S Quotes
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“She had nothing to wish otherwise, but that the days did not pass so swiftly. It was a delightful visit;-perfect, in being much too short.”
Source: Jane Austen Complete Collection Deluxe Unabridged (annotated): [All 18 Works - Novels -Short Stories–Letters –Unfinished Works - Scraps]]
“She had now to get used to the fact that some one shared her loneliness. The bewilderment was half shame and half the prelude to profound rejoicing.”
Source: Night and Day
“She had observed that the more education they got, the less they could do. Their father had gone to a one-room schoolhouse through the eighth grade and he could do anything.”
Source: The Complete Stories
“She had, of course, left the door open, for she knew that it is a very silly thing to shut oneself into a wardrobe.”
Source: The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe
“She had of course, kept working. He liked to think she would have moved under the table to continue her task if a gun battle had broken out, but he wasn't sure.”
Source: Tempting Danger
“She had often dreamed of going to a teahouse to play chess or argue esoteric scholarly points with students and feisty old men and women. It was a dream forbidden to a royal princess, of course.”
Source: A Whole New World
“She had often heard her father quote that proverb; he said it was invented by fools to save them the trouble of thinking. " 'Don't meddle in what you can't mend!' " he would growl at her. "And how do you know it's past mending? There'll be time enough not to meddle after you've looked into the matter. At least you could try to satisfy your mind first.”
Source: The Perilous Gard
“She had often said she wanted to do something splendid, no matter how hard; and now she had her wish,--for what could be more beautiful than to devote her life to father and mother, trying to make home as happy to them as they had to her?”
Source: Little Women / Stage 3
“She had often wondered whether solitude was a skill one could lose, like schoolgirl latin, or whether it was simply a talent one acquired, bike-like, never afterwards forgotten.”
Source: Salt Slow
“She had once been described, by one who saw below the surface, as a perfectly beautiful woman in an absolutely plain shell.”
Source: The Rosary
“She had once called Fable a compass. Sabine was a metronome.”
Source: Stolen
“She had once heard an enthusiastic musician, out of patience with a gifted bungler, declare that a fine voice is really an obstacle to singing properly; and it occurred to her that it might perhaps be equally true that a beautiful face is an obstacle to the acquisition of charming manners.”
“She had once read in a book about consciousness that over the years, the human brain makes an AI version of your loved ones. The brain collects data, and within your brain, you host a virtual version of that person. Upon the person's death, your brain still believes the virtual person exists, because, in a sense, the person still does. After a while, though, the memory fades, and each year, you are left with an increasingly diminished version of the AI you had made when the person was alive.”
Source: Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow
“She had once read in a book about consciousness that over the years, the human brain makes an AI version of your loved ones. The brain collects data, and within your brain, you host a virtual version of that person. Upon the person's death, your brain still believes the virtual person exists, because, in a sense, the person still does. After a while, through, the memory fades, and each year, you are left with an increasingly diminished version of the AI you had made when the person was alive.”
Source: Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow
“She had once said that she believed the women's liberation movement of the sixties and seventies was actually a ploy by men to get women to do more.”
Source: Commencement
“She had once told Jacks that she would gladly take an uneventful happily ever after, but truthfully, she would much rather have this life with Jacks, which would never be uneventful.
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Source: A Curse for True Love
“She had one of her dead husband's flannel shirts tugged over her worn nightgown and her curls were flattened in places from her pillow. And she had the shotgun; and a way about her mouth like she might just pull the trigger to see what happened.”
Source: Children of Promise
“She had one of those charming faces which, according to the angle from which you see them, look either melancholy or impertinent. Her eyes were grey; her trick of narrowing them made her seem to reflect, the greater part of the time, in the dusk of her second thoughts. With that mood, that touch of arriere pensee, went an uncertain, speaking set of lips.”
“She had one of those goofy smiles that made you wonder if she was too stupid to know that life sucks most of the time.”
Source: Hit List
“She had one of those husky voices that sounded as if she were permanently coming down with a cold. Men seemed to find that sexy in a woman, which Jackson thought was odd because it made women sound less like women and more like men. Maybe it was a gay thing.”
