S Quotes
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“She stood in the storm, and when the wind did not blow her way, she adjusted her sails.”
Source: Resilience: The New Afterword
“She stood looking carefully at the labeled portraits Ursala had put up: Little Crow, Chief of the Santees, Geronimo, last of the Apaches, and Ursala's favorite, Big Foot, dying in the snow at Wounded Knee. "Isn't that where the massacre was?" asked Ellen. "Yes. I'm going to go there when I'm grown up. To Wounded Knee." "That seems sensible," said Ellen.”
Source: A Song for Summer
“She stood lost in eternity... watching the immense sky...”
Source: The Magic Toyshop
“She stood lost in eternity wearing a crazy dress, watching the immense sky.”
“She stood, moved to stand in front of him, and held out her hand. “Thanks so much for fixing my hip and helping me.”
He lifted a brow as he glanced from her hand to her face. “Sit down. You’re not going anywhere.”
Source: A Tiger's Claim
“She stood on the ledge of his smile and looked over the edge.”
Source: Blue Lily, Lily Blue
“She stood staring out into the void. 'One woman's mishap - what is that? A thing as trivial to the great world as it's sordid in most eyes. But the time has come when a woman may look about her and say, What general significance has my secret pain? Does it "join on" to anything? And I find it *does*. I'm no longer simply a woman who has stumbled on the way.' With difficulty she controlled the shake in her voice. 'I'm one who has got up bruised and bleeding, wiped the dust from her hands and the tears from her face - and said to herself not merely: Here's one luckless woman! but - here is a stone of stumbling to many. Let's see if it can't be moved out of other women's way. And she calls people to come and help.”
Source: The Convert
“She stood straight, with her feet planted wide, and she let her confidence make her big. Because Margeaux could be anything she wanted. She knew it. Her crew knew it. Now they just had to make sure these damned mermaids knew it too.”
Source: A Vision in Smoke
“She stood there awkwardly, incapable of further theatre.”
Source: The Message To The Planet
“She stood there in yoga pants that probably cost more than his saddle, pristine white tennis shoes, and what appeared to be a silk blouse in a shade of pink that would send his bulls running. Her golden hair was pulled back in a neat ponytail, and she'd even put on makeup. At five in the morning. For ranch work.”
Source: Boots and Stilettos
“She stood there looking up at him as if he were a good man and would save her. He was debating whether or not he was that good. Unfortunately for her, he didn't think so.”
Source: Vendetta Road
“She stood there: she listened. She heard the names of the stars.”
Source: Mrs. Dalloway
“She stood there until something fell off the shelf inside her.”
Source: Their Eyes Were Watching God
“She stood there until something fell off the shelf inside her. Then she went inside there to see what it was. It was her image of Jody tumbled down and shattered. But looking at it she saw that it never was the flesh and blood figure of her dreams. Just something she had grabbed up to drape her dreams over.”
Source: Their Eyes Were Watching God
“She stood up to me, which no one else dared to do, and by the Bloodmaiden, it was annoying. But at the same time, it was...impressive. And infuriatingly attractive.
Fine. It was fucking hot.”
Source: On Wings of Blood
“She stood up, went to the window by the door, stared mournfully out at the day. The rain had stopped. the sun had come out, burning heat through the trees, sucking the moisture right back up into the brilliant blue prairie sky, She saw the way this fierce naked light hit the empty street. She saw the sky with its thin line of evaporating clouds and tried to think about herself in the future. But no image would come. ... Nothing. The emptiness of it all filled her with dread.”
Source: True Confessions of a Heartless Girl
“She stood upon a continent of ice, which sparkled between sea and sky, endless and dazzling, as though the world kept all its treasure there; a scale which balanced poetry and prayer.”
Source: Mrs. Scrooge: A Christmas Poem
“She stood watching a ritual she had seen many times before, yet which now seemed odd and extremely archaic; as if everything - the hill, the ox, the Mage, the cauldron, the king, the people looking on - everything belonged to a time so far away, so obscurely ancient that it could no longer be comprehended, only felt in the pulse of blood that flowed through her veins.”
Source: Taliesin
“She stood watching the sun disappear beneath the sunflower field under the hills and felt as liberated as the wind.”
“She stood with her perfect profile turned to the glittering night sky, her hood sliding back. Snow was beginning to fall, and it caught in the dark waves of her hair. “I plant something new for every Grisha lost. Heartleaf for Marie. Yew for Sergei. Red Sentinel for Fedyor. Even Ivan has a place.” She touched her fingers to a frozen stalk. “This will blossom bright orange in the summer. I planted it for Harshaw. These dahlias were for Nina when I thought she’d been captured and killed by Fjerdans. They bloom with the most ridiculous red flowers in the summer. They’re the size of dinner plates.” Now she turned and he could see tears on her cheeks. She lifted her hands, the gesture half-pleading, half-lost. “I’m running out of room.”
