S Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with S. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“She is a puzzle of ever-changing pieces... But not one to be solved or completed; One to be appreciated and loved. A breathtaking tapestry of possibilities with a passion and loyalty you'll never forget.”
“She is a rare rose. One which blooms in the night. She hides from the world. She is tender and sensitive. You can only see her from afar. Don't try to go near her. She may disappear forever from this world.”
“She is a rare soul, she has this infectious energy that makes you want to run next to her, she belonged to no one but herself & to anyone that was yet understand themselves, found the missing pieces in her presence.”
“She is a rare woman. That is why she loves you. You need to understand that and love her more!”
“She is a ray of sunshine . a rain of warm summer . a bright fire of a cold winter’s day .”
“She is a real bookworm. I think she lives on print. Her whole house is full of books - looks as if she likes them better than human company.”
Source: Inkheart
“She is a reflection of comfortable middle-class values that do not take seriously the continuing unemployment. What I particularly regret is that she does not take seriously the intellectual decline. Having given up the Empire and the mass production of industrial goods, Britain's future lay in its scientific and artistic pre-eminence. Mrs Thatcher will be long remembered for the damage she has done.”
“She is a romantic and sentimental creature, with a love of solitude.”
Source: Fragile but Fierce: A Quote Collection
“She is a rose filled guitar sitting by the ocean. Both a cat’s ‘purr’ along with the ‘hiss’. And lastly, a love poem carved into an old birch tree.”
Source: Fireflies
“She is a siren of death, disturbingly beautiful and heartbreakingly deadly.”
Source: Time Torn
“She is a smile in the dark”
“She is a soldier trapped inside a barbed-wire fence, but she is still at war and the battlefield is her own body, and perhaps, she has come to realize as a prisoner, that is where it has always been.”
Source: The Shadow King
“She is a storm; she is a river
untamed; untouched
She will engulf you; she will shatter you
hold her softly; caress her gently
She is fragile like a rose petal
She is tender like the touch me not leaf
She is the warm glow of the morning sun
She is the magic of a full moon light.”
“She is a storm; she is a river
untamed; untouched
she will engulf you; she will shatter you
hold her softly; caress her gently
she is fragile like a rose petal
she is tender like the touch me not leaf
she is the warm glow of the morning sun
she is the magic of a full moon night”
“she is a storm, untamed
she is a river, untouched”
“She is a strong girl and one day she will win the world.”
“She is a sunflower! She brings hope to people.”
“She is a true wife who is clean (suci), expert, chaste, pleasing to the husband, and truthful.”
“She is a Volcano of Talents!”
“She is a warrior capable of slaying the demons in life. She is a pioneer capable of choosing her own path. She is a trailblazer capable of achieving new horizons. Just give her some time and see her bedazzle the world.”
“She is a water bug on the surface of life.”
“She is a Weyward. And she carries another Weyward inside her. She gathers herself together, every cell blazing, and thinks: Now.
The window breaks, a waterfall of sharp sounds. The room grows dark with feathered bodies, shooting through the broken window, the fireplace.
Beaks, claws, and eyes flashing. Feathers brushing her skin. Simon yells, his hand loosening on her throat.
She sucks in the air, falling to her knees, one hand cradling her stomach. Something touches her foot, and she sees a dark tide of spiders spreading across the floor. Birds continue to stream through the window. Insects, too: the azure flicker of damselflies, moths with orange eyes on their wings. Tiny, gossamer mayflies. Bees in a ferocious golden swarm.
She feels something sharp on her shoulder, its claws digging into her flesh. She looks up at blue-black feathers, streaked with white. A crow. The same crow that has watched over her since she arrived. Tears fill her eyes, and she knows in that moment that she is not alone in the cottage. Altha is there, in the spiders that dance across the floor. Violet is there, in the mayflies that glisten and undulate like some great silver snake. And all the other Weyward women, from the first of the line, are there, too.
They have always been with her, and always will be.”
Source: Weyward
“She is a winsome wee thing, She is a handsome wee thing, She is a bonny wee thing, This sweet wee wife o' mine.”
Source: The life and works of Robert Burns, ed. by R. Chambers. Libr. ed
“She is a woman capable of violence. She is a woman who did what was necessary. She is a woman who has survived.”
Source: The Glass Woman
“She is a woman of honour and smartness whose wild leaves out luck, always taking risks, and there is something in her brow now, that only she can recognize in a mirror. Ideal and idealistic in that shiny dark hair! People fall in love with her. She is a woman I don’t know well enough to hold in my wing, if writers have wings, to harbour for the rest of my life.”
“She is a woman of muscle twisted around bone.”
Source: Allegiant
“She is a woman who deserves some respect. She's the one who'll bear the belligerent burden of birthing your kids. She's a woman, not an ass, or a breast or something else that could be sexually caressed. Appreciate the woman that she is because she and your mother are one in the same. She will be a wife someday; should't she get treated like more of a gain?”
Source: Thoughts of a Burning Heart
“She is a woman, therefore to be won.”
“She is about to close the book and return it to the desk when she catches sight of a face passing on the flickering pages. She leafs her way back until she finds it again- not an entire face, but a section; an eye, the sweep of a cheekbone, the curved line of a neck observed from side-on; all illustrated as if seen in the reflection of a small, oval mirror. A car-wing mirror.