Source: Case Histories
“She had only a candle's light to see by, but candlelight never did badly by any woman.”
Source: The French Lieutenant’s Woman
“She had only been around humans for a few days, and she had already embroiled herself in one of the most intricate social dilemmas: to stand out or to fit in?”
Source: The Illusions of Hope
“She had only one flaw. She was perfect, otherwise whe was perfect.”
“She had only to call and Mary would come, bringing all her faith, her youth and her ardour. Yes, she had only to call, and yet—would she ever be cruel enough to call Mary? Her mind recoiled at that word; why cruel? She and Mary loved and needed each other. She could give the girl luxury, make her secure so that she need never fight for her living; she should have every comfort that money could buy. Mary was not strong enough to fight for her living. And then she, Stephen, was no longer a child to be frightened and humbled by this situation. There was many another exactly like her in this very city, in every city; and they did not all live out crucified lives, denying their bodies, stultifying their brains, becoming the victims of their own frustrations. On the contrary, they lived natural lives—lives that to them were perfectly natural. They had their passions like everyone else, and why not? They were surely entitled to their passions? They attracted too, that was the irony of it, she herself had attracted Mary Llewellyn—the girl was quite simply and openly in love. 'All my life I've been waiting for something...' Mary had said that, she had said: 'All my' life I've been waiting for something...I've been waiting for you.'
Men—they were selfish, arrogant, possessive. What could they do for Mary Llewellyn? What could a man give that she could not? A child? But she would give Mary such a love as would be complete in itself without children. Mary would have no room in her heart, in her life, for a child, if she came to Stephen. All things they would be the one to the other, should they stand in that limitless relationship; father, mother, friend, and lover, all things—the amazing completeness of it; and Mary, the child, the friend, the beloved. With the terrible bonds of her dual nature, she could bind Mary fast, and the pain would be sweetness, so that the girl would cry out for that sweetness, hugging her chains always closer to her. The world would condemn but they would rejoice; glorious outcasts, unashamed, triumphant!”
Source: The Well Of Loneliness
“She had only to open a door, nothing but a door between the words,just large enough for her and Farid to pass through.”
Source: Inkspell
“She had only to stand in the orchard, to put her hand on a little crab tree and look up at the apples, to make you feel the goodness of planting and tending and harvesting at last.”
Source: The Essential Willa Cather Collection
“She had opened a door... and now she was walking with demons. And at the end of her travels, she would have her revenge... Pain had made a sadist of her.”
“She had originally agreed to appear naked, but on seeing the cars informed me that she would only appear topless—an interesting logic was at work there.”
Source: The Atrocity Exhibition
“She had other favourite lines. Our gas oven blew up. The repairman came out and said he didn't like the look of it, which was unsurprising as the oven and the wall were black. Mrs Winterson replied, 'It's a fault to heaven, a fault against the dead, and a fault to nature.' That is a heavy load for a gas oven to bear.
She liked that phrase and it was more than once used towards me; when some well-wisher asked how I was, Mrs W looked down and sighed, 'She's a fault to heaven, a fault against the dead, and a fault to nature.'
This was even worse for me than it had been for the gas oven. I was particularly worried about the 'dead' part, and wondered which buried and unfortunate relative I had so offended.”
Source: Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?
“She had parents. People who loved her. Every human was a hyper-dense node of intense emotional and material investment. Speaking meant someone had spent thousands of hours cooing to you. Those lean muscles, the ringing tone of command - their inputs were from all over the world, carefully administered. The mere was more than a person; like a spaceship launch, her existence implied thousands of skilled people, generations of experts, wars, treaties, scholarship, and supply-chain management. Every one of them was all that.”
Source: Walkaway
“She had passed her whole life as does everyone, rushing and dreaming in blind, deaf refusal of the miracle of each moment.”
“She had perfect features, with her eye, nose, lips, and ears the right size and in right places. That is all it takes to make people beautiful, normal body parts – yet why does nature mess it up so many times?”
