S Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with S. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“She felt justified in hurting him, because he had hurt her...but now all her justifications fell away like dead butterflies...”
Source: The Infinite Moment of Us
“She felt ... less. She felt tamped down. Dim. More faint. Feint. Feigned. Fain.”
Source: The Slow Regard of Silent Things
“She felt like a baton getting passed along in a relay race, completely devoid of any control over her destiny.”
Source: Possess
“She felt like a chess player who, by the clever handling of his pieces, sees the game taking the course intended. Her eyes were bright and tender with a smile as they glanced up into his; and her lips looked hungry for the kiss which they invited.”
Source: The Awakening and Selected Stories of Kate Chopin
“She felt like a creature born to reside on the bottom of the ocean floor, dark and flat and half-blind, slowly rising through the icy water to the glittering light above.”
Source: The Truth About Melody Browne
“She felt like a dry branch, sticking out of the air. Brittle, covered in old bark. Maybe she was thirsty, but there was no water nearby. And above all the suffocating certainty that if a man were to embrace her at that moment she would feel not a soft sweetness in her nerves, but lime juice stinging them, her body like wood near fire, warped, crackling, dry.”
Source: Near to the Wild Heart
“She felt like a fictional character who'd escaped the book in which her creator had carefully and kindly trapped her, taken a pair of scissors to her outline and leaped, free.”
Source: The Distant Hours: A Novel
“She felt like a salmon head-first in a glass of water. Enough water to be alive but not living. The cold tiles between her toes sent shivers up her spine.”
Source: Tajrish
“She felt like a tourist with an unfamiliar currency, not knowing how much to tip.”
Source: The Midnight Library
“She felt like a world-class musician standing before a full auditorium and handed a kazoo.”
Source: Caliban’s War
“She felt like Captain Ahab, for the first time sighting his great white whale.”
Source: Doctor Sleep
“She felt like her intestines were caught in an eggbeater.”
Source: Fablehaven
“She felt like parts of her soul were missing, had left her body long ago. It had happened not in Greece three months ago, but long before that. It was in Greece that she'd realized those parts had left her and were not coming back.”
“She felt like she had started running a full marathon feeling completely prepared and ready, only to be told just before the finish line that the race had been cancelled, and in fact, there never even was a finish line”
“She felt like she stood on ground that was crumbling away under her feet.
She didn't know what the right course of action was.
She didn't know which way to go.
So, in the end, she would do the one thing she did know.
The one thing she was good at.
She would stand her ground.
And she would fight until she found her way.
If she ever did.”
Source: Of Dwobbits, Dragons and Dwarves
“She felt like someone who drowns remembering what it was like to still be on the boat, so calm and at ease, so carelessly safe”
Source: The Girl Who Loved Tom Gordon: A Novel
“She felt likee doing her part to change the world, so she started by giving thanks for all the blessings of her life, rather than bemoaning all that was missing from it. Then she complimented her reflection in the mirror, instead of criticizing it as she usually did. Next she walked into her neighborhood and offered her smile to everyone she passed, whether or not they offered theirs to her. Each day she did these things, and soon they became habit. Each day she lived with more gratitude, more acceptance, more kindnesss. And sure enough, the world around her began to change. Because she had decided so, she was single-handedly doing her part to change it”
“She felt livid. They'd all lost so many powers. It was ridiculous to have to communicate by flapping bits of your skin, and as for the tongue... Yuerkkk ...
As far as she knew, in the whole life of the universe, no Auditor had ever experienced the sensation of yuerkkk. This wretched body was full of opportunities for yuerkkk. She could leave it at any time and yet, and yet... part of her didn't want to. There was this horrible desire, second by second, to hang on.
And she felt hungry. And that also made no sense. The stomach was a bag for digesting food. It wasn't supposed to issue commands. The Auditors could survive quite well by exchanging molecules with their surroundings and making use of any local source of energy. That was a fact.
Try telling that to the stomach. She could feel it. It was sitting there, grumbling. She was being harassed by her internal organs. Why the ... why the. . why had they copied internal organs? Yuerkkk.
It was all too much. She wanted to... she wanted to... express herself by shouting some, some, some terrible words...”
