S Quotes
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“She could only hold on to her husband with both hands and promise herself that the best way to keep someone was to let him go.”
Source: The English Wife
“She could only write with him at night and she was wasting her days just sitting around. So he thought I could write with her during the day. And that was Carole King.”
“She could picture him flashing those deceptive dimples as he tricked an angel into losing its wings just so he could play with the feathers.”
Source: Once Upon a Broken Heart
“She could put up with the spectral whispering and disembodied knocking, but the second heartbeat pulsing in her chest and ears drove Widow Peters to insanity and beyond.”
Source: Dead Air: The Dead Series: Vol 2
“She could read anything now, he said, and once you can read anything you can learn everything. It was up to her. “Nobody's come close to filling their brains,” he said. “We're all like giraffes not using their necks to reach the higher leaves.”
Source: Where the Crawdads Sing
“She could read Hal's thoughts, evident in the lines of his body, his tensed shoulders and narrowed eyes: I will hurt you. And she smiled even more widely, knowing that he couldn't. For once, finally, she was the one with the power, the knowledge, the upper hand. His life was an oyster, dropped from a great height onto a rocky shore. Now his shell had been cracked open and the soft, defenseless meat had been exposed. Hal couldn't protect himself. Not from this. The only question left was how much damage she would do.”
Source: That Summer
“She could recognize individual drones better than she could recognize individual people. But chances were the drone that had shadowed her for the past five days was better with faces than she was.”
Source: Dronefall
“She could recognize the change in the air when anybody in her family, anywhere in the house, began to read. The air was roomier, because the reader was elsewhere.”
Source: The Book Borrower
“She could refuse to have sex with me every day for the rest of our lives and I still would choose her. That’s how deep I was in this. - Caleb Drake”
Source: Thief
“She could scarcely help admiring his appearance, but she had not fallen in love with his face, or his figure, and certainly not with his air of elegance. He had considerable charm of manner, but she decided that it was not that either. She thought it might be the humour that lurked in his eyes, or perhaps his smile.”
Source: The Nonesuch
“She could scent his lust, the rich, dark scent of it wrapping around her, and it was better than any triple-dipped cashew chocolates.”
Source: Chosen Mate
“She could see a police car zooming into the parking lot and she ushered with her hands like a bullfighter on a runway that had lost his cape, but needed to get out of Spain to atone for his sins”
Source: Whisky Hernandez
“She could see Albert standing at the door, hiding the bakery box behind him with his mischievous smile. When he revealed them, she had hugged him tight. The landlady had brought some expresso and the newlywed Mr. and Mrs. Jacobs had enjoyed their cheesecake tarts in front of the little fireplace with fine Italian coffee. Even so long after Albert’s death, remembering that scene still brought her comfort.”
Source: Glorious Christmas
“She could see all of Ferenwood from here: the rolling hills, the endless explosion of color cascading down and across the lush landscape. Reds and blues: Maroon and ceruleans. Yellow and tangerine and violet and aquamarine. Every hue held a flavor, a heartbeat, a life. She took a deep breath and drew it all in.”
Source: Furthermore
“She could see now that some of the grime that covered him was blood. He looked to be six or seven years old. His ribs were showing and his belly sunk in towards his spine, leaving a hollow above his hips.”
Source: Bengalo Moon: Jook and Gypsies Vol. 2
“She could see so clearly now that he was only a childish fancy, no more important really than her spoiled desire for the aquamarine earbobs she had coaxed out of Gerald. For, once she owned the earbobs, they had lost their value, as everything except money lost its value once it was hers.”
Source: Gone with the wind
“She could see that familiar look on her mom's face. It was her I'm-just-making-conversation-but-really-hoping-you'll-share-something-important look.”
Source: Strange Birds: A Field Guide to Ruffling Feathers
“She could see that to lose a sibling was hard: it could only seem unnatural:out of time, out of order, a vicious re-run of your own departure into nothingness.”
Source: Worst Fears
“She could see the destroyed remnants of the George Washington Bridge and kept preparing for the flash and mushroom cloud, but it did not come. In a way, she was slightly disappointed.”