“She had performed as a shape-shifter with no sense of identity.”
Source: Within Paravent Walls
“She had platonic all but tattooed on her forehead.”
Source: Tracking You
“She had plenty of leisure now, day in, day out, to survey her life as a tract of country traversed, and at last become a landscape instead of separate fields or separate years and days, so that it became a unity and she could see the whole view, and could even pick out a particular field and wander round it again in spirit, though seeing it all the while as it were from a height, fallen in its proper place, with the exact pattern drawn round it by the hedge, and the next field into which the gap in the hedge would lead. So, she thought, could she at last put circles on her life. Slowly she crossed that day, as one crosses a field by a little path through the grasses, with the sorrel and the buttercups waving on either side; she crossed it again slowly, from breakfast to bed-time, and each hour, as one hand of the clock passed over the other, regained for her its separate character: this was the hour, she thought, when I first came downstairs that day, swinging my hat by its ribbons; this was the hour when he persuaded me into the garden, and sat with me on the seat beside the lake, and told me it was not true that with one blow of its wing a swan could break the leg of a man.”
Source: All Passion Spent
“She had poofy, teased-out brown hair that bounced off her shoulders with every high-flying skip and on her t-shirt was a spiraled sun with little wavy lines jumping off it to match the little wavy distortions in the air that were jumping off her. It was pure, unbridled energy and the sound of it hummed in his ears like when standing dangerously near a power transformer. Or maybe he was witnessing the origin story of the world’s first real superhero, and if so, she was probably going to draw her powers from the electromagnetic field itself.”
Source: The Subtle Cause
“She had power over the most magnificent forces on Earth, but she still didn’t feel like she had power over the most important thing of all—her own heart.”
Source: Goddess
“She had prayed for someone else, anyone else but Den. She'd been hoping for a nice, quiet man like Papa. Instead, the gods had sent her the man who'd scorched the world.”
Source: Lord of the Fading Lands
“She had put despair and fear aside, as if they were garments she did not choose to wear.”
Source: George R. R. Martin's A Game of Thrones 5-Book Boxed Set (Song of Ice and Fire Series): A Game of Thrones, A Clash of Kings, A Storm of Swords, A Feast for Crows, and and A Dance with Dragons
“She had put on make-up in a colour scheme that indicated she might be colourblind.”
“She had put on the suit of “model” many years before and now she couldn’t take it off, and it hurt and confined her.”
Source: Veronica
“She had rarely been near Henry since then, and the sight of him now was like a concentrated dose.”
Source: Rumors
“She had reached a turning point. She no longer believed that a situation could be made better by writing a poem about it.”
Source: One Day
“She had read a story like this once, about a girl who was carried away by a monstrous bird to Mount Arzur. But the bird was enchanted, and when the girl kissed him, he turned into a handsome young man. It was fitting, Soraya supposed, that she would kiss a handsome young man and turn him into a monster.”
Source: Girls Made of Snow and Glass
“She had read a wonderful play about a man who scratched on the wall of his cell and she had felt that was true of life — one scratched on the wall.”
Source: Mrs. Dalloway - Broadview Edition
“She had read enough about teenagers to understand you couldn't confront them directly. You couldn't even agree with them. The best strategy was to feign indifference to whatever wrong direction they were headed in, then plop in little facts, like Alka-Seltzers, round innocuous comments, let those sink in, take slow, antidotal effect . . .”
Source: Disappearing Ingenue
“She had read with rigor what she had to read, and went on reading what she liked best: love stories by well-known authors, the longer and more ill-fated the better.”
Source: Until August
“She had realized there are only fragments, that 'memories' always consist of fragments the mind puts together into a pattern, adapts a picture staked out early without the need for a conenction with anything that really happened. A great deal is misunderstood by small children, then stored as images that attract similar images, confirming and reinforcing.”
“She had reason to doubt him; he was real good at planning but real bad at doing.”
Source: Drown
“She had received ideas which disposed her to be courteous and kind to all, and to pity every one, as being less happy than herself.”
Source: Persuasion