Source: Rule of Wolves
“She stood, squared her shoulders. “We’ll do it. Together.” And then she did something that shocked them both. She rose on her tiptoes and pressed a swift kiss on his lips. “Thank you for returning to help me.” When she tried to move away, he latched onto her forearms and held her in place. His eyes were gleaming. "Next time you decide to do that…" What?" she said, stiffening. "Give you a little warning?" No." He grinned. "Linger.”
Source: Gena Showalter Intertwined Complete Collection: Intertwined\Unraveled\Twisted
“She stopped and leant her elbows against the parapet of the embankment. He did likewise. There is at times a magic in identity of position; it is one of the things that have suggested to us eternal comradeship.”
Source: A Room With A View: England Literature
“She stopped and looked at him when she heard a low growl.
"You've kissed someone?"
Sally tried to hold back the snort of laughter that bubble out. "Of course. I'm eighteen, Costin. Only having kissed one guy by eighteen is pretty darn conservative."
"I don't want to know about this guy," Costin frowned. "He won't hold a candle to my kisses anyway.”
“She stopped at a post from Sierra. A small plate held a neat, square dessert: perfect layers of wafer cookies, banana slices, and pudding, topped with browned meringue and cookie crumbs. It looked like a fancy version of the banana pudding her dad used to get from a bakery in their neighborhood. He'd told her his mom rarely made dessert, but that this pudding was one of the few she did make. It was always a momentous occasion, he'd said, to come home and see a box of Nilla wafers and a bunch of ripe bananas sitting on the counter.
Mae eagerly scrolled down to read the caption.
Banana pudding is the first dessert I ever learned to make. My grandma taught me how when I was six. Watching pudding thicken over the stove, layering Nilla wafers and banana slices, whipping egg whites into stiff peaks, I fell in love with baking.”
Source: The Townsend Family Recipe for Disaster
“She stopped at the desk and held up a can for his view. "This looks like an ordinary hairspray can, right?" "Of course." he said though he had no idea what hairspray was.”
Source: Gena Showalter's Atlantis Series Bundle: Heart of the Dragon\Jewel of Atlantis\The Nymph King\The Vampire's Bride\The Amazon's Curse
“She stopped chasing acceptance, and stepped into identity.”
Source: I AM Created, Not Manufactured
“She stopped explaining herself the day she realized silence had more power.”
“She stopped for the duration of a glance around her, as if to recapture the place, but there was no recognition of persons in her eyes, the glance merely swept through the room, as if making a swift inventory of physical objects.”
Source: Atlas Shrugged
“She stopped in Eckerds to flirt with a guy she knew there and get some free Blow Pops. She leaned over the counter and pursed her lips and moved up and down on her toes while he dug out all the watermelons, her favorite. There was a scale with a mirror next to the pharmacy counter, and she stared at herself sideways. With her low-slung jeans and junk store green army coat, Murphy looked high-fidelity, full-color, and healthy. The counter boy’s voice pitched high when he asked her, nervous and awed, if she wanted anything else. Murphy smiled and stuck a Blow Pop in her mouth as she turned and sauntered out the door.”
Source: The Secrets of Peaches
“She stopped in her tracks. Her frightened eyes locked onto a black figure standing before her, a smoky human form, darker than the deepest caves and trenches of the known world. Light would not penetrate it, as it hovered motionlessly, a foot above the floor.”
Source: Passenger
“She stopped outside her parents’ bedroom door. She heard her mother’s light whistling snores and her father working out a deal in his sleep, mumbling numbers that made no sense to Hannah. She snuck down the stairs like a burglar…”
“She stopped the show - but then the show wasn't traveling very fast.”
“She stopped, then finally turned around, and looked at me. “Just because you’ve been in a war doesn’t mean you’ve got a monopoly on shitty situations. And this is a shitty situation. So back to what I said before. Don’t tell me what to do.”(Sarah)”
Source: The Last Hour
“She stopped to inspect some of the blossoms on the almond trees and watched the butterflies flap tiny wings from the bushes to the skies. Oh, to have such freedom. Like a bird, they were not confined to the king's palaces or a specific set of rooms. If she thought on it overmuch, she had to admit that in her new life she felt more like a bird caged than one set free. And she missed her family. Not Mordecai, for she saw him often, but her cousins, their wives, the children. Especially the children. How long had it been since she had chased Isha through the house and taught the children of Noah!
She walked past the almond trees, forcing her mind to ponder the beauty around her. Gratitude was a better choice than lonely complaints.”
Source: Star of Persia:
“She stopped walking between two doors. They were labeled, in quixotic fashion, “Squids” and “Mollusks.” Shaun raised an eyebrow.
“Okay, I’ll bite,” he said. “Which one am I?”
“All gender is a construct and binary gender doubly so, but you have a hard shell and you’re hard to kill, so you’re probably a mollusk,” said Foxy blithely.”
