T Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with T. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“There was nothing new in sitting on this dock, on this or that wooden bench, watching for his boat to come. In some ways, she was always waiting for him.”
Source: The Last Summer (of You and Me)
“There was nothing of which to be afraid. The only thing to fear was the evil men did because they believed the dark cloak of night, like Ted did, covered their offenses.”
Source: the dog
“There was nothing ordinary about Hank Gathers. He was a walking thunderbolt.”
“There was nothing ordinary about Ossie May. She was tall, sexy, smart, and pretty. Her looks and personality were her drawing cards. The flip side was her temperament. She was beauty and rage sandwiched together, and she must have invented cussing. She would unload swear word after swear word in rapid succession. There had to be a law against such offensive language.”
Source: Surviving Chaos: How I Found Peace at A Beach Bar
“There was nothing particularly intimate about the way they sat, but something about the scene made Gansey feel strange, like he’d heard an unpleasant statement and later forgotten everything about the words but the way they had made him feel.”
Source: The Raven Boys
“There was nothing particularly special about her, except that she was good with numbers, and very good at lying, and she made her home in between the pages of books.”
Source: Linger
“There was nothing particularly wrong with them; they were just the ordinary garden variety of human garbage.”
Source: All the King's Men
“There was nothing physical she could do to stop Mario from carrying out whatever he wished. She shivered at the thought of what that sleazy, other world leftover might do should she launch an attack on him.”
Source: Reluctant Medium
“There was nothing quite convicting, per se, about Bellatrix but that her looks isolated her from the others and her harnessing that raw, fragile power along with not caring for others made her even more intimidating.”
Source: the poppy fields near the French countryside
“There was nothing quite like honeycomb.
Still warm from the sun, the hexagonal cells split under my teeth. The rich, sweet flavor slicked back over my tongue and into my cheek in a sugared burst, viscous and heady.
It was summer.
And summer melted ice.”
Source: Honey in Her Veins
“There was nothing quite like knowing there was little you could do while the people you loved suffered. It made you feel powerless and small. It was humbling in the worst sort of way.”
Source: Secrets Bound By Sand
“There was nothing romantic about Miss Charing's appearance, but her entrance would not have shamed a Siddons. "You," she uttered in accents of loathing. "I might have known it!”
Source: Cotillion
“There was nothing scientific about Scientific Management (Taylorism), and neither was it good management.”
Source: The Science of Successful Organizational Change: How Leaders Set Strategy, Change Behavior, and Create an Agile Culture
“There was nothing separate about her days. Like drops on the window-pane, they ran together and trickled away.”
Source: The collected stories of Dorothy Parker
“There was nothing she would ever change about him , except for who he thought she was.”
Source: Writing You
“There was nothing so attractive as a powerful, handsome, and self-assured man.”
Source: A Hunger So Wild: A Renegade Angels Novel
“There was nothing so harrowing as that fiendish sadistic laugh revealing the entity taking gluttonous delight in causing him excruciating pain and fear.”
Source: Vocation of a Gadfly
“There was nothing so real on the prairie as winter, nothing so memorable.”
Source: The Mad Carews
“There was nothing so special about First Class, apart from the amount of uncalled for, almost disturbing, attention I got from the various six-feet tall heavily made up air hostesses, that I would come back for more given the steep price tag.”
Source: Shanghai Nobody
“There was nothing so very unfamiliar about the excitement she was feeling, and yet it felt always like a new excitement. It was, in other words, a perennially unfamiliar feeling.”
Source: Light and Darkness
“There was nothing soft or forgiving in her face; there was hardly anything human in it. She wore a mask of vengeance that would make the fiercest archangels tremble if they dared to gaze upon it.
She was a perfect nightmare.
An inkling of recognition flickered in, but I couldn't sort out what was familiar.
My sweet ray of sunshine who burned hotter than the surface of the sun when provoked. It seemed like I was the only one who admired her ferocity.
I heard the Fae's boots catch on a rock as he stumbled back.
It was the wrong move.
Showing a predator any fear was the quickest way to ensure they attacked.
Right now Lore was no different.
I sensed the rising tide of power a moment before she detonated.
"You hurt what's mine.”
