S Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with S. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“She was around ten minutes late, as a matter of fact. I didn't give a damn, though. All that crap they have in cartoons in the Saturday Evening Post and all, showing guys on street corners looking sore as hell because their dates are late - that's bunk. If a girl looks swell when she meets you, who gives a damn if she's late? Nobody.”
“She was arriving at a revelation that the secret to living was simply forgetting”
Source: The Patriots
“She was as beautiful and awful as a dying season.”
Source: City of Fallen Angels
“She was as forthright and simple as the winds that blew over Tara and the yellow river that wound around it.”
Source: Gone with the wind
“She was as good as she was beautiful and as intelligent as she was good.”
Source: The Adventure of the Missing Three-Quarter
“She was as hardy as iron as she grew old.”
Source: George Sand, some aspects of her life and writings
“She was as lovely sleeping as she was dripping in sensuality at the fundraiser”
Source: The Protege
“She was as one who, in madness, was resolute to throw herself from a precipice, but to whom some remnant of sanity remained which forced her to seek those who would save her from herself.”
Source: The Palliser Novels: Complete Parliamentary Chronicles (All Six Novels in One Volume): Can You Forgive Her? + Phineas Finn + The Eustace Diamonds + Phineas Redux + The Prime Minister + The Duke’s Children
“She was as perfect as he was. The face of death. The face of Sin. They were beautiful the way only monsters could be. The face of perfection, the face that was said to lure souls into damnation.”
Source: The Tale of a Sin
“She was as quick as a hummingbird in a field of wildflowers, buzzing and sticking, sticking and buzzing.”
Source: A Winter of Chains
“She was as sated with him as he was tired of her. Emma had rediscovered in adultery all the banality of marriage.”
Source: madame bovary
“She was asked to pour out everything she had, but all she had was an empty soul.”
“She was astonished, and at the same time she knew. There were many things in life like that. You couldn’t imagine it, and then it happened and you couldn’t really imagine it hadn’t.”
“She was at least seventy, tall, withered, and angular, with white hair arranged in old-fashioned sausage curls on her temples. She was dressed in the quaint and clumsy style of the wandering Englishwoman, like a person to whom clothes were a matter of complete indifference; she was eating an omelette and drinking water.”
Source: 88 More Stories
“She was at that crucial age when a women begins to regret having stayed faithful to a husband she never really loved, when the glowing sunset colors of her beauty offer her one last, urgent choice between maternal and feminine love. At such a moment a life that seemed to have chosen its course long ago is questioned once again, for the last time the magic compass needle of the will hovers between final resignation and the hope of erotic experience.”
“She was at that modulating point between indifference and love, at the stage called having a fancy for. It occurs once in the history of the most gigantic passions, and it is a period when they are in the hands of the weakest will.”
Source: Delphi Complete Works of Thomas Hardy (Illustrated)
“She was at the same table near the back where three nights ago I'd sat entranced by her songs. And where the two of us had talked like old friends.”
Source: Killing Maine
“She was attractive, but so was everyone in this kind of light; the longer the wavelength, the softer the focus. There’s a reason fuckcubbies don’t come with fluorescent lights.”
Source: Blindsight
“She was aware of all he was; a mind, thinking, impenetratable. Light played on his skin, deepening the hollows of his throat.”
Source: Hermetech
“she was aware of his love - how could she not? She perceived it every time he looked at her. He was not demonstrative, but his ardour was all the more evident for the reins with which he restrained it, the mask of steel behind which he imprisoned it, his detached demeanour and deliberate gestures that, far from parading a lack of interest, displayed the strength of his self-discipline, that he could so tightly curb the intensity of his passion.”
Source: The Well of Tears: Book Two of The Crowthistle Chronicles
“She was aware of how much she was degrading herself. Yet at the same time, she had no motivation to care.”
Source: The Companions
“She was aware of the movement of his lips as he pressed soundless words in her palm. He released her, and the look he gave her seemed to reveal the depths of his lustful, longing, bitter soul. "Good-bye, Miss Fielding," he said hoarsely.”
“She was aware only of his silent figure, sitting like a shadow there on the log, with an enamel cup in his hand, drinking his coffee in silence. Her will had departed from her limbs, he had power over her: his shadow was on her.”
Source: The Virgin and the Gipsy
“She was aware that her emotions were confused, that she should be feeling sad, not angry, not resentful, not hateful, but there wasn't anything she could do about it; she felt the way she felt, and she couldn't do anything to stop it, to correct it.”
Source: Horrid
“She was aware that her love and her hate for him ran violently at equal and opposite speeds. On some level she knew they countered one another, resulting in something that was neither love nor hate but closer to obsession.”
Source: Nothing Serious
“She was aware that in love even the most passionate idealism will not rid the body's surface of its terrible, basic importance.”
Source: Laughable Loves
“She was aware that reason had left the room. She was not sorry to see it go.”
Source: The Darren Effect
“She was aware that she was close to tears and her stomach was hollow with excitement, throat dry. Coup de foudre, the French called it. The thunderclap. The best kind of love of all. Instant and quite irrevocable”
Source: Night of the Fox
“She was back. Even so, Will didn't move. He would wait her out, fake-relaxing in the uncomfortable chair with his head not against the wall, tapping his hands to Bureaucratic Barbara's brainwashing beat as an act of solidarity with every other man she'd tried to enervate with her bell and refusal to offer change.
