S Quotes
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“She didn't want to go far, just out of the trees so she could see the stars. They always eased her loneliness. She thought of them as beautiful creatures, burning and cold; each solitary, and bleak, and silent like her.”
“She didn't want to have anything to do with the party. She was tired of feeling like she didn't fit in, but she didn't want to go home, either, because she was a tired of being lonely and she was a little drunk.”
“She didn't want to let go of him, or the baby, but sometimes life made you give up what you loved most.”
“She didn't want to run, period. It made her breasts feel like they were going to detach from her body.”
Source: Eleanor & Park
“She didn't want to think about how wrong this was or how foolish it was to give herself to a known seducer. Because tonight Oliver wasn't that man. Not to her. He was the boy who'd cried over his dead mother, the young man who'd lost himself in drink and women to forget the past, the marquess who'd vowed not to marry for money. He was the man to be her lover.”
Source: The Truth About Lord Stoneville
“She didnt have to command me, Jude. She didnt have to use any magic. I trust you. I trusted you.
Page 300”
Source: The Wicked King
“She didnʹt know if she could carry on by herself, but then, she realized that if this wasnʹt a dream—and dear God, did it feel real—there was no magic ʺstopʺ in real life. If she couldnʹt deal with loneliness in a dream, she never would be able to while waking.”
“She didn’t hurt you? (Acheron) Nope. I’m all hunky-dory. (Tory)”
“She didn’t judge him or hate him for things that weren’t his fault. She accepted him and that was the greatest miracle of all.”
Source: The Dark-Hunters (The Collection Thus Far)
“She didn’t understand a damned thing about life except that it was arbitrary and cruel, and some people got away with murder while others made one tiny, careless mistake and paid a terrible price.”
“She didn’t understand why it was happening,” he said. “I had to tell her she would die. Her social worker said I had to tell her. I had to tell her she would die, so I told her she was going to heaven. She asked if I would be there, and I said that I would not, not yet. But eventually, she said, and I promised that yes, of course, very soon. And I told her that in the meantime we had great family up there that would take care of her. And she asked me when I would be there, and I told her soon. Twenty-two years ago.”
“She died because we are satisfied with mediocrity and consider needless deaths and suffering as necessities for our way of life,’ Sol replied coldly. ‘Do we mourn that our ineptitude claims a soul? No, we attribute the loss to actions of forces beyond our ken. We venerate the miraculous survival of a child instead of asking why our society is built on pointless deaths.”
Source: Fire Made Flesh
“She died beholden to nothing and nobody. She was the bravest person I ever knew.”
Source: To Kill a Mockingbird
“She died beholden to nothing and nobody. She was the bravest person I ever knew." - Atticus Finch”
Source: To Kill a Mockingbird
“She died chasing greatness and never saw it each time it was in her hand, so she kept seeking it elsewhere, but never understood the work required to get it or to keep it.”
“She died in my arms, saying, "I don't want to die." That is what death is like. It doesn't matter what uniforms the soldiers are wearing. It doesn't matter how good the weapons are. I thought if everyone could see what I saw, we would never have war anymore.”
Source: Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close
“She died in one of the downstairs rooms, in a heavy walnut bed with a curtain, her gray head propped on a pillow yellow and moldy with age and lack of sunlight.”
Source: A Rose for Emily
“she died of alcoholism
wrapped in a blanket
on a deck chair
on an ocean
steamer.
all her books of
terrified loneliness
all her books about
the cruelty
of loveless love
were all that was left
of her
as the strolling vacationer
discovered her body
notified the captain
and she was quickly dispatched
to somewhere else
on the ship
as everything
continued just
as
she had written it.”
Source: The Pleasures of the Damned
“She died on a windy gray day in March when the sky was full of darting crows and the world lay prostrate and defeated after winter. Peter Lake was at her side and it ruined him forever. It broke him as he had not ever imagined he could have been broken. He would never again be young, or able to remember what it was like to be young. What he had once taken to be pleasures would appear to him in his defeat as hideous and deserved punishments for reckless vanity.”
Source: Winter's Tale
“She died praying that she might die.”
Source: Mary Chesnut's Diary
“She died scared and in pain, and I felt it.”
Source: Far From You
“She died that night. Her last breath took her soul, I saw it in my dream. I saw her soul leave her body as she exhaled, and then she had no more needs, no more reason; she was released from her body, and being released, she continued her journey elsewhere, high in the firmament where soul material gathers and plays out all the dreams and joys of which we temporal beings can barely conceive, all the things that are beyond our comprehension, but even so, are not beyond our attainment if we choose to attain them, and believe that we truly can.”