She peers at the page more closely, breath held in her chest as the moment returns to her: sitting in Charles's new car, Jack scrunched in the back and Lillian in the front, a peacock barring their path. It is exactly how he would have seen her reflected back at him in the wing-mirror.
As with the other drawings, the accuracy is remarkable. She is amazed at his ability to recall the smallest details. There is the pearl stud at her earlobe and the almost indiscernible beauty spot above her lip. Yet the more closely she studies the sketch, the more she is discomforted. It isn't just the precision of the pencil lines conjuring her on the paper- butt more the expression he has captured- a certain wistfulness she hadn't known she wore so plainly. The portrait feels so intimate; almost as if he had laid her bare on the page.
She continues to leaf through the sketches and finds a second portrait. This time she is seated in the drawing room, her face turned to the window, the skirt of her dress falling in a fan to to the floor. A third reveals her standing on the terrace, leaning against the balustrade, a long evening dress sweeping about her legs. The night of the party. The next page shows just her arm, identifiable by a favorite diamond bracelet dangling at the wrist. The last is of her head and shoulders, viewed from behind, the curves of her neck rising up to a twisted knot of hair. Looking at the images she isn't sure how she feels; flattered to be seen, to be deemed worthy of his time and attention, though at the same time a little uncomfortable at the intimacy of his gaze and at the thought of having been so scrutinized when she hadn't even known he was watching her.”
Source: The Peacock Summer
“She is afraid, and yet she wants the priest to see inside her and accept the monsters that wrap around the secret, pure part of her--the part she managed to save, miraculously, that so many of us have lost. she knows the monsters are there and yet wants to be seen.”
Source: The Enchanted
“She is alive.
My heart feels the vibe,
She is alive.
And I can't describe.
She is alive.
My heart feels the vibe,
She is alive.”
“She is all I could ever ask for, she is perfect, and right now, with those big, green eyes and pillowy lips and alabaster thighs, the idea of doing this for the rest of our lives doesn’t seem all that daunting. She’s the last reprieve. The stay of execution. She gives me hope. But times are tough for dreamers. And even if my dream is a simple one—all I want is for Her to be in love with me forever—I know it’s still a long shot. Life ruins everything.”
Source: Gray
“She is all that I have ever desired in a woman. She is sensitive and tender. And she hides a vulnerability within her that only the people who are close to her can find. A charm that touches the unknown places in my heart. She is the ache in my heart.”
“She is all the great heroines of the world in one. She is more than an individual. I love her, and I must make her love me. I want to make Romeo jealous. I want the dead lovers of the world to hear our laughter, and grow sad. I want a breath of our passion to stir dust into consciousness, to wake their ashes into pain.”
Source: The Complete Works of Oscar Wilde: Novel, Short Stories, Poetry, Essays and Plays
“She is alone.
And oh
how brilliantly she shines.”
Source: Wild Embers: Poems of Rebellion, Fire and Beauty
“She is already eighteen years old and has long become an adult. Why can’t she choose her own life path according to her own thoughts? Just because she is the Princess of the Red Clan, will her freedom, her marriage, and the happiness of her life be sacrificed in vain? In this way, what’s the difference between her and those Shark slaves?”
Source: Zhuyan (With Prequel of Mirror) 朱颜
“She is, Althea thought uneasily, what I pretend to be: a woman who does not let her sex deter her from living as she pleases.”
Source: Ship of Destiny
“She is always married too soon, who gets a bad husband, and she is never married too late, who gets a good one.”
Source: The Novels and Miscellaneous Works of Daniel De Foe
“She is amazingly creative, bringing so much more to a song than just a singer. She is a first-class musician and the most gracious person in the world.”
“She is an abandoned little creature."
Here Tink, who was in her boudoir, eavesdropping, squeaked out something impudent.
"She says she glories in being abandoned," Peter interpreted.”
Source: The Annotated Peter Pan (The Centennial Edition)
“She is an able negotiator and a strong ally." Pickering said, as his eyes caressed her lovely face. He noticed both her arms were wrapped tightly around Victor's, and that she looked up at him with such commitment that it made his cynical view of love soften. Reminding him bittersweetly of how he had felt once, a very long time ago.”
Source: Victor's Blessing
“She is an agent of the Devil, possibly escorted out of Hell for behavior which would make a demon go "Ooooo, that's nasty!”
Source: The Tao of the Dippy Cat: A Series of Uncomfortable Incidents and Horrible Happenings
“She is an excellent creature, but she can never remember which came first, the Greeks or the Romans.”
Source: The Sayings of Disraeli
“She is an ocean. I knew from the first that I couldn't own her, cannot tame her, but I am the only storm that moves her depths and stirs her tides.”
Source: Iron Gold
“She is an office girl, her name is Betty. Her favorite group is Helen Reddy.”
“She is ancientness. She has lived forever. It has driven her insane.”
Source: Space, in Chains
“She is angle. I am curve. Together, we are geometric sculpture, and we make perfect sense.”
Source: Perfect
“She is as sweet and soft as water and calm as a meadow.”
“She is beautiful like an angel, charming like a fairy and sweet like honey.”
Source: A moment with God ; Poetry
“She is beautiful, soft hair nearly midnight in color, large eyes nearly as dark, and ivory skin like the petals of the lily, and she wore a fragrance of jasmine. But 'tis her willfulness that I enjoyed the most. And her resourcefulness.”
Source: The Ancient Fae