S Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with S. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“She was smart and terribly determined, this girl-her will was pure steel, through and through-but she was as human as anyone else. She was lonely, too. Lonely in a way that perhaps only single girls fresh from small Midwestern towns know. Homesickness is not always a vague, nostalgic, almost beautiful emotion, although that is somehow the way we always seem to picture it in our mind. It can be a terribly keen blade, not just a sickness in metaphor but in fact as well. It can change the way one looks at the world; the faces one sees in the street look not just indifferent but ugly....perhaps even malignant. Homesickness is a real sickness- the ache of the uprooted plant.”
Source: A Winter's Tale: The Breathing Method
“She was smart like that, and lucky like that, and people loved the hell out of her. They didn’t love the hell out of me; they ran the hell away from me. It wasn’t like I was a bad person or anything, I just … had a lot of accidents. I didn’t mean accidents like I ate glue and then peed myself on a regular basis. I just tripped more than usual, and accidently set things on fire more than what would be considered ‘normal’. I got kicked out of the village school only one moon-cycle before graduation for accidently making one of the teachers bald. How do you accidently make someone bald? That’s a good question. All you really need is a bucket of warm tar to accidently toss onto the back of their head. How do you get a bucket of warm tar? You don’t go looking for it or anything—or at least I didn’t. It was just sitting on the road outside the school and I thought I should carry it inside to ask what it was.”
Source: Trickery
“She was smiling a little hesitantly, like she was afraid I wouldn’t smile back.”
Source: The Lost & Found
“She was smiling. And it's all I ever wanted.”
Source: More Than Her
“She was smiling as she imagined herself as one more star in the sea of millions, and her body decided it had had enough, and she felt the exact moment when her power source gave up and the hum of electricity extinguished.
But she was already vast and bright and endless.”
Source: The Little Android
“She was snatched back from a dream of far countries, and found herself on Main Street.”
Source: Main Street: The Story of Carol Kennicott
“She was so alone. Dead to the world. No one to love. No one who loved her.”
Source: Deliver Us From Evil
“She was so beautiful I had to move away.”
Source: Engleby
“She was so beautiful, natural and humble. I was caught in her riptide, riding the current no matter how far away from reality she took me.”
Source: Rush
“She was so beautiful that it made my soul ache.”
Source: The Fiery Heart
“She was so beautiful tonight he knew he would die of it. He hated that anyone else should see it. He wished it were something he alone could see. And he knew he was alone, that nobody saw it but him. And he knew that everyone could see it. And still no one could but him.”
“She was so beautiful, like someone who you will never meet, but always dream of meeting, like someone who is too good for you.”
Source: Everything Is Illuminated
“She was so busy forgetting, she couldn't take a single step into the future.”
Source: Green Angel
“She was so cool, as she knew, ankles crossed
at the puckered hem of granite
gray sweatpants, and she also knew
I was watching from the open door
of the B train—watching her pose
in apparent comfort at the girder of this city thoroughfare.”
Source: Drum Machine
“She was so delicate that, while we sat beneath the linden branches, a leaf would fall and drift down and touch her skin, and it would leave a bruise. So as we sat in the afternoon hour, beneath that fragrant linden bower, I had to chase all of the leafs that fell away.”
“She was so emotional, on the verge of tears. This was what I'd wanted to prevent with all those quick disappearances, the tangledness of farewells and all the baggage they brought with them. But now, looking at Deb, I realized what else I'd given up: knowing for sure that someone was going to miss me. What happened to goodbye, Michael in Westcott had written on my Ume.com page. I was pretty sure I knew, now. It had been packed away in a box of its own, trying to be forgotten, until I really needed it. Until now.”
Source: What Happened to Goodbye
“She was so evidently the victim of the civilization which had produced her, that the links of her bracelet seemed like manacles chaining her to her fate.”
Source: The House of Mirth
“She was so exhausted. She slept. She was unaware of Tyler stifling his own grief.”
“She was so fat that her bathtub has stretch marks.”
“She was so fat that her belly button makes an echo.”
“She was so fat that her bikini is made out of two bed sheets (king-size).”
“She was so fat that her clothes are made by Omar the tent maker.”
“She was so intelligent that she could think herself into beauty. Intelligence...they don't talk about it much, the poets, but when a woman is intelligent and passionate and good.”
“She was so laser focused on achieving her goals that she seemed oblivious to the practical implications of her decision.”
Source: Bad Blood: Secrets and Lies in a Silicon Valley Startup
“She was so lovely, it hurt his chest to gaze at her, especially knowing she was courageous and clever too.”
Source: The Beautiful Pretender
“She was so mean that she even killed her own name, and now people just pointed to her.”
Source: All the Crooked Saints
“she was so much a personality and so little anything else that even staring straight at her he had no idea what she really looked like.”