Source: Throne of Nightmares
“There was nothing special in my loss. Everyone lost everyone.”
Source: Tomorrow
“There was nothing special with the way he looked at her but her heart raced even with a glance.”
Source: Just the Way I Feel
“There was nothing special with the way he looked at her but her heart raced with even glance.”
Source: Just the Way I Feel
“There was nothing strange about it. Jed and i were on a covert mission. We had dinoculars, jungle, a quarry, a threat, the hidden presence of AK-47s and slanted eyes. The only missing element was a Doors soundtrack.”
Source: The Beach
“There was nothing subtle about our landing. The pilot just pointed the nose at the ground and let her rip.”
“There was nothing sweet or gentle in our last kiss; it was filled with sorrow and desperation, of the bitter knowledge that we could've had something perfect, but it just wasn't meant to be.”
Source: The Iron Daughter
“There was nothing that could have been done to save him, Nesta.'
The words were kindling. Elain had accepted his death as inevitable. She hadn't bothered to fight him, as if he hadn't been worth the effort, precisely as Nesta knew she herself wasn't worth the effort.
This time, Nesta didn't stop the power from shining in her eyes, she shook so violently she had to fist her hands. 'You tell yourself there's nothing that could have been done because it's unbearable to think that you could have saved him, if you'd only deigned to show up a few minutes earlier.' The lie was bitter in her mouth.
It wasn't Elain's fault their father had died. No, that was entirely Nesta's own fault. But if Elain was determined to root out the good in her, then she'd show her sister how ugly she could be. Let a fraction of this agony rip into her.
This was why Elain had chosen Feyre. This.
Feyre had rescued Elain time and again. BUt Nesta had sat by, armed only with her viper's tongue. Sat by while they starved. Sat by when Hybern stole them away and shoved them into the Cauldron. Sat by when Elain had been kidnapped. And when their father had been in Hybern's grip, she had done nothing, nothing to save him, either. Fear had frozen her, blanketing her mind, and she'd let it do so, let it master her, so that by the time her father's neck had snapped, it had been too late. And entirely her fault.
Why wouldn't Elain choose Feyre?”
Source: A Court of Silver Flames
“There was nothing that fascinated the public quite like a beautiful man with an ugly soul.”
“There was nothing that I ever did, no conscious effort to do one kind of behavior or another, I can't explain what it was, but I can explain that the thinking of the time was that we didn't want to emulate our heroes. That wasn't kosher. 'Don't try to play the old cliches, play like yourself' - that's what people were saying”
“There was nothing that said the road to popular vote. Hey guys, we won. You don't have to respond.”
“There was nothing the matter out there. It was in here, with me.
I decided I'd better go to work, maybe that would exorcise me. I fled from the room almost as though it were haunted. It was too late to stop off at a breakfast counter now. I didn't want any, anyway. My stomach kept giving little quivers. In the end I didn't go to work, either. I couldn't, I wouldn't have been any good. I telephoned in that I was too ill to come, and it was no idle excuse, even though I was upright on my two legs.
I roamed around the rest of the day in the sunshine. Wherever the sunshine was the brightest, I sought and stayed in that place, and when it moved on I moved with it. I couldn't get it bright enough or strong enough. I avoided the shade, I edged away from it, even the slight shade of an awning or of a tree.
And yet the sunshine didn't warm me. Where others mopped their brows and moved out of it, I stayed - and remained cold inside. And the shade was winning the battle as the hours lengthened. It outlasted the sun. The sun weakened and died; the shade deepened and spread. Night was coming on, the time of dreams, the enemy. ("Nightmare")”
Source: Baker's Dozen: 13 Short Mystery Novels
“There was nothing the matter with me that was not also the matter with everyone else. I was not as interesting as I thought I was. My major problem, inadequate or inappropriate love from my parents, was as common as dirt. And one rainy day, all the boring poignancy of these realizations detonated in me like an atom bomb, burning the dead shadow of each former torment or preoccupation onto solid rock. Those silhouettes, that record would remain: the museum where I used to be.”
Source: The Correspondence
“There was nothing to be afraid of when you were the most dangerous thing that stalked the streets.”
“There was nothing to be made of us intellectuals. We were a superfluous, irresponsible lot of talented chatterboxes for whom reality had no meaning.”
