T Quotes
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“Tell me who you are. You need not tell me your name. Names have power, even human ones. Tell me where you live and what you do with your living.”
“Tell me who you walk with, and I'll tell you who you are.”
Source: When I was Puerto Rican
“Tell me who your enemy is, and I will tell you who you are.”
Source: Theory of the Partisan: Intermediate Commentary on the Concept of the Political
“Tell me whom you haunt and I’ll tell you who you are.”
“Tell me, why did Lotto write a war play? Because works about war always trump works about emotions, even if the smaller, more domestic plays are better written, smarter, more interesting. The war stories are the ones that gets the prizes. But your husband's voice is strongest when he speaks most quietly and clearly.”
Source: Fates and Furies
“Tell me why evil people are so stupid? Why are so many of them just plain stupid?”
Source: Pandora
“Tell me why it is that a toddler will gag over a perfectly wonderful breakfast of ham, eggs, biscuits, juice, and jelly. But then he will enthusiastically drink the dog's water and play in the toilet. Truly, he is his mother's greatest challenge...; and her most inexpressible joy.”
“Tell me why," she says. "Why would you want to lie to me? Why would you take a choice from me?"
Her gaze has softened and she's looking at me as Ky again- the person she loves- and somehow that's even worse. All the reasons I lied run through my head: because I can't lose you, because I was jealous, because I don't trust anyone, because I can't even trust myself, because, because, because.
"You know why," I say, anger flaring in me suddenly. At everything. Everyone. The Society, the Rising, my father, myself, Indie, Xander, Cassia.
"No, I don't," she beings, but I don't let her finish.
"Fear," I say, holding her gaze. "We were both afraid. I was afraid of losing you. You were afraid, back in the Borough. When you took my choice away from me.”
Source: Crossed
“Tell me why the caged bird nutters against its prison bars, and I will tell you why the soul sickens of earthliness. The bird has wings, and wings were made to cleave the air, and soar in freedom in the sun. The soul is immortal it cannot feed upon husks.”
“Tell me why the limousine fleet has increased by 42 percent since Barack Obama took office. Why are we spending taxpayers' money on that? Limos should be for weddings and proms, certainly not for government officials to be riding around in.”
“Tell me why the stars do shine, Tell me why the ivy twines, Tell me what makes skies so blue, And I'll tell you why I love you. Nuclear fusion makes stars to shine, Tropisms make the ivy twine, Raleigh scattering make skies so blue, Testicular hormones are why I love you.”
“Tell me why you don't do it??
"I can't..." what you can't "... It's too far"... why??
(Sometimes you keep asking yourself why this friend don't stay out... he is going fast to home... but why and why??
Why he don't want to stay with his best friend, why?
So the school is important than friendship??
Why?
How?)...”
“Tell me why you're so hard to forget. Don't remind me, I'm not over it. Tell me why, I can't seem to face the truth, I'm just a little too not over you.”
“Tell me why...... I don't like Mondays.”
“Tell me why.” My voice shook. “Tell me right now.”
“Tell me with whom you associate, and I will tell you who you are.”
Source: Conversations of German Refugees ; Wilhelm Meister's Journeyman Years, Or, The Renunciants
“Tell me, would you seek me out and try to win me now?
Ah, no!”
“Tell me you did not spend all those nights with her and never spread her thighs to claim your prize.”
A growl of fury rumbled from his chest at the crudity in her words, but the sound did not seem to bother Pendragon one bit.
She actually laughed at his response. “Of course you did, my lord, as I knew you would. It was the final barrier you had yet to cross in your search for pleasure.”
“It signifies nothing.”
Her green eyes glittered. “It means everything.”
The woman turned away from him and strode toward the chair he had recently vacated. With a swish of her skirts, she turned and lowered herself gracefully. Tipping her head, she looked at him with a superior little half smile.
“What did you feel when you took possession of your gentle maiden?”
Her words might have been mocking if not for her expression, which had settled into one of patient nonjudgemnet. It was the same way she had looked at him the first time he had gone to her.
“Think carefully. What did you feel?”
Avenell’s gut tensed as he involuntarily recalled the sensations of being burned within Lily’s warmth and softness. He relived in his mind the way their naked bodies moved together, heard her endless gasps and moans echo, felt the overwhelming heat, the pervading pleasure. Every time they came together it was intense and consuming, obliterating everything else in existence.
That was the problem. He always felt too much with her.
And despite that, he had never been able to shake his yearning for more.”
Source: The Untouchable Earl
“Tell me you didn’t really watch Nausicaa.”