Source: Thief of Time
“She felt love, like the love that she had always known existed behind every fallen autumn leaf, behind the gurgling of springs, and behind the kisses of her parents.”
Source: The Lost City: An Epic YA Fantasy Novel
“She felt neither the shimmering, aching thrill of kissing Cole nor the reckless confusion of being with Mr. Schubert. But rather grounded herself on the promise of a warm, humming tedium as simple, as predictable as Bill himself.”
Source: Inheritance
“She felt nervy as all her excitements turned into weaknesses”
“She felt one thousand years old. She also felt like maybe she was a condescending brat. She wanted her bike. She wanted her friends, who were also one-thousand-year-old condescending brats. She wanted to live in a world where she was surrounded by one-thousand-year-old condescending brats.”
Source: The Raven King
“She felt other eyes on her. The madam, a blue-skinned Varvani woman,
was standing in the doorway; she balanced her elephantine legs on gold
clogs, and the enormous bosom above her chain-mail skirt was tattooed
with red kissystars... "Don't block the window, dear heart. You want a
sample, come on in.”
Source: Flesh and Gold
“She felt quite friendly to her husband. He never struck her. He never abused her. He always gave her exactly the same sum of money every Saturday, whatever receipts the shop brought in. He didn't drink. He praised her cooking. But on the other hand—oh, how happy she always was when he was well out of the way and she was left alone!”
Source: A Glastonbury Romance
“She felt rage boiling inside of her, begging to get out, begging to be set free. She succumbed to the supplications of her inner beast. She set her rage free.”
Source: The Illusions of Hope
“She felt Rain's body going slack in her arms and heard her, with a final deep vibrating sigh, say something in Lakota.
"What, darling?"
The warmth of Rain's presence and her steady breathing had almost lulled Bett to sleep when a low whisper translated for her. "You have won me.”
Source: Basic Training of the Heart
“She felt raw, a painting that wasn't dry yet. One hard nudge and she'd smear all over the place.”
Source: Ivy Aberdeen's Letter to the World
“She felt sad, but she hadn't cried all day. She thought that crying would actually be a good thing right now. It seemed normal to react. Whoever Martin had been, he had probably been a normal person. He was probably having a normal reaction right now, and she had caused it. She felt bad for confusing him. She thought it might be fair to cry for him. But it wasn’t until she thought of the mother cows in the pasture the day after the weaning, wandering around singly in the naked sunshine, still trying to call out in their hoarse, broken voices for the young ones that were still missing, that she was finally able to make herself cry—a little bit for all of the calves, but mostly for herself.”
Source: Intimations: Stories
“She felt safe here in the arms of this dangerous man. It was like returning to a home that had been destroyed and rebuilt. The same bones, same structure, but a new core that felt more foreign than if you hadn't ever known it from before. Walls and obstacles constructed by hands that were not her own.
But it didn't matter to her. She'd learn this man he'd become, renovate with her love what could be improved upon, and accept and adapt to what she could not repair.”
Source: The Highwayman
“She felt, she said, "like a ghost moving through a museum of my old life.”
Source: The Hazel Wood
“She felt so confused by the gap between what she thought and what was expected of her that she could not speak. Perhaps it was better not to, until she was more sure of what she wanted to say. That way her words could not be twisted and flung back at her. Silence was a powerful tool at Meeting, clearing the way to God. Perhaps now it would allow Honor to be heard.”
Source: The Last Runaway
“She felt so human that he could barely carry on a conversation.”
Source: Angel: The Angel Trilogy
“She felt so lost and lonely. One last chile in walnut sauce left on the platter after a fancy dinner couldn't feel any worse than she did. How many times had she eaten one of those treats, standing by herself in the kitchen, rather than let it be thrown away. When nobody eats the last chile on the plate, it's usually because none of them wants to look like a glutton, so even though they'd really like to devour it, they don't have the nerve to take it. It was as if they were rejecting that stuffed pepper, which contains every imaginable flavor; sweet as candied citron, juicy as pomegranate, with the bit of pepper and the subtlety of walnuts, that marvelous chile in the walnut sauce. Within it lies the secret of love, but it will never be penetrated, and all because it wouldn't feel proper.”
Source: Like Water For Chocolate
“She felt so much aware of her own beauty it seemed inconceivable that everybody else wouldn't notice the difference too.”
