T Quotes
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“They could take the money from building enough nukes to kill all the Russians in the world and give it to libraries. What good does an independent nuclear deterrent do Britain, compared to the good of libraries?”
Source: Among Others
“They could've thrown a kitchen sink into the box and one of the guys would've headed it.”
“They couldn't allow fear to consume them. They could crumble under its weight, or they could weaken it. They chose the latter.”
Source: Fate Abandoned
“They couldn’t fight an army when they were nothing more than shattered nerves and gritted teeth. All they had was untethered defiance, all heart and hope, with nothing to back it up. So they would have to find another way.”
Source: Defiance in Green & Gold
“They couldn’t have come into being with minds as blank as newborn infants, because they’d have rapidly starved to death in such a scenario.”
Source: Omphalos
“They couldn't hit an elephant at this distance.”
“They couldn't reach the cord to make it stop & so it flew about scaring the older ladies just out of church. It left behind a trail of wet feathers & a renewed sense of the presence of evil among the faithful. Once they found out who started it, everyone settled down & went back to hating the usual stuff.”
Source: Still Mostly True: Collected Stories & Drawings
“They couldn't tell when one of them left if they would be gone for an hour, a hundred years, or forever. It made every parting somber, but they became honest for it. They meant every goodbye in a way they couldn't in life.”
Source: The Lifecycle of Suns
“They couldn't bear the idea of death being a big black nothing.”
Source: Looking for Alaska
“They couldn't hit an elephant at this dist...”
“They couldn't keep Death out, but while she was in she had to act like a lady.”
Source: Catch-22: A Novel
“They couldn't wait to get me out. My dad found my place, my mom helped me pack, and my brother was making architectural plans for my bedroom. It was just what you do at 18.”
“They couldn't, in the National Party, run a bath and if either the deputy leader or the leader tried to, Sir Robert would run away with the plug.”
“They couldn’t have known that even this was a lie—that we never really choose, not entirely. We are always being pushed and squeezed down one road or another. We have no choice but to step forward, and then step forward again, and then step forward again; suddenly we find ourselves on a road we haven’t chosen at all. But maybe happiness isn’t in the choosing. Maybe it’s in the fiction, in the pretending: that wherever we have ended up is where we intended to be all along.”
“They courted the face on the screen, the face of translucence, the face of wax on which men found it possible to imprint the image of their fantasy.”
“They craned their heads like schoolboys to gaze at the malachite green fountain pen from London. It was an object well worth the attention of these five adult businessmen for three minutes.”
Source: Grand Hotel
“They crashed the front door and grabbed at a woman, though she was not running, she was not trying to escape. She was only standing, weaving from side to side, her eyes fixed upon a nothingness in the wall as if they had struck her a terrible blow upon the head. Her tongue was moving in her mouth, and her eyes seemed to be trying to remember something, and then they remembered and her tongue moved again: "Play the man, Master Ridley; we shall this day light such a candle, by God's grace, in England, as I trust shall never be put out.”
Source: Fahrenheit 451
“They create these rules and argue about things we don't even understand. It is like watching soccer. You sit there and you're sort of amused, but most of the time you're thinking, pick up the ball! That's what you're thinking.”
“They credited us with the birth of that sort of heavy metal thing. Well, if that's the case, there should be an immediate abortion.”
“They crested a rise, and there it was, in the hollow between rolling hills—a low, square building, ghostly gray in the moonlight. "Is that it?" asked Hamilton. "It probably isn't the local opera house," groaned Ian.”
Source: The Medusa Plot
“They cried. Yes, yes, they cried. Cried more tears than the Mississippi could hold, but those tears never washed away their faith…”
Source: These Colors Don't Run
“They cripple the bird's wing, and then condemn it for not flying as fast as they.”
“They criticize because they don't have a life. It's easy to criticize another person.”
“They criticize me for harping on the obvious; if all the folks in the United States would do the few simple things they know they ought to do, most of our big problems would take care of themselves.”
Source: The Quotable Calvin Coolidge: Sensible Words for a New Century
“They criticize the silent ones. They criticize the talkative ones. They criticize the moderate ones. There is no one in the world who escapes criticism.”
“They criticize you when you create. They criticize you when you don't. Create anyway.”
“They cry because they care about your opinion, but you don't.”
Source: Glitches In The Heaven
“They cry press freedom, but (the raids) have nothing to do with it. We have no concern about what the EU might say, whether the EU accepts us as members or not, we have no such concern. Please keep your wisdom to yourself.”
“They cut my arms off and told me to swim
Now I’m sinking in the depths of an ocean
thousands of miles from home
It’s dark and my mind is getting hazy
I wake up on an island,
washed up on the shore
This man stands over me and I ask him
how I got here, out of the water
“You swam,” he says
Then he was gone
Then I was gone
Then I was home”
Source: September Was Yellow Flowers
“They cut us up like boarding house pie. And that's real small pieces.”
“They'd always kept eyes on one another. Always. It was Czar's rule. Their rule. Their code. Their promise to one another. It was how they survived. But he hadn't. He'd taken his eyes off Demyan and he'd died in the worst possible way.”
Source: Vengeance Road
“They’d apparently decided to end a dedicated, seven-year relationship over honey walnut shrimp.”
Source: Speaking Up for Each Other: A Collection of Short Stories for Tweens and Middle Grade Readers
“They’d be complaining about having to walk, and screeching at me to ‘do something, Freddy, do something!’”
“But what could you do?” she said, puzzled.
“Carry them, probably.” He gave her a hopeful look. “Do you want me to carry you?”
Source: The Winter Bride
“They’d become part of the earth. Part of the people. Part of the story they’d all tell. The yesterday whose tides would carve tomorrow.”