Source: The Manhattanville Incident: An Undead Novel
“She could see the name Fukamachi on a shiny name-plate by the door of the house, but it was a name that meant nothing to Kazuko. And at that moment, in her heart, she began to dream of meeting someone. Someone special who would one day walk into her life. Someone she would instantly feel she had known for years. Someone who would feel the same about her.”
“she could sell in the café provisions she baked in her own time with a shelf life longer than pastries. When she thought of it there had been a rush of certainty she could do it, and a prickling of pride in having conceived a way to make money on her own. It would double at least what she was making now. Without Nicholas it might never had occurred to her. The other day he had stuck a label, which he had found in the junk drawer, on a plastic-wrapped loaf of banana bread. He wrote on the label with a marker, "From the Summer Kitchen Bakery." She had found the gesture adorable at the time and hugged him, but something about it had evidently started percolating in the recesses of her mind, and now she was lapping at the brew like someone tasting it for the first time and wondering how she had never before tasted such ambition. She was thinking of cellophane-packaged chocolate brownies and caramel blondies and orange-and-almond biscotti and pear and oat slices and butter shortbread and Belgian chocolate truffles, marmalades, chutney, relishes, and jellies beautified in jars with black-and-white gingham hats and black-and-white ribbon tied above skirted brims. She could even sell a muesli mix she had developed, full of organic cranberries and nuts and the zest of unwaxed lemons. And she wouldn't change Nicholas's label at all. A child's handwriting impressed that the goods were homemade. She would have his design printed professionally, in black and white, too, old world, like the summer kitchen itself.”
Source: The Summer Kitchen
“She could sense it very clearly: for me, no less than for her, the past counted far more than the present, remembering something far more than possessing it. Compared to memory, every possession can only ever seem disappointing, banal, inadequate ... She understood me so well! My anxiety that the present 'immediately' turned into the past so that I could love it and dream about it at leisure was just like hers, was identical. It was 'our' vice, this: to go forwards with our heads forever turned back.”
“She could sense the approach of land- taste when the waters changed, feel when currents turned cool or warm- but it didn't hurt to keep an eye on the shore now and then, and an ear out for boats. The slap of oars could be heard for leagues. Her father had told tales about armored seafarers in days long past, whose trireme ships had three banks of rowers to ply the waters- you could hear them clear down to Atlantica, he'd say. Any louder and they would disrupt the songs of the half-people- the dolphins and whales who used their voices to navigate the waters.
Even before her father had enacted the ban on going to the surface, it was rare that a boat would encounter a mer. If the captain kept to the old ways, he would either carefully steer away or throw her a tribute: fruit of the land, the apples and grapes merfolk treasured more than treasure. In return the mermaid might present him with fruit of the sea- gems, or a comb from her hair.
But there was always the chance of an unscrupulous crew, and nets, and the potential prize of a mermaid wife or trophy to present the king.
(Considering some of the nets that merfolk had found and freed their underwater brethren from, it was quite understandable that Triton believed humans might eat anything they found in the sea- including merfolk.)”
Source: Part of Your World
“She could, she thinks, have entered a different life. She could have had a life as potent and dangerous as literature itself.”
Source: The Hours
“She could sleep in his room because Mari was safe. He wasn't going to turn into a different person with no warning. Sometimes she woke in the confusion of a fading nightmare. The sight of him at his desk lit by a single lamp, the sound of his pen scratching, calmed her panic. Listening to him working, she fell asleep again.
They talked about sex sometimes, but only as a concept. They'd decided together that it wasn't something they would do, at least not until they had talked about it more.”
Source: Winterkeep
“She could smell damprot, high, sweet, and cloying. She could smell madness like dead vegetables in a dark cellar.”
Source: The Stand
“She could smell the boy spice beneath the thrift-store aroma of his jacket, and the rubbing and the smell began to work to soften her -- like butter before you add sugar, in the first steps of making something sweet. It was her first experience of how bodies could meld together, how breath could slip naturally into rhythm. It was hypnotic. Heady. And she wanted more.”
“She could smell the pages. She could almost taste the words as they stacked up around her.”
Source: The Book Thief: Enhanced Movie Tie-in Edition
“She could smile until the bitter end, no matter what it cost her--because she was a Washington and had been trained to smile through anything.