Miho tried to keep a serious face, which must have been difficult enough in her flannel Hello Kitty pajamas. But the girl was a terrible liar. She smirked.
“No. Kiki just ended. So much for our Miyazaki marathon.”
“We got through two movies,” Sakura said. “Tonight, that’s a marathon.”
They’d wanted to watch movies tonight, just to clear their minds, and had agreed on nothing violent. All three of them loved the films of Miyazaki, who had become perhaps the most successful director in Japan while making only animated films. Kara had vetoed Howl’s Moving Castle because she’d seen it too recently, and they had all seen My Neighbor Totoro far too many times, so they had started with Spirited Away.”
Source: Dreams of the Dead
“Tell me you didn’t,” she groaned, knowing it would not be the truth. “Please tell me you didn’t take advantage of these poor people.”
“I didn’t,” he chirped.
“Liar.”
With an irritated sigh he tried to convince her. “Amora, you’re not seeing things from an immortal perspective. The people who built this temple…”
“Temple?” she cried, cutting him off. “You forced these people to build you a temple? Why? Because all of a sudden you’re God now?”
Perturbed by her interruption, he raised a warning finger. “No, no, Amora, not God. But from their viewpoint I may seem a bit…..god-like.”
She rolled her eyes in an exaggerated manner.
“If you would let me finish,” he went on, “these particular individuals had no part in the construction of that monument; it was their ancestors who erected it. And I must say, they did a fine job. My likeness has weathered the centuries quite well.”
“You’re despicable.”
He frowned at the insult. “Nobody was forced to build us a temple, Amora. They chose to do so.”
“You were that impressive to them, huh?”
“Apparently.” His eyes twinkled at the memory. He took a few steps toward the distant city, pulling Eena along. “Come on, let’s go have some fun.”
“No way.” She planted her feet, refusing. Surprisingly it put a stop to him.
“And why not?”
“Because your sudden appearance will upset them! No doubt you’ll want to show off with some shockingly grand entrance. I’m not going to take part in a game of deceit.”
“I’m not deceiving anyone,” Edgar disputed. “I can’t help it if they happen to think I’m perfectly magnificent.”
His pompous view of himself earned a nasty look as well as a lecture. “I can’t believe you’re okay with selling people lies that affect the way they live and think! You’re not even close to being a god, Edgar, and yet you allow them to accept you as some sort of deity because of your unusual abilities. For centuries now you’ve abandoned this world and a population who probably looked to you and your lousy sisters for help. It’s all a big, disgusting sham!”
Edgar pouted like a child. “Fine—spoil all my fun. We’ll go do something else. Something that doesn’t include your poor, fragile, stupid mortals.”
“They’re not stupid.”
“They think I’m a god,” he snapped.
That was a pretty good argument.”
Source: Eena, The Two Sisters
“Tell me you feel it, too. That fire, it’s still there after all these years. I know you do – it’s written all over your face, and your body can’t lie to me.”
Source: Mr. Black
“Tell me you hate me, and I'll still count every heartbeat, every freckle, every shiver of your body, if only you say it with a smile.”
Source: Reckless
“Tell me you hate me, and I'll still count every heartbeat, every freckle, every shiver of your body, if only you say it with a smile.
I may be a monster, but if you cut me, I'll bleed. And if you break my heart, Pae, you'll break me.
So, if even a sliver of you soul longs for mine, I'll spend the rest of my life trying to deserve it.”
“Tell me you'll never lie to me again, and I'll go with you.”
Source: Destiny, NY, Volume One: Who I Used to Be
“Tell me you love me," I pleaded" "Gideon's eyes met mine. "You know I do" "Imagine if I i ever said the words to you. If you never heard them from me" "His chest expanded on a deep breath. "Crossfire”
Source: The Crossfire Series Books 1-3 by Sylvia Day
“Tell me you love me. Tell me you love me and will fight with me.”
Source: City of Lost Souls
“Tell me you're alright.' ...
'I'm perfect.' Better than perfect.”
Source: Fourth Wing
“Tell me you're bare underneath the dress."
She gulped. "I'm bare underneath this dress."
Gently dropping her arms back to her sides, he slid his finger down the center of her chest. Tingles shot out from the tips of her breasts and gathered at the base of her spine, between her legs. "Tell me you want me as much as I want you," he said, his voice husky.
Never had she imagined doing something as reckless as sleeping with a guy for one night. But this wasn't any guy. And it wasn't just about her getting off--God, how she needed to do that. It was about closure. Saying goodbye on her terms. It might be a bad idea, but it was the best bad idea she'd ever had.
She dropped the panties and put her hands on his chest.