Source: The Art of Racing in the Rain
“She died with a knife in her hand in her kitchen, where she had cooked for fifty years, and the death was solemnly listed in the newspaper as that of an artist.”
“She died without us by her side, and now, we are left with the scars. In time, they will fade, but their haunting memory will remain.”
“She died--this was the way she died; And when her breath was done, Took up her simple wardrobe And started for the sun. Her little figure at the gate The angels must have spied, Since I could never find her Upon the mortal side.”
Source: The Collected Poems of Emily Dickinson
“she died.i survived because i survived.i die everyday.”
“She dipped a clean pinkie into the hollandaise in the bowl. It coated her finger like a sheath of yellow velvet. Despite her nerves, she plated swiftly and surely. She lifted the poached eggs clear from the shimmering, hot water with a safecracker's touch, laying each one with infinite care in place on top of its foundation of English muffin and Canadian bacon. Silky drizzle of hollandaise, sprinkle of fresh parsley, grind of black pepper, framed with creamed spinach, dusted with paprika. Done.”
Source: Angelina's Bachelors
“She dipped her fingertips into the water. Then she retreated, sucking air through her teeth, to the middle of the beach. Plumes of steam came off the ocean's surface and curled into the sky.
It may have always been boiling. She hadn't noticed.”
Source: Sister Dragon: A Novella
“She dipped her head to Rootspring. "I apologize," she mewed. "We've taken the wrong path. The rain seems to have washed away the scent line."
Nightheart was watching Rootspring warily. Was he angry? He felt a wash of relief as the SkyClan tom dipped his head in return.
"I guess in weather like this, it's easy to lose your way," Rootspring mewed.
Cloudmist's whiskers were twitching. She swapped an amused look with Needleclaw, and Squirrelflight's gaze flashed with annoyance.”
Source: Warriors: A Starless Clan 1 – 4 Set
“She disapproved, but part of her seemed secretly to sympathize with the sickness. It was like she thought everybody had it, and the best you could do was to cover it up, and sometimes it would just come boiling out anyway. Then you had to point at it and condemn it, even though you knew you had it too.”
Source: Because They Wanted To: Stories
“She discovered a curious thing about driving on islands. It’s impossible to get lost, even if you take a wrong turn, you just keep going and eventually you’ll be back where you started. Or you come to a dead end.”
Source: A Fickle Tide
“She discovered in a series of beautifully executed researches the fundamental distinction between carbons that turned on heating into graphite and those that did not. Further she related this difference to the chemical constitution of the molecules from which carbon was made. She was already a recognized authority in industrial physico-chemistry when she chose to abandon this work in favour of the far more difficult and more exciting fields of biophysics.
{Bernal on the death of scientist Rosalind Franklin}”
“She discovered that her perception of the world had become doubled, as though it had acquired a stereoscopic property. A pleasant puff of wind blowing through the window became both frightening and alarming, because Yurik turned over in his crib from the stream of air on his cheeks. The tap of a hammer in the apartment above, which she wouldn't even have noticed before, was painful to her ears, and she responded to these blows from the depths of her body, just like the baby. ... She hoped that when she stopped breast-feeding him her familiar world would re-establish itself. But this never happened. On the contrary, it was as though, together with the baby, she was learning to know what was soft, hard, hot, or sharp; she looked at the branch of a tree, a toy, any object at all, with primordial curiosity. Just like him, she ripped pages of newsprint and listened to the rustling of the paper; she licked his toys, noting that the plastic duck was more pleasing to the tongue than the rubber kitten. Once, after she had fed Yurik, she was wiping the sticky cream of wheat off the table with her hand and she caught herself thinking that there was indeed something pleasurable about smearing it on the surface. Yurik was thrilled when he saw his mother doing what he liked to do, and started slapping his little palm in the mess of porridge. Both of them were rubbing their hands around on the tabletop. Both of them were happy.”
Source: Лестница Якова
“She discovered that underneath the aspect of the Rumpled Porcupine, a tortured Marxist was at war with an impossible, incurable Romantic - who forgot the candles, who broke the wine glasses, who forgot the ring. Who made love to her with a passion that took her breath away. She had always thought of herself as a somewhat uninteresting, thick-waisted, thick ankled girl. Not bad-looking. Not special. But when she was with Chacko, old limits were pushed back. Horizons expanded.