Source: Yesterday's Tides
“they'd become unaccustomed to the brightness of their own city, and, faced with it now in all its intensity, they cupped their hands over their eyes as if staring into the sun.”
“They'd been children, but they'd been lethal. Now, as adults, they were even more deadly.”
Source: Vendetta Road
“They'd been close together in the line at Carleon, fighting side by side. And now here they were again with no more than a few strides between them, more than willing to kill each other. Strange, the turns fate can take. Fighting with a man and fighting against him are only a whisker apart. Far closer together than not fighting at all.”
Source: Last Argument of Kings
“They’d been custodians of the absurd, carrying out orders whose purpose they were unaware of, themselves having to submit to incomprehensible rules, and perhaps they had no more idea of our identity than we did of theirs.”
Source: I Who Have Never Known Men
“They'd been playing house, but it wasn't a game either of them liked.”
Source: The Hidden
“They'd brought weapons and explosives and fire. And they'd brought the most dangerous things of all: desperation and rage.”
Source: Six Scorched Roses
“They’d come here with things to say, even if they didn’t know how to say them. The thing was to keep your head down. But if you did keep your head down, you’d drown in other people’s words.
“—fully taken into. Account; at every stage of the planning process—”
Johnny stood up, because it was that or drowning. He felt his head break through the tide of words, and he breathed in. And then out.
"Excuse me, please?”
Source: Johnny and the Dead
“They'd crossed over to that continent where grieving parents lived. It looked the same as the rest of the world, but wasn't. Colors bled pale. Music was just notes. Books no longer transported or comforted, not fully. Never again. Food was nutrition, little more. Breaths were sighs. And they knew something the rest didn't. They knew how lucky the rest of the world was.”
“They'd eaten dinner in bed, and Lindsay had accidentally dropped an edamame bean down her towel dress, which he'd needed to fish out.
With his mouth, naturally.
"Ohhh," she moaned again.
Was she trying to kill him?
"My dick is hard enough to hammer nails," he said, gritting his teeth. 'I could be a proper handyman now."
She didn't seem to hear him. She was too busy moaning as he rubbed her foot, using one of the techniques he'd discovered using Google.
This would be the end of him.
When she shimmied a little to adjust her position, her towel dress split apart, and fuck, it was a beautiful view. Her skin was so dewy, but her nipples were tight buds...
He could be a fairly patient man at times, but this was testing his limits.
"That's it," he growled. "I'll do the other foot afterward."
"After...?"
A moment later, he was on top of her. He slipped his hand down her body, cupping her mound as his middle finger slid inside her. She made some noises that were even better than the ones she'd made earlier, and she certainly squirmed more than she had during the foot massage.
He grinned down at her. "How does that feel? Am I hitting the right spot?"
"Yeah, that's a good...spot," she said in a strangled voice.
He thrust a finger inside her before bending down and bringing the peak of her nipple into his mouth. She jerked beneath him.
"What about that spot?" he asked, raising his head.
In response, she cupped the back of his head and brought it down to her other breast. He tugged the brownish pink tip into his mouth as he continued to pleasure her between her legs.
"Ryan," she moaned, raking her nails over his back.
He didn't care about anything but making her feel good right now.
He slid down her body and circled his tongue over her clit before feasting on her. "Is that the right spot?"
Her inarticulate response was certainly gratifying, and when he looked up, she shoved his head back down. He chuckled.
It didn't take long before she was coming apart, bucking against his face, twisting the sheets in her hands.
He moved up her body and kissed her slowly, reverently on the lips as he fumbled for a condom. When he finally managed to roll it on, his hands shaking, he positioned his erection at her entrance and pushed inside.
Sex was different with her than with other women. Not that sex had been bad for him before, and not that his partners hadn't enjoyed themselves---he always made sure of it.
But. This.
This was something else entirely.
She ran her foot over the back of his leg, and he groaned as he pumped inside her.
Her lips were parted, and he needed to kiss them. So, he did. She met him greedily, and that spurred him on. He didn't move faster; rather, he moved deeper. Filling her up, pulling back... again and again... When he stopped kissing her, he watched every little change in her expression, and then her face contorted in the loveliest way, and she cried out.”
Source: Donut Fall in Love
“They'd eaten every meal outdoors, hard-boiled eggs and cheese from a picnic basket, and drunk wine under the lilac tree in the walled garden. They'd disappeared inside the woods, and stolen apples from the farm next door, and floated down the stream in her little boat as one silken hour spun itself into the next. On a clear, still night, they'd dug the old bicycles out of the shed and cycled together along the dusty lane, racing, laughing, breathing in salt from the warm air as moonlight made the stones, still hot from the day, shine lustrous white.”
Source: The Lake House
“They'd grown apart. Well, hell—at least that meant they were still capable of growing. If they could still grow, then maybe they could grow back together.”
Source: Baby, Oh Baby!
“They’d have people out looking for her, and nothing makes grown-ups quite so mad as finding a child safe when they’d been scared silly that they might find that child dead.”
Source: The Homecoming of Samuel Lake
“They'd have us believe if we wear fabulous underwear we'll somehow be above the terrifying statistic that only 1% of the world's wealth belongs to women.”
“They'd heard about her and about what she'd done. At least... what everyone else said. Wouldn't it shake them if they knew the truth?”
Source: Mara's Awakening
“They'd heard it all, but hadn't they earned their freedom? The days of running through forests and living under floorboards. Wasn't that the price they had paid?”
Source: Homegoing
“They’d heard some stories about what was happening in Vietnam, but coverage was limited. Maria didn’t want to think about it — hadn’t needed to think about it.”
Source: From Saigon, With Love