[inner dialog of Will Phillips]”
Source: Adjustments
“She was bad at love. There were people in the world who were good at love and people who were bad at it. She was bad. She used to think she was good at love, that it was intimacy she was bad at. But you had to have both. Love without intimacy, she knew, was an unsung tune. It was all in your head. You said, "Listen to this!" but what you found yourself singing was a tangle, a nothing, a heap. It reminded her of a dinner party she had gone to once, where dessert was served on plates printed with French songs. After dinner everyone had had to sing their plate, but hers had still had whipped cream on it, and when it came her turn, she had garbled the notes and words, frantically pushing the whipped cream around with a fork so she could see the next measure. Oh, she was bad, bad like that, at love.”
“She was battered and beaten up, and not smiling this time. Liesel could see it on her face. Blood leaked from her nose and licked at her lips. Her eyes had blackened. Cuts had opened up and a series of wounds were rising to the surface of her skin. All from the words. From Liesel's words.”
Source: The Book Thief: Enhanced Movie Tie-in Edition
“She was battered incessantly, regularly, all the time. I'm not saying 24 hours a day, but the incidents of battering were extraordinarily high.”
“She was beautiful - but especially she was without mercy.”
Source: The Echoes of the Jazz Age Collection: The Beautiful and Damned, Winter Dreams, The Great Gatsby, Babylon Revisited, The Diamond as Big as the Ritz and many more
“She was beautiful all riled up. His heart was going a little crazy and all at once he felt very much alive. Maybe this vacation thing wasn't going to be so bad.”
Source: Lethal Game
“She was beautiful, and being gifted approval for something that had been handed to her by some fortuitous arrangement of DNA instead of earned by her own two hands wasn't something she felt necessary to either idolize or condemn.”
Source: The Atlas Six
“She was beautiful and intelligent and good, but she left, so I kept her favorite book. The same one she read. The same one she touched.”
“She was beautiful and terrifying, savage and pure.”
“She was beautiful.
Before, she had been pretty and gorgeous, lively and smiley, all red hair and perfect skin and quick movements. Now her eyes were deeper. He could fall into her face forever and happily drown there, pulled into her depths. There were worlds in her mind that were only just forming before.”
Source: Part of Your World
“She was beautiful beyond words, but not only that. Saranna was sharp as a knife. She'd have you guessing what you had said, then have you say it again in completely the opposite way, till you had made such a mess you didn't know what the discussion was about in the first place. Many found this unladylike, but only because they couldn't win against her. All except me. We would spar with words as men did with swords." ~ Velran”
Source: A Canticle for the Fallen
“She was beautiful, but her youth, the very awkwardness of her age, prevented her from flaunting it.”
“She was beautiful, but not like those girls in magazines. She was beautiful, for the way she thought. She was beautiful, for the sparkle in her eyes when she talked about something she loved. She was beautiful, for her ability to make other people smile, even if she was sad. No, she wasn't beautiful for something as temporary as her looks. She was beautiful, deep down to her soul.”
Source: Tender is the Night
“She was beautiful, but not like those girls in magazines. She was beautiful, for the way she thought. She was beautiful, for the sparkle in her eyes when she talked about something she loved. She was beautiful, for her ability to make other people smile, even if she was sad. No, she wasn't beautiful for something as temporary as her looks. She was beautiful, deep down to her soul. She is beautiful.”
Source: Butterflies and Bullshit
“She was beautiful for no reason, like a poppy, like the tender smile of an infant, like a dew drop, like the sunset, like the mother-nature — the god’s ultimate expression.”
Source: Spoor of an Indian Horse
“She was beautiful in a damaged way.”
Source: You Are One of Them
“She was beautiful in combat. I know that’s a crazy thing to say, especially after we’d just climbed a sewage waterfall, but her gray eyes sparkled when she was fighting for her life. Her face shone like a goddess’s, and believe me, I’ve seen goddesses. The way her Camp Half-Blood beads rested against her throat—Okay, sorry. Got a little distracted.”
Source: The Demigod Diaries (Heroes of Olympus)
“She was beautiful. Not despite her so-called flaws but because of them—those scrapes and life experiences that made her body like no other woman’s. The beauty that wasn’t ephemeral or society-dictated but the real beauty that cut across generations, across all cultures, from the beginning of humankind. The beauty that was painted in Paleolithic caves and carved in ancient Venus statuettes, those wonderful figurines of all shapes and sizes, individualized and gorgeous precisely because of that individuality. What cavemen had known, modern men had forgotten, and sadly, modern women too.”
Source: The Magnolia That Bloomed Unseen
“She was beautiful; she was also terrible. She was the Summer Queen.”
Source: Bitter Frost
“she was beautiful
until the people
forced her to believe
that dark complexion
is a sign of ugliness.”
Source: The Dark Light: Amethyst Heart in the City
“She was beautiful, with all her nerves and all her complicated, circuitous feelings and contradictions and fears.”
Source: My Year of Rest and Relaxation
“She was beautiful, but not like those girls in the magazines. She was beautiful, for the way she thought. She was beautiful, for the sparkle in her eyes when she talked about something she loved. She was beautiful, for her ability to make other people smile, even if she was sad. No, she wasn't beautiful for something as temporary as her looks. She was beautiful, deep down to her soul. She is beautiful.”