"I want you.”
Source: Take a Risk Bundle
“Tell me you're sorry.
Tell me you don't hate me enough to hurt me this way.”
Source: The S-Word
“Tell me you shall stand up to injustice 'n prejudice, and embrace scientific evidence without resistance, and I shall retire tomorrow - in peaceful contentment.”
Source: Yaralardan Yangın Doğar: Explorers of Night are Emperors of Dawn
“Tell me you spotted a condom tree over to the right by the stream of lube.”
Source: Rock And A Hard Place
“Tell me you still want to be my friend.' I gnaw at my lower lip.
'I do. I am. I've always been your friend, Skull Eyes. Even four years ago.”
Source: Pretty Reckless
“Tell me you’ve seen the world.
Now, you’ve come back home
Tell me you’ve carried me with you,
That you’ve held me close.
Tell me you’ve missed me
Or that I’m not crazy for waiting cause
Of all the butterflies that chose to stay,
I’m in love with the one that got away”
Source: Butterfly Weeds
“Tell me you're crazy, maybe then I'll understand.”
“Tell me your doctrine of the Fall and I will tell you the state of your theology.”
“Tell me your Dreams and I'll write you a Fantasy. Tell me your Fantasies and I'll paint you a Dream for the minds eye you can get lost in!”
“Tell me your favourite color, Daphne, and I’ll paint the sky with it.”
Source: Scions
“Tell me your heroes and I'll tell you how your life will end up”
“Tell me your name," he whispered.
Slowly, very slowly, Alizeh touched her fingers to his waist, anchored herself to his body. She heard his soft intake of breath.
"Why?" she asked.
He hesitated, briefly, before he said, "I begin to fear you've done me irreparable damage. I should like to know who to blame.”
Source: This Woven Kingdom
“Tell me your past, my beloved, for a man is his past, and is to be known by it.”
Source: Irish Fairy Tales
“Tell me your pretty lies once again
As Sweet as your fake wedding vows
Whisper your insincere magical words once more
And take away the hurt that is clawing me down
Give me a disloyal promise once again
And let the pain in my chest settle down
Let me live happily in the world
Of your sweet deceits, honeyed words and false promises
Let me breathe some more
In the air of your endearing lies and adorable fake assurances
Don’t tell me the truth
I don’t want to suffer the pain of your
Ultimate Betrayal
Because the truth will
Rip-off my very soul
Strangulate my trust
Shatter all my hopes
Splinter my heart into pieces
And take away the reason to live anymore
My love let me believe
You’re mine once and you truly loved me for sometime
Just tell me some more pretty lies with whispers sincere
And let me live some more!!!”
“Tell me your story and I will get back your life.”
“Tell me your thinking, and I'll tell you what your life looks like.”
“Tell me your wish, My Lady.” “Forever and a day with you, My Lord.” ~ Lachlan Jackson and Haley Steele”
Source: Grant My Desires: Lachlan & Haley Part III
“Tell me yourself directly, I challenge you – reply: imagine that you yourself are erecting the edifice of human fortune with the goal of, at the finale, making people happy, of at last giving them peace and quiet, but that in order to do it would be necessary and unavoidable to torture to death only one little creature, that same little child that beat its little fist, and on its unavenged tears to found that edifice, would you agree to be the architect on those conditions, tell me and tell me truly?”
Source: The Brothers Karamazov
“Tell me Zach.” I don’t know if it was the wind or the adrenaline, but I shivered. “And don’t lie to me.”
“Tell me", he wanted to say, "everything in the whole world" - for he had the wildest, most absurd, extravagant ideas about poets and poetry - but how to speak to a man who does not see you? who sees ogres, satyrs, perhaps the depth of the sea instead?”
Source: Delphi Complete Works of Virginia Woolf (Illustrated)
“Tell me, Acheron, is there anyone you will ever trust enough to release your soul? (Artemis) You know better. You’ve tutored me too well on how vicious women are. On how much love ruins and destroys. Thank you for the lesson, Artemis. It was just what I needed. And I assure you, it’s one I’ll never forget. (Acheron)”
“Tell me, and then again show me, so I can know.”
Source: Zora Neale Hurston: Novels and Stories: Jonah's Gourd Vine / Their Eyes Were Watching God / Moses, Man of the Mountain / Seraph on the Suwanee / Selected Stories
“Tell me, can you see beauty? Can you let it renew your commitment to life, every day? I don't want to wait for death to be near to receive the beauty in my life. I want to be awed every day by the truth-pretty or painful-and let it open me to the beauty that surrounds me and draws me deeper and deeper into my own life.”