“She felt so old, so worn out, so far away from the best moments of her life that she even yearned for those that she remembered as the worst… Her heart of compressed ash, which had resisted the most telling blows of daily reality without strain, fell apart with the first waves of nostalgia. The need to feel sad was becoming a vice as the years eroded her. She became human in her solitude.”
“She felt some measure of relief knowing that in the very least, on the open road she would have some time to think.”
Source: Zeitoun
“She felt something then, something she had only ever felt with Rahul. It had taken her all these years to be able to name it. It was trust. For whatever reason, she had never once in her life doubted that she would get what she needed from him. Not always what she wanted, but what she really needed.”
Source: A Distant Heart
“She felt sorry for him. His worldview was so limited, and it hadn't necessarily been his fault. He was a victim of his upbringing. "I don't expect you to understand. But you can respect what we want and drop all of this legal stuff. No one cares about it. No one's paying attention to you. It's why Mom hasn't come to court. We have more important things to tend to."
He seemed to realize he'd lost control of the conversation, and he groped around to take it back. "You're still a child, Meredith. You don't get to make these decisions."
"Dad. Is this what you really want? To be in a house alone with me and Cliff? It would be so weird and awkward. You know it. I know it. So please, just let us be happy here. We'll all be so much happier if we admit what we want and allow each other to have it."
Cooper sighed and chewed on the end of his sunglasses. He looked around at the property as if surveying the place, but she knew he was just avoiding eye contact. "Fine. If that's what you and Cliff really want." He put a hand up to the back of his head. "I love you guys, no matter what she's been saying to you. I'm still your father."
Her face softened, and she put her arms out for a hug. "I know, Dad. I love you, too." He put his arms around her, and she could smell his cologne, like spicy, deep-hued oranges. He was such a fragile man at his core, and she started to write a spell in her head for his protection.
Corn silk wrapped around an abandoned turtle shell until you can't see it. Must be kept in breast pocket of coat for storage against the heart. Words said while wrapping, "This man is a soft by-product of insulated privilege. He does not have the armor for this world. Give him this shell and protect him from harm."”
Source: Strange Folk
“She felt strange. For a moment it seemed to her that the day was already over--she was in bed, asleep, and then it was the next day and now here she was again. 'Oh,' she said.”
Source: Bed
“She felt tears dripping down her cheeks, and she wondered if anyone would ever miss her if she simply sat here, drinking coffee for days and days, years and years.”
Source: Julie Builds Her Castle
“She felt tears on her cheeks, and knew that she was crying not for the Reaper King, but for the child he had been: clever and funny and full of love for every living thing. She was crying for all that had been lost.”
“She felt tears slip from beneath her lashes, no matter how she tried to blink them back. Her heart was ablaze. It seemed that her entire life had led to this man, this moment of unexpressed love.”
Source: Love in the Afternoon
“She felt thankful her father always gave her the freedom to express herself how she wished and live her life the way she thought was right. He allowed her to be herself.”
Source: The Beast Within
“She felt that at some point she must finally and formally talk to Louisa about Hubert, and ask her to acknowledge that the worst possible thing had happened to her as well.”
Source: The Stranger's Child
“She felt that she could so much more depend upon the sincerity of those who sometimes looked or said a careless or a hasty thing, than of those whose presence of mind never varied, whose tongue never slipped.”
Source: Persuasion
“She felt that she enjoyed it [horseback riding] in a pagan, sensuous way, and always looked forward to renouncing it.”
Source: Middlemarch
“She felt that she would have to be much more than just a doctor or an engineer. She would have to be a saint.”
Source: A Good Man is Hard to Find
“She felt that “truthful” and “honest” were two very different concepts. She could truthfully say that she hadn’t eaten Roselyn’s Chinese leftovers, but that wasn’t honest because it omitted that Eliot did and that Shane did not object.”
Source: Flies to Wanton Boys
“She felt the abyss of disenchantment.”
“She felt the adagio from Joaquin Rodrigo’s Concierto de Aranjuez strumming at her inner thighs like a guitar, and then slowly moving upwards until it wrapped around her heart in its denouement.”
Source: Love's Shadow: Nine Crooked Paths