She had never before met a man who spoke of the workd - of what it was, and how it came to be, or what he thought would become of it - in the way in which other men she knew discussed their jobs, their friends or their weekends at the beach.
Being with Chacko made Margaret Kochamma feel as though her soul had escaped from the narrow confines of her island country, into the vast extravagant spaces of his. He made her feel as though the world belonged to them - as though it lay before thm like an opened frog on a dissecting table, begging to be examined.”
Source: The God of Small Things
“She discovered with great delight that one does not love one's children just because they are one's children but because of the friendship formed while raising them.”
“She dismounted, grabbed Enna's hand so tightly that she drew blood with her fingernails, walked straight into the nearest cottage, and plopped down on a bed. Enna nodded to the startled cottage dwellers. It's the queen, you see," said Enna. "She's going to have a baby in your house. You don't mind?”
Source: Enna Burning
“She divorced her husband, y' know. I never knew him, it was before I met Jane. Apparently she came back from work one mornin' an' found her husband in bed with the milkman. With the milkman, honest to God. Well, apparently, from that day forward Jane was a feminist. An' I've noticed, she never takes milk in her tea.”
“She: Do you always enjoy your struggle?
Me: Yes I do! There is no other meaningful way of living my life. My struggle to give voice to my thoughts is exhilarating. My struggle to channelize my thoughts to an audience is amazingly fulfilling. To write my feelings in words is greatly liberating. It is like my mind has all these thoughts and ideas that need to be shared with the esteemed audience!
She: What is your purpose of being a writer?
Me: A writer's life is a lonely life. The loneliness gives me time to be with myself. I am most happy when I am with myself. This loneliness is like my true existence. I don't need to search for a meaning in life. I have my struggle. I have a purpose. My reason for existence is my struggle to be a writer.”
“She: Do you think you own me?
He: No I don't own you. I love you!”
“She does every little thing I like,’ he gushes.
Little does he know
he likes every little thing she does.”
Source: How to Love in Sanskrit
“She does know Harrison prefers men, right?”
“Let her have hope,” I said, smiling to myself.
He turned his attention back to me. “Yes. Hope is good. Bianca, I-” He grinned wickedly. “I knew you’d give in sooner or later.” He put his hand on my knee and ran it smoothly up my thigh. “You’re finally going to admit that you love me, aren’t you?”
I swatted his hand away. “First of all,” I began, “I don’t love you. I love my family and maybe even Casey and Jessica, but romantic love takes years upon years to develop. So I don’t love you. But I will admit, I’ve thought a lot about you lately and I definitely have feelings for you… feelings other than hatred for the most part. And maybe it’s possible-in the future-that I… could love you.” I hesitated, a little scared of the words that’d just left my mouth. “But I still want to kill you most of the time.”
Source: The DUFF: Designated Ugly Fat Friend
“She does like me." Dante chuckled, making Alpha want to do some damage to his pretty face. He wondered idly if Dante would look half as good with a scar and eyepatch as he did. The thought gave him some comfort.”
Source: The Syndicater
“She does not depend on her strength. She has resolute faith in the Lord because she is a woman of God.”
Source: Woman of Virtue: Power-Filled Quotes for a Powerful Woman
“She does not encourage any nonsense. She is able to discern and distance herself from anything that does not make sense, because she is a smart woman.”
Source: Woman of Virtue: Power-Filled Quotes for a Powerful Woman
“She does not have an issue with a non-issue, because she is a woman of virtue.”
Source: Woman of Virtue: Power-Filled Quotes for a Powerful Woman
“She does not have the power to heal as Apollo does, but she does have the capacity to turn them into something that heals itself. Warrior. Hold your monsters close. Turn them into your magic.”
Source: Great Goddesses: Life Lessons from Myths and Monsters
“She does not know
Her beauty,
She thinks her brown body
Has no glory.
If she could dance
Naked,
Under palm trees
And see her image in the river
She would know.”
“She does not love easily, but when she does, I know it will not be gentle—it will be the kind of love that leaves marks on the soul.”
Source: Heart Beating Among The Thorns: Courage To Begin Again
“She does not love you. Your metaphors thrill her you are her poet. But that's all there's to it.”
“She does not want to feel even the faintest temptation to call his mobile number, as she had done obsessively for the first year after his death so she could hear his voice on the answering service. Most days now his loss is a part of her, an awkward weight she carries around, invisible to everyone else, subtly altering the way she moves through the day. But today, the Anniversary of the day he died, is a day when all bets are off.”