Source: Steppenwolf
“There was nothing to charm or tempt me. Everything was old, withered, grey, limp and spent, and stank of staleness and decay. Dear God, how was it possible? How had I, with the wings of youth and poetry, come to this? Art and travel and the glow of ideals — and now this! How had this paralysis of hatred against myself and everyone else, this obstruction of all feeling, this mud-hell of an empty heart and despair crept over me so softly and so slowly?”
Source: Steppenwolf
“There was nothing to do but wait. It is always like this for naturalists, and for poets--the long hours of travel and preparation, and then the longer hours of waiting. All for that one electric, pulse-revving vision when the universe suddenly declares itself.”
Source: Moon By Whale Light: And Other Adventures Among Bats,Penguins, Crocodilians, and Whales
“There was nothing to keep him (Cal Ripken, Jr.) from being a star in the Major Leagues. That was inevitable.”
“There was nothing to react to except wind and trees [in Cast Away]. It was like making a silent movie.”
“There was nothing to say in reply; the silence of grief, of love's bitter failures, fell upon them all.”
Source: Black Cloud, White Cloud
“There was nothing to see but in my mind's eye I could see everything, because she had supplied the ancient cinema of this place.”
Source: The Secret Scripture
“There was nothing to talk about anymore. The only thing to do was go.”
“There was nothing unusual about my victory. The entire story was back in eighth place. There is simply no way to imagine how good Jim Ryun is or how far he will go after he becomes an adult. What he did was more significant than Roger Bannister's first mile under 4 minutes.”
“There was nothing wistful or tentative about that smile. It came slowly, but ended in a total crunching of her features as though a winged cherub had just flown by and whispered a marvelously funny joke into her ear.”
Source: A Company of Swans
“There was nothing wrong - and everything right - with analyzing a law that establishes boundaries on interrogation in the war on terrorism.”
“There was nothing wrong with being a homebody. There was nothing wrong with not wanting - not needing - the constant jostle and noise of a party or bar or... whatever.”
Source: Jack of Kinrowan: Jack the Giant-Killer / Drink Down the Moon
“There was nothing wrong with fire … as long as you didn’t stand too close. Something to keep in mind.”
Source: The Complete Hush, Hush Saga: includes Hush, Hush; Crescendo; Silence and Finale
“There was nothing wrong with shouting at God.”
“There was nothing wrong with the performance, apart from throwing away the game.”
“There was nothing you could be sure about, it was all lies, and it was all done to mess with minds because the control and the power trip was so important to them, as well as it being necessary in terms of screwing up anything you might remember from an evidential perspective.
They would also build up your hopes, in terms of any tiny thing you did like or were less scared of, so I'd be told that it would be a nice night because Uncle Andrew would be coming, but then it wouldn't be him. There would be someone else There would be someone else who I was told was my Uncle Andrew as he was raping me. Sometimes, this other person would have a mask on but I would know that it wasn't really him. They would be the wrong height or the wrong weight or, sometimes, even obviously a woman. There were occasions when I would be told to call the person Uncle Andrew and then when I did, they would ask me why I was doing that. Sometimes he would be there, too, but that was rare.
Was it Satanic? I don't know.
Personally I don't believe in God or Satan or any of those things, but abusers use whatever they can to silence children because if you go to the police and say something about Satan, you are so much less likely to be believed. I personally think they were just a group of likeminded people who had no beliefs other than that they wanted to get satisfaction out of abusing children and it's as simple and horrible as that.
My uncle certainly doesn't have any satanic beliefs — he just thinks that he loves children and is allowed to get sexual satisfaction from them. Why is there sex involved if it is just about Satan? Why does it always come down to them getting off? No matter what they do that's all it is, whether masturbation or penetration or humiliation, that's what it's about. I encountered people who just liked to humiliate — they wouldn't allow you to go to the bathroom, you would be given drink after drink, fizzy drinks, whatever, so you ended up absolutely desperate and that's where they got off — that's when they started to masturbate themselves, as you stood there peeing yourself. That was just awful, so humiliating. Where is God or Satan in that?
(her Uncle was convicted for abusing her and jailed)”
Source: Groomed