Even through her own heartbreak.”
Source: American Royals
“She could spin it between her legs, skip with it, twirl it around her neck and transfer it from one arm to the other. Shelly hooped because she enjoyed it; it calmed her whenever she would have an argument or a bad day at school, and it also allowed her to think. Today, she needed to hoop more than ever.”
Source: Lights Out: Book 2
“She could stay invisible forever. She didn't completely understand her power, but she was beginning to understand who she was. Goddess, she thought, and her molecules formed a smile before she rode the breeze with arc-shaped leaps, like a dolphin, up and down toward home.”
Source: Goddess of the Night
“She could taste her children on her tongue, the colors they wore. Jacqueline was yellow. Gunnar was blue. Gabriela had always been red. All their weight. Their history inside of her. And she remembered her mother's synesthesia and was startled as guilt crept up her throat.”
Source: Within Paravent Walls
“She could tell me a thousand things with her eyebrows alone, this girl. Sometimes I wanted to shave them off just to spite her.”
Source: Broken Knight
“She could tell when a woman was pregnant — even before the woman herself might know — just from the way she smelled: a combination of brown sugar and Stargazer lilies. Happiness had a pungent scent, like the sourest lime or lemon. Broken hearts smelled surprisingly sweet. Sadness filled the air with a salty, sea-like redolence; death smelled like sadness.”
Source: The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Ava Lavender
“She could think of no other reason for this boy to continue to visit her if not to use her in some way.”
Source: Rebel Spring
“She could track the progression of starvation backwards through the layers. They had eaten deer and they had eaten cattle. When the cattle ran out and the deer were gone, they ate the horses, and when the horses were gone, they ate the dogs.
When the dogs were gone, they ate each other.
It was the dogs she wanted. Perhaps she might have built a man out of bones, but she had no great love of men any longer.
Dogs, though... dogs were always true.”
Source: Nettle & Bone
“She could trust me now, knowing what I was like even when I was upset with her.”
Source: One Child
“She could understand suddenly why people talked about passion as fire: She felt as if they had caught aflame and were burning like the dry Malibu hills, about to become ashes that would mix together forever.”
Source: Lady Midnight
“She could use a little less protection and a little more instruction.”
Source: Fourth Wing
“She could've overlooked the level of tackiness if the tackiness was also tactful. Which it was not.”
Source: Small Orange Fruit
“She could walk through a lightning storm without being touched; grab a bolt of lightning in the palm of her hand; use the heat of lightning to start the kindling going under her medicine pot. She turned the moon into salve, the stars into swaddling cloth, and healed the wounds of every creature walking up on two or down on four.”
Source: Mama Day: A Novel
“She could weave between peace and poison fluid as a silver fish, and both of them were true. There wasn't a fake bone in her body, but that almost made it worse.”
Source: The Gathering Dark: An Anthology of Folk Horror
“She could weep no tears, for all hers had been spent.”
Source: The Final Reckoning
“She could've looked at the tiny miracles in front of her: my feet, my hands, my fingers, the shape of my shoulders beneath my jacket, my human body, but she only stared at my eyes. The wind whipped again, through the trees, but it had no force, no power over me. The cold bit at my fingers, but they stayed fingers. "Grace," I said, very softly. "Say something." "Sam," she said, and I crushed her to me.”
“She could've stared into those eyes for a thousand years and never noticed the time passing by.”
Source: Bayou Moon
“She couldn’t allow him to chip away at her secrets, taking a piece of her with each new revelation until there was nothing left of the fortress she’d built.”
Source: Cold November Rain
“She couldn't avoid being serious about things she cared for, and happiness made her grave at the thought of all the things which might destroy it.”
Source: A Gun for Sale
“She couldn't be doing more for us if she was donating a vital organ: her lungs, her heart.”
Source: Emma's Child
“She couldn’t be sure, but a smile slipped over Connor’s mouth as he said, “You are so beautiful. I’m going to enjoy every fucking second of taking my time with you.”
Source: Between Me & You
“She couldn’t believe the peculiar and pretentious state of the world that she had once felt so at home in...”
Source: Harp and the Lyre: Extraction