S Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with S. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“She talked like a woman who knew more books than people.”
Source: The Hazel Wood
“She talked to herself as she wrote. "Dark hair, about six four five, two-forty. Shoulders the size of Nebraska. Amazing blue eyes." She put down her pen. Amazing blue eyes?Where did that come from?”
Source: The Whole Truth
“She talked to me like I was just like any other student, not a kid in a wheelchair.”
Source: Out of my mind
“She talked to the child and her doll in the pleasing cadence of the Neapolitan dialect that I love, the tender language of playfulness and sweet nothings. I was enchanted. Languages for me have a secret venom that every so often foams up and for which there is no antidote. I remember the dialect on my mother’s lips when she lost that gentle cadence and yelled at us, poisoned by her unhappiness: I can’t take you anymore, I can’t take any more.”
Source: The Lost Daughter
“She talks about being a Christian as if it’s a gym membership you can sign up for.”
Source: The Book of Strange New Things
“she talks about her soul
but her eyes are blank”
Source: you ate popcorn in my house of grief: transgenerational poetry
“She talks like you. It’s not every day you hear a four-year-old say Prince Charming is a douchebag who’s only holding Cinderella back.”
"That’s my girl.”
Source: Tangled
“She…talks to the twins like they’re real people, not little kids.”
Source: All My Bests
“She talks with a broken heart - Her voice lutes brokenly like a heart lost, musically too, like in a lost grove, it's almost too much to bear sometimes like some fantastic futuristic Jerry Southern singer in a nightclub who steps up to the mike in the spotlight in Las Vegas but doesn't even have to sing, just talk, to make men sigh and women wonder I guess.”
Source: Big Sur
“She talks with wolves, without knowing what sort of beasts they are:
Where have you been all my life? they ask.
Where have I been all my life? she replies.”
Source: Good Bones and Simple Murders
“She tapped on the bathroom door. “Ready for clothes?”
The door swung inward.
Leah stared. “Holy crap.” Seth was naked, save for a towel he had wrapped around his hips. And his body was pure perfection. His arms and legs both bore beautiful, thick muscle. But not too thick like some of the bodybuilders she’d seen whose arms and legs were so bulky they couldn’t rest their arms against their sides and seemed to walk bowlegged. Seth was built more like a professional basketball player. Broad shoulders. A well-developed chest. Even his abs rippled with muscle and begged to be touched.
Realizing she had been staring—aka drooling—she looked up at him. “Seriously, how are you still single?”
But Seth wasn’t looking at her face. His eyes were fastened on her body.
Her breath caught when a faint golden glow illuminated his dark brown irises.
“I was going to ask you the same thing,” he murmured, his voice deeper than usual and husky with what she thought might be desire.
A thrill rippling through her, Leah glanced down. Her eyes widened.
The rain that had found its way past the awning out front had plastered her pajamas to her skin, rendering them nearly transparent.”
Source: Death of Darkness
“She tapped on the window with her embossed hairbrush. They were too far off to hear. The drone of the trees was in their ears; the chirp of birds; other incidents of garden life, inaudible, invisible to her in the bedroom, absorbed them. Isolated on a green island, hedged about with snowdrops, laid with a counterpane of puckered silk, the innocent island floated under her window. Only George lagged behind.”
Source: Selected Works of Virginia Woolf
“She Taste the way she smells”
Source: Bride
“She tasted for the first time honey-sweet and dangerous happiness: dangerous because, as she before long began to learn, precarious.”
Source: The Message To The Planet
“She tasted good. Like salt and vinegar chips and Bailey’s Irish cream. Who knew that was such a fucking turn on?”
Source: Playing With Forever
“She tasted like strawberries and wine. So, so sweet and harmfully intoxicating. I was fully drunk on her. Head foggy by her lips, body flaming by her touch. If her kisses were the new alcohol, then my heart must surely be the new liver, because this would ruin me beyond repair.”
Source: The Soulmate Theory
“She tasted like the blank page of a book before he’d written the first word, the possibilities limitless.”
Source: Threat of Danger
“She tasted of fairytales”
“She tasted sweet, like oranges, liquid sunshine in my mouth as we kissed, our tongues playing together.”
Source: A Baumgartner Reunion
“She tasted the day he lost his first job. She tasted the morning he had awakened, still drunk, in his car, in the middle of a cornfield, and, terrified, had sworn off the bottle for ever. She knee his real name. She remembered the name that had once been tattooed on his arm and knew why it could be there no longer. She tasted the color of his eyes from the inside, and shivered at the nightmare he had in which he was forced to carry spiny fish in his mouth, and from which he woke, choking, night after night. She savored the hungers in food and fiction, and discovered a dark sky when he was a small boy and he had stared up at the stars and wondered at their vastness and immensity, that even he had forgotten.”
