy trying to still look cool and not quite pulling it off. As they hurried to the restrooms, Mabel looked once more for her hero. There he was! Standing next to the building that led to the changing rooms, there stood this tall, skinny kid. He’d been patiently tying his little brother’s shoe. He barely looked up but when he saw those strawberry-blonde curls, he became mesmerized.
As though in a trance, he walked over to Mabel. Words wouldn’t come for either of them but something...electric seemed to pass through them. On an impulse she never could quite explain, Mabel reached over and kissed him. On the lips! Something she had never done before she was suddenly an expert at.
Though it lasted a mere second or two, its effect on George branded him for life. And, just as the tumultuous waters of the Davidson River had pulled these two into its current, George somehow knew his life would never be the same.”
Source: The Adventures of George and Mabel: Based on an Almost (Kind of? Sort of? Could Be?) True Story
“She and Marie were Montreal girls, not trained to accompany heroes, or to hold out for dreams, but just to be patient.”
Source: Varieties of Exile
“She and my uncle were very sociable and would have a lot of people over at night to play cards or whatever. The high spot of those evenings was when we kids got dressed up to do a skit or something to amuse the guests. I loved it.”
“She and Prudence sat on a cool grassy carpet. A pale green curtain of branches just brushed the grasses and threw a filigree of shadows, as delicate as the wrought silver, on the child’s face.”
Source: The Witch of Blackbird Pond
“She and Seph have shaped each other’s preteenhoods like clay in their hands. Some part of them will never be able to let the other go. Cassandra will think of her every time she hears a pop song on the radio or sees a girl with a frizzy ponytail.”
Source: The Sharp Edge of Seashells
“She and the girl rest their foreheads together. Say nothing, because they couldn't have heard anything anyway, the echo of the screams in their hearts is deafening.”
Source: Beartown
“She and the star
The feeling was fair,
It felt like a perfect pair,
There appeared to be no room for any despair,
As my imagination got caught in her beautiful eyes and her locks of hair,
Well, the sun had finally risen,
My heart too had eventually chosen,
Her, and her beautiful eyes where I wished to awaken,
Every morning and every day, because in them I did not feel forsaken,
So I waited at the crossing of life where I had met her sometime ago,
Where I just felt an existence without an ego,
Yes, it was many years and many months ago,
I am there at the same crossing now, wondering where to go,
For it is uncertain which way she took,
Whether she went towards the mountain tall or there where flows the brook,
Or there, where the summer breezer a few leaves had tenderly shook,
Or maybe there, from where she had left while offering me that strange parting look,
But then I realise few things shine like stars,
For those who believe in love without bars,
And those who deal with emotional battles and feeling induced wars,
To realise that in order to shine one must burn, and that is the fate of all stars,
So I seek her in the sky instead, assuming she is the star I can see,
From anywhere, from everywhere, or wherever I might be,
And this has made me fall in love with the night, where it creates a world just for me,
The starry world, where finally, in the stars those eyes and that smile I can see,
And during the day I lie asleep because the sky means nothing,
It just has the burning sun, the bright light and perhaps everything,
But it is not the sky, that shines with that fairest thing,
Those beautiful eyes, that subtle smile, and her shimmer that is so charming,
And here I am witnessing another night,
Looking at the star that is in the sight,
Seeking from it a pseudo delight,
Because what burns may not always create the beauty’s eternal light,
But that is not the star’s fault nor the skies folly,
For the munificent star burns for me willingly,
So that I think of her lovingly,
And that I accept silently, that my heart too loved what I loved with my mind finally!”
Source: They Loved in 2075!
“She and the star
The feeling was fair,
It felt like a perfect pair,
There appeared to be no room for any despair,
As my imagination got caught in her beautiful eyes and her long hair,
Well, the sun had finally risen,
My heart too had eventually chosen,
Her, and her beautiful eyes where I wished to awaken,
Every morning and every day, because in them I did not feel forsaken,
So I waited at the crossing of life where I had met her sometime ago,
Where I just felt an existence without an ego,
Yes, it was many years and many months ago,
I am there at the same crossing now, wondering where to go,
For it is uncertain which way she took,
Whether she went towards the mountain tall or there where flows the brook,
Or there, where the summer breeze, a few leaves had tenderly shook,
Or maybe there, from where she had left while offering me that strange parting look,
But then it is true too, few things shine like stars,
For those who believe in love without bars,
And those who deal with emotional battles and feeling induced wars,
Realise that in order to shine one must burn, and that is the fate of all stars,
So I seek her in the sky instead, assuming she is the star I can see,
From anywhere, from everywhere, or wherever I might be,
And this has made me fall in love with the night, where it creates a world just for me,
The starry world, where finally, in the stars those eyes and that smile, I can see,
And during the day I lie asleep because the sky means nothing,
It just has the burning sun, the bright light and perhaps everything,
But it is not the sky that shines with that fairest thing,
Those beautiful eyes, that subtle smile, and her shimmer that is so charming,
And here I am witnessing another night,
Looking at the star that is in the sight,
Seeking from it a pseudo delight,
Because what burns may not always create the beauty’s eternal light,
But that is not the star’s fault nor the skies folly,
For the munificent star burns for me willingly,
So that I think of her lovingly,
And that I accept silently, that my heart too loved what I loved with my mind finally!”