Source: Rise: A Newsflesh Collection
“She stops and turns back to Yuri. She looks at Yuri with warm,
kind eyes. Her motherly instinct takes over, and she opens her arms
and takes Yuri in her chest, saying, ‘A baby’s crying is the same.”
Source: Farewell China
“She stops between sniffles, and I want to stand, I want to go hug her. I want to tell her that it's okay and I don't want her stupid card, I just want my sister to stop crying.”
Source: Check & Mate
“She stops speaking, but I can hear her silent sobs. They’re the loudest thing I’ve ever heard.”
Source: The Body Electric
“She stops, stares deep into my eyes. I wonder if this is where I kiss her, because that is how the story goes, right: first we stare at each other’s eyes, then we kiss, then we marry, than we have kids and then we die, unless we were dead all along, in which case no grand finale for us, oh no. Iva flicks my left brow. Ouch. Don’t suppose I ought to marry a flicker.”
“She straightened and crossed her arms. “I can’t sleep with you,” she blurted.
… “As you please.”
“As you please?” She stepped back, the rough wood of the bench bumping her upper calf. She’d braced herself for a battle and now felt oddly deflated. “You aren’t going to try to talk me into it?”
“I need not talk women into lying with me.”
Source: Must Love Chainmail
“She straightened her shoulders. "Sisy, are the ducks ready?"
"All plucked and cleaned."
Roxannah sautéed more onions and garlic with turmeric, adding roughly chopped walnuts to the sizzling butter before transferring them into a large mortar.
Halpa gently removed the pestle from her hand. "I'll do this. You see to the duck."
She cut the ducks into large pieces, trying to plan her next steps as she worked. The usual recipe required the duck to cook in water. Boiling made the meat tender. But it also meant that most of its flavor leached into the sauce, leaving the flesh of the fowl tasteless and stringy. She could roast the duck. But that would leave the sauce bland. Besides, roasted meat was never as fall-off-the-bone soft as boiled.
It seemed stupid to try something new tonight of all nights. God, give me wisdom! Give me counsel so I know how to proceed. She waited for a moment, head bent low, trying to discern what to do. She felt a release, a sense of rightness about going forward with her risky plan.
Nodding to herself, she added a dollop more butter to the same pan where she had fried the garlic and onions, which still held their lingering aroma. Sprinkling the duck with salt, she set it carefully into the sizzling pan.
Halpa held the mortar under her nose. "Is this the consistency you want?"
"Perfect." She fetched the jar of pomegranate molasses she had brought from home and added a heaping tablespoon to Halpa's paste, seasoning it with salt and a dash of turmeric, cinnamon, and cardamom. In the pan, she flipped the pieces of duck. Their skin had turned the color of bright copper, gleaming with melted butter. By now, the whole kitchen staff had gathered around to watch her. Even the Immortal craned his neck for a better view.
She ignored them, keeping her attention on the duck. When both sides had fried evenly, she removed some of the excess fat, remembering Amestris's crack about the king's sleepless night.
Pomegranate juice and a rich, gelatinous broth made from chicken bones would enrich the duck's flavor. She hoped the fried skin would seal in enough of the juices that simmering the fowl in liquid would not rob its flavor. Finally, she spooned in the paste from Halpa's mortar. Covering the pan, she lifted it over the fire to reduce the heat. It would simmer gently and, hopefully, be ready just in time for dinner.”
Source: The Queen's Cook
“She straightened. "Sorry. I didn't mean to chill you."
Chilling him was the last thing she was doing.”
Source: One Wrong Move
“She strained as he began to kiss along the side of her neck. Her skin was hot from exertion, a little salty, and her scent was divinely arousing: horses, fresh winter air, roses.”
Source: Cold-Hearted Rake
“She strangely knew a lot of literature and used such aphorisms to
explain me the agony of her heart at times. She has always been
telling me to read now and then. Certainly remaining a fanatic
about two things: God and Books.
I refused them both”
“She stretched, feeling her spine pop in several places. She curled her legs to the side and opened her eyes-to find Fitz staring at her with his eyebrows practically launching off his forehead.”
Source: Flashback
“She stretched her hands towards the sky. To grab all the stars, to hold the moon, to take away everything that the sky had. So that the sky could finally understand, how it feels to lose everything that makes it beautiful.”
“She stretched out her hand, saying, “Vernon! My dear, what a delightful surprise!” “What’s surprising about it?” he enquired, lifting his black brows. “Didn’t you ask me to come?” The smile remained pinned to Lady Buxted’s lips, but she replied with more than a touch of acidity: “To be sure I did, but so many days ago that I supposed you had gone out of town!” “Oh, no!” he said, returning her smile with one of great sweetness.”
“She stripped out of her bra first, then her panties.
“Happy?”
“I could be happier.”
Source: Threat of Danger
“She strived for perfection. She loved setting herself tasks, sometimes impossible ones, to prove to her heart that underneath every seemingly ugly thing there was something beautiful inside.”
“She strode across the moors as if distance was a personal insult.”
Source: A Hat Full of Sky