Source: Sirens and Other Daemon Lovers
“She tasted the way fireworks felt, like something you could get close to but never really have just for yourself.”
Source: The Beginning of Everything
“She tastes like a piece of the heaven I won't be going to.”
“She tastes like every dark thought I've ever had.”
Source: White Cat
“She tastes like nectar and salt. Nectar and salt and apples. Pollen and stars and hinges. She tastes like fairy tales. Swan maiden at midnight. Cream on the tip of a fox’s tongue. She tastes like hope.”
Source: Daughter of Smoke and Bone: Daughter of Smoke and Bone Trilogy
“She taught him how to see--further, wider, clearer. A good woman always does.”
Source: Sky Full of Elephants
“She taught me all about real sacrifice. That it should be done from love, not misplace disgust for another person's genetics.”
“She taught me all about real sacrifice. That it should be done from love... That it should be done from necessity, not without exhausting all other options. That it should be done for people who need your strength because they don't have enough of their own.”
“She taught me at a young age that one judges a book by its cover, so you better look presentable when arriving in foreign land”
Source: Travel With Style: Master the Art of Stylish and Functional Travel Capsules
“She taught me at a young age to keep God first, dress as if you deserve the job, and never treat anyone any differently than you would want to be treated. (Wall Of Fame Speech - September 13, 2018)”
“She taught me everything I knew about crawfish and kissing and pink wine and poetry. She made me different.”
Source: Looking for Alaska
“She taught me I should never do anything in private I did not want talked about in public, and cautioned me not to talk in my sleep.”
“She taught me that courage is a muscle. It needs to be exercised often or it will weaken.”
Source: My Year with Eleanor: A Memoir
“She taught me that it's ok to let down your guard and allow your players to get to know you. They don't care how much you know until they know how much you care.”
“She taught me that the nighttime,
Is when the stars tend to thrive.”
“She taught me that without trust, love could never exist.”
“She taught me to play the piano, and what it meant to miss somebody.”
“She taught me to revel. She taught me to wonder. She taught me to laugh. My sense of humor had always measured up to everyone else's; but timid introverted me, I showed it sparingly: I was a smiler. In her presence I threw back my head and laughed out loud for the first time in my life”
Source: The Stargirl Collection
“She taught me what's important, and what isn't. And I've never forgotten. And that's what mothers do, I say.”
Source: A Place Like this
“She taught them that every soul is a small reflection of God, and that it is wicked to murder because when a life is taken, we lose that unique revelation of God's nature.”
Source: Children of God
“She taught you how to be a person who refuses anything but the meaningful.”
“She teaches me that the world is made to be pounced on and enjoyed, and that there is absolutely no reason at all to hold back.”
Source: Frozen Woman
“She tells enough white lies to ice a wedding cake.”
“She tells everyone she's taken. Yet her heart whispers: he's taking too long.”
Source: Abandoned Breaths
“She tells her love while half asleep, In the dark hours, With half-words whispered low: As Earth stirs in her winter sleep And puts out grass and flowers Despite the snow, Despite the falling snow.”
Source: Selected poems
“She tells me about dreams. She says my dreams are helium and balloons, and I've made the mistake of letting go a few to many times, but I still got this one. Tied around my finger like a wedding ring because even though I don't believe in marriages, I'm gonna bring this one home.”
Source: Silence Is A Song I Know All The Words To
“She tells me she is good at breaking hearts and I cannot stop thinking of getting inked with such a beautiful scar.”
“She tells me she's been reading a terrible book called "How to Meet and Marry Mr. Right" Their main advice is to play hard to get. Basically it's a guide to manipulation. I say that maybe she should stop reading it. "I know, " she says, only half agreeing. "But it's like I've been trying to catch a fish by swimming around with them. I keep making myself get in the water again. I try different rivers. I change my strokes. But nothing works. Then I find the guide that tells me about fishing poles and bait, and how to cast and what to do when the line gets taut," She stops and thinks. "The depressing part is that you know it will work." I say "I hate fish.”
Source: The Girls' Guide to Hunting and Fishing
“She tells stories of working beside
her father, cleaning out fence rows
with his sling blade and hoe. Her stories
help me to see, as we work together,
that history is being made as it gets told.
Passed on as it passes by.”
Source: Journey
“She tended to be impatient with that sort of intellectual who, for all his brilliance, has never been able to arrive at the simple conclusion that to be reasonably happy you have to be reasonably good.”
“She tensed, already taking in every detail she could.
But she squared her shoulders. Straightened her spine.
“My name is Celaena Sardothien,” she whispered, “and I will not be afraid.”
Source: The Assassin's Blade