Source: They Loved in 2075!
“She and Thomas had helped construct the Maze; at the same time she’d exerted a lot of effort to build a wall holding back her emotions.”
Source: The Maze Runner Series Complete Collection (Maze Runner)
“She announced at dinner one night that when she grew up she was going to be a mean mean old lady who lived in a forest and people came to her for advice and spells, except, she added, turning to look directly at her father, except wicked trolls.”
Source: Raising Demons
“She announced her age right away, for children consider their ages every bit as important as their names.”
“She answered by standing and kissing him first and held his cheeks and closed her eyes and felt sure as bones and deep as blood that she had found her place.”
Source: The Goose Girl
“She answered with a passion I didn’t expect & I was lost. In that moment our hearts beat as one. In that moment I knew she loved me." #Ren”
Source: Tiger's Curse
“She appeared to be near seventeen years of age, but looked like a vision from the Greek tragedies. With plaited coils of dark luscious hair, lips like the petals of a rose, and large, deep eyes that contained all the delight of her passion. She was the loveliest girl I have ever seen in all my life. Then she spoke. I have never heard such a voice before. It seemed she was instantly Juliet. From deep tones to flute-like music like the lark, she spoke and sang her parts with an excitement that stirred the whole audience. She concluded to thunderous applause and I could barely contain my own appreciation.”
Source: The Wolf of Dorian Gray: A Werewolf Spawned by the Evil of Man
“She appeared to him more beautiful than he had ever seen her yet. Beautiful with a beauty which was wholly feminine and angelic, with a complete beauty which would have made Petrarch sing and Dante kneel. [...]”
“She appears quiet and subdued.
The paradox:
Raging storms twirl inside her.”
Source: Moon Gypsy
“She appears to have a face that would stop a clock and raise hell with small watches, bless her heart.”
“She appreciated her own reflection- she looked less than a tenth of her earthly age- but knew the years were bound to catch up. There had been a time or two when she had put a glamour on herself, to reverse those years, to remember and even to capture the attention of a young man so she could make the kind of vigorous love she had enjoyed before. But she wouldn't have tried to keep up the glamour permanently, or to create the violent kind of spells that she could have to remain in a state of perpetual youth. The crone cannot be a sage or wisewoman until she reaches beyond the shallow confines of her skin. Children of the earth must also change, like the seasons do. Autumn had seen herself in all these transitions: the tentative buds of spring; the heavy sensuality of summer. And now, like the fall, she was colorful and majestic but right on the verge of winter, to be stripped down to what was really important, the bare branches of what was true.”
Source: When Autumn Leaves
“She approached them all without a trace of sentimentality or condescension. The older Docklanders were accustomed to meeting middle-class do-gooders, who deigned to act graciously to inferiors. The Cockneys despised these people, used them for what they could get, and made fun of them behind their backs, but Sister Evangelina had no patronising airs and graces.”
“She arches her body like a cat on a stretch. She nuzzles her cunt into my face like a filly at the gate. She smells of the sea. She smells of rockpools when I was a child. She keeps a starfish in there. I crouch down to taste the salt, to run my fingers around the rim. She opens and shuts like a sea anemone. She's refilled each day with fresh tides of longing.”
Source: Written On The Body
“She argued with him timidly, yet the awareness of this timidity was enough to push her on.”
Source: Lament for Four Brides
“She arrives with the first thunder—
hair wet with sky,
eyes holding storms
no one has named. I offer her tea.
She drinks the rain instead.
The cup trembles
in my hands
like a secret
I was never meant to keep”
Source: A Handful of Shuilis
“She ascends from the ocean in a way that is nothing short of celestial. The water follows her in a throne, elevating her to the height of my ship. Ocean-soaked hair runs down the length of her body, and she retains the otherworldly glow that always seems to illuminate her moony skin. Only now she is something more than just a siren, or a girl masquerading as a pirate.
She is a goddess.”
Source: To Kill a Kingdom
“She asked another question: "What does it matter if the rhinos die out? Is it really important that they are saved?"
This would normally have riled me... but I had come to think of her as Dr. Spock from Star Trek - an emotionless, purely logical creature, at least with regards to her feelings for animals. Like Spock, though, I knew there were one or two things that stirred her, so I gave an honest reply.
"... to be honest, it doesn't matter. No economy will suffer, nobody will go hungry, no diseases will be spawned. Yet there will never be a way to place a value on what we have lost. Future children will see rhinos only in books and wonder how we let them go so easily. It would be like lighting a fire in the Louvre and watching the Mona Lisa burn. Most people would think 'What a pity' and leave it at that while only a few wept”
Source: Whatever You Do, Don't Run: True Tales of a Botswana Safari Guide
“She asked Billy Pilgrim what he was supposed to be, Billy said he didn't know.”