Source: The Corrections: A Novel
“She was so overwhelmingly beautiful and impressive, he found it too much to handle. He could barely believe any of his new memroies, but the idea that Isabelle Lightwood had been his girlfriend seemed more unbelievable than the fact that vampires were real and Simon had been one. He didn't have the faintest idea how he had made her feel that way about him once, and so he didn't have the faintest idea how to make her feel that way about him again. It was like asking him to fly.”
Source: Welcome to Shadowhunter Academy
“She was so pale she could have been moonlight.”
Source: Slave Moth: A Narrative in Verse
“She was so powerful, capable of destroying entire worlds with just one gesture - how could anyone be scared of something as simple as his runes when someone like this existed?”
Source: Cove of Storms
“She was so pretty that I worried I was staring at her. But then I thought, Hell, she’s probably been stared at her whole life. She probably thinks looking means staring.”
Source: Daisy Jones & The Six
“She was so quiet. So reflective. And she could erase herself, her spirit, with a swiftness that truly startled, when she knew the people around her could not respect it.”
Source: The Alice Walker Collection: Fiction
“She was so sick of it— sick and tired of being told to sit down and shut up, that she couldn't fight or sail or wear pants or study the seas and skies because she was a girl. To hell with it, she thought. No one could stop her anymore.”
“She was so Southern that she cried tears that came straight from the Mississippi, and she always smelled faintly of cottonwood and peaches.”
Source: Garden Spells
“She was so stupid. Such a stupid, stupid girl.
For ever thinking she could be admired, adored, or noticed. For every thinking she could be anything at all.”
Source: Fairest
“She was so ugly she could make a mule back away from an oat bin.”
“She was so ugly that her face could stop a sundial.”
“She was so ugly that I took her to a dog show and she won first prize.”
“She was so upset about a blog that maybe a total of six people read yet had no compassion for her granddaughters who had suffered the physical and emotional pains of sexual abuse and whose lives were changed forever. The two cannot even be compared, yet when someone is in denial about what happened, they cannot perceive what is true. It seemed too hard for her to let her mind go there and believe her grandson could do such terrible things.”
Source: Living for Today: From Incest and Molestation to Fearlessness and Forgiveness
“She was so warm, her drenched clothes had almost dried. Her eyes were rolled back in her head. She started muttering, and I could’ve sworn she said, “Dung balls. Time to roll the dung balls.”
It might’ve been funny—except for the fact that she was dying.
“That’s Khepri talking,” Setne explained. “He’s the divine dung beetle, rolling the sun across the sky.”
I didn’t want to process that—the idea that the girl I liked had been possessed by a dung beetle and was now having dreams about pushing a giant sphere of flaming poo across the sky.”
Source: The Serpent's Shadow
“She was so wound up that she reacted before she thought twice about it and stabbed him. "Damnit" he said between clenched teeth. His fingers tightened around her wrist. "Stop doing that.”
Source: Passion Ignites
“She was so wound up that she reacted before she thought twice about it and stabbed him. "Damnit" he said between clenched teeth. His fingers tightyened around her wrist. "Stop doing that.”
Source: Passion Ignites
“She was soft rock that suddenly turned hard.”
“She was somehow this damaged creature I had fortuitously encountered along my path and now cared about as a result. Granted, I didn't cause her harm, as I did with Icarus, but I somehow began to feel responsible for her welfare.”
Source: Anissa's Redemption
“She was someone's dream, who just chose to show up in someone else's sleep.”
“She was someone who heard each grain in the hour-glass, she felt the passing seconds like sandpaper against her softest skin. Time actually seemed to hurt her, and people helped her get through it. [..] Sometimes it seemed to Nathan that her life was just that, a feat of held breath, just another ten seconds, just another five, and then death would flood her lungs like water, a string of glass bubbles to the surface and then nothing. She was scared in a way that he could understand. The kind of fear that sends you running across a six-lane highway or jumping into rapids. She was someone who ran towards her fear, screaming. Who tried to frighten it. Who, in another period of history, would have been worshipped as a saint or burned as a witch.”
Source: The Five Gates of Hell
“She was sorceress on paper, a goddess in her mind but a mere peasant to everyone living in her present times.”
“She was sorry for all the grim-tale girls locked in lonely towers. Trapped in sugar houses. Lost in the dark woods, with a huntsman coming to cut out their hearts.”
Source: Stepsister
“She was sorry to have been so impatient with him. Perhaps if they had stayed together longer, Sabina and Franz would have begun to understand the words
they used. Gradually, timorously, their vocabularies would have come together, like bashful lovers, and the music of one would have begun to intersect with the music of the other. But it was too late now.”
Source: The Unbearable Lightness of Being
“She was sound asleep when he came to curl up next to her. She grunted. "Don't worry. I'm too drunk, I won't do anything," he murmered. As she had her back to him, he placed his nose on her neck and slid his arm underneath her to be as close to her as possible. Short strands of her hair tickled his nostrils. "Camille?" Was she asleep? Was she pretending? No answer either way. "I like being with you." A little smile. Was she dreaming? Was she asleep? Who knows.”