Source: SLAUGHTERHOUSE-FIVE
“She asked, do you believe in fate?
He replied, you're the only reason I believe in fate. You're my safe haven.”
“She asked for my love and I gave her a dangerous mind.”
“She asked God to use this experience to help my heart break forever for those who don't know Christ.”
Source: Weird: Because Normal Isn't Working
“She asked him the question she had been asking herself for the past few days. "Why are you being so nice to me now?" J.D. leaned forward in his chair. He gazed directly into her eyes, and Payton suddenly found herself wondering why it had taken him eight years to look at her that way. "Because you're letting me," he said softly.”
“She asked him to come and see her that night. He agreed, in order to get away, knowing that he was incapable of going. But that night, in his burning bed, he understood that he had to go see her, even if he were not capable. He got dressed by feel, listening in the dark to his brother's calm breathing, the dry cough of his father in the next room, the asthma of the hens in the courtyard, the buzz of the mosquitoes, the beating of his heart, and the inordinate bustle of a world that he had not noticed until then, and he went out in the sleeping street.”
Source: One Hundred Years of Solitude
“She asked him to meet her at Elegante. He agreed, but he felt somehow wronged. Exiting the garage, he realized what bothered him. For the first time, he felt going to Elegante was a consolation prize. Why hadn't Mrs. Cook invited him to her country club?”
Source: The Best People: A Tale of Trials and Errors
“She asked him "What do you do when you feel alone and lonely?"
And he said "I talk to the mountains!”
“She asked if I loved another woman, so I answered honestly and said, “Dinner was great, but I could go for dessert.”
Source: Love Quotes for the Ages. Specifically Ages 19-91.
“She asked if we were calm enough for her to take off the cuffs, and McMurphy nodded. He had slumped over with his head hung and his elbows between his knees and looked completely exhausted--it hadn't occurred to me that it was just as hard for him to stand straight as it was for me.”
Source: One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest: 50th Anniversary Edition
“She asked Janie what it was like to have a mother, and Janie leaned over and gave Zorrie a kiss on the top of her head and then turned her around and gave her a quick kick in her seat and told her that having a mother was those two things, and that if sometimes it was more of one than the other, it all balanced out in the end.”
Source: Zorrie
“She asked me could I read and write. I told her, "Of course, and I can talk too.”
Source: The Sister Souljah Collection #1: The Coldest Winter Ever; Midnight, A Gangster Love Story; and Midnight and the Meaning of Love
“She asked me "Do you enjoy your loneliness?"
And I said "Yes I enjoy my loneliness. It gives me time to think and write.”
“She asked me for some advice regarding Mark’s financial affairs. It’s a very common problem for the families of missing persons – what happens when someone disappears? How long do you wait before you clean out their flat? Do you reregister their car? Who keeps paying the car payments? How do
you access their bank account? What about rent and mortgage? When do you tell their employer you don’t think they’re coming back to their job?”
Source: Vanished: True Stories from Families of Australian Missing Persons
“She asked me the definition of beauty. So I told her name in my reply!”
“She asked me what I wanted to be whenever I grew up. I had to think about that. We went past some barns and tobacco fields with their big yellow-green leaves waving in the sad evening light. She looked over at me and said, Hey, why so glum, chum?
I told her nobody had ever asked me that question before, about growing up and what I wanted to be, so I didn't know. Mainly, still alive.”
Source: Demon Copperhead
“She asked me "what is it about
these people -
the silent ones,
the thinking ones,
and the brooding ones
why do I get drawn
to them
without knowing them?
what is it about them?
is there a magnetic
force about them?
or do they cast a spell
on me?
what is it
about these people!
the misfits
the poets,
the writers,
the painters,
the singers,
the dancers,
the musicians,
and all the ones
who create art?
what is it
that pulls me
to them?
is it
their craft
their passion
their words
their thoughts
their loneliness.
their life?
what is it about
these people?"
And I smiled
and said "I will
search the answers
to your questions
in my loneliness.”
“She asked me what made me do such a thing. That is an awkward question because I often can't tell what makes me do things. Sometimes I do them just to find out what I feel like doing them. And sometimes I do them because I want to have some exciting things to tell my grandchildren.”
“She asked me "What's your status?"
I smiled and said "Wanderer!"
Then she couldn't stop smiling.”
“She asked me what type of contraceptive I use. Underwear. Keeping it on prevents pregnancy.”
“She asked me what was wrong, and I told her I had to end it. She was surprised, and asked my why I thought so. I told her it wasn't a thought, more a feeling, like I couldn't breathe and knew I had to get some air. It was a survival instinct, I told her. She said it was time for dinner. Then she sat me down and told me not to worry. She said moments like this were like waking up in the middle of the night: You're scared, your'e disoriented, and you're completely convinced you're right. But then you stay awake a little longer and you realize things aren't as fearful as they seem.”
“She asked me whether I had learned to like big cities. 'I'd always be miserable in a city. I'd die of lonesomeness. I like to be where I know every stack and tree, and where all the ground is friendly. I want to live and die here.”
Source: My Antonia