T Quotes
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“This was the kind of dress that changed the world. The kind of dress that started religions.”
Source: Vampire Academy: The Complete Collection
“This was the kind of home that was safely hidden from the eyes of those who could not afford to live this way. That's what wealth does for you, she thought. It gives you the means and the power to remain concealed from the world if you choose - or if you need to.”
Source: The Last Mrs. Parrish
“This was the kind of job that made legends out of hunters. Of course, to be a legend, you generally had to be dead.”
Source: Nalini Singh: Guild Hunters Novels 1-4
“This was the kind of romantic moment any man, dead or alive, would remember forever. A thread of magic that would become stitched inside of a freeze frame of memory.”
Source: THE GHOST CHRONICLES 2
“This was the kind of woman she understood, a woman after her own cold heart.”
Source: The Robe of Skulls
“This was the kiss he'd been waiting for. It was a gunshot. It was prairie fire. It was the spin of Makker's Wheel. Jesper felt the pounding of his heart - or was it Wylan's? - like a stampede in his chest.”
Source: Crooked Kingdom
“This was the kiss I had waited for so long - a kiss born by the river of our childhood, when we didn't yet know what love meant. A kiss that had been suspended in the air as we grew, that had traveled in the world in the sovenier of a medal, and that had remained hidden behind piles of books. A kiss that had been lost and now was found. In the moment of that kiss were years of searching, disillusionment and impossible dreams.”
“This was the kiss I had waited for so long - a kiss born by the river of our childhood, when we didn't yet know what love meant. A kiss that had been suspended in the air as we grew, that had traveled in the world in the souvenir of a medal, and that had remained hidden behind piles of books. A kiss that had been lost and now was found. In the moment of that kiss were years of searching, disillusionment and impossible dreams.”
Source: By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept
“This was the last thing I expected. You destroy my life and then feed me some inspiratonal philosophy.”
“This was the last thing we needed. I was sure we made quite a pair, me in my evening gown and Milo in his bloodstained shirt. 'Let's hurry to the car, Milo.' I made a move to descend the front steps, ready to push my way through the crowd, but Milo stopped me with a hand on my arm.
'Just a moment, darling.'
'What is it?'
'Let's give them something to put in the gossip columns first, shall we?' And he pulled me to him and kissed me thoroughly in the blinding glare of the flashbulbs.”
Source: Death Wears a Mask
“This was the lesson we kept learning over and over and over, the lesson our mother was best capable of teaching us. Love—whatever else it might or might not be—was fleeting. Love stormed into your life and occupied it, it took over every corner of your soul, made itself comfortable, made itself wanted, then treasured, then necessary, love did all of this and then it did next the only thing it had left to do, it retreated, it vanished, it left no trace of itself. Love was horrifying.”
“This was the life I was going to be living, everybody separated from everybody else, hanging on for a moment only to be washed away.”
Source: White Oleander
“This was the mark of an uncommon soldier, someone whose courage away from the battlefield was the same as that on it.”
“This was the math she ran every night, every moment. How much time to try to get the work done? How much time to rest? She could never quite make the numbers work. She was always just scraping by, stretching the budget, always coming up a little short, and the panic clung to her, dogging her steps.”
Source: Ninth House
“This was the moment when the rise of the oceans began to slow and our planet began to heal.”
“This was the most emotional title of my career. I was the youngest champion, and now I'm the oldest.”
“This was the near mythical monastery of Saint-Gilbert-Entre-les-Loups. The home of two dozen cloistered, contemplative monks. Who had built their abbey as far from civilization as they could get. Twenty-four men had stepped beyond the door. It had closed. And not another living soul had been admitted. Until today. Chief Inspector Gamache, Jean-Guy Beauvoir and Captain Charbonneau were about to be let in. Their ticket was a dead man.”
Source: The Beautiful Mystery
“This was the noblest Roman of them all. All the conspirators, save only he,Did that they did in envy of Caesar;He only, in a general honest thoughtAnd common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle, and the elementsSo mixd in him that Nature might stand upAnd say to all the world, This was a man!”
Source: The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare: King Henry VIII. Coriolanus. Julius Caesar. Antony and Cleopatra
“This was the number one rule in horseshoeing:
Fit the shoe to the foot, not the foot to the shoe.”
Source: I Was Looking for a Street: A Memoir
“This was the old, the unmistakable state of being in love which she had imagined she would never experience again.”
Source: The Nice and the Good
“This was the only power a human had over a Fae. She had his name, and now she could command him to do whatever she pleased.”
Source: Heart of the Fae
“This was the only way I could see you.'
'By coming to kill me?' He almost smiles. He drops my wrists and instead wraps his free hand around my waist, pulling me close. And then, a whisper against my ear: 'This might be my favorite way to die.”
Source: Defy Me
“This was the pain that gouged out great holes in the soul, hollowing out self-esteem and cratering a person's self respect”
Source: Wingspan
“This was the Paris of the strivers, of those who dwelt low, not high. This was not the Paris of balloonists. It was her Paris, and it was the same as it had been this morning. But she, perhaps, was not.”
Source: Enchantée
“This was the part of the road he knew best, the part his old blue Schwinn had known so well that at one time, the bike might have found its way back home without anyone riding it.”
Source: All the Winters After
“This was the part she hated, the part of a relationship that always nudged her to bail, the part where someone else’s misery or expectations or neediness crept into her carefully prescribed world. It was such a burden, other people’s lives. She did love Leo. She’d loved him in a host of different ways at different times in their lives, and she did want whatever their current thing was to continue. Probably. But she always came back to this: She was so much better at being alone; being alone came more naturally to her. She led a life of deliberate solitude, and if occasional loneliness crept in, she knew how to work her way out of that particular divot.”
Source: The Nest
“This was the pattern of my days, a simple life led by natural rhythms rather than the requirements and expectations of others.”
Source: Deep Country: Five Years in the Welsh Hills
“This was the period when I used all the influence I had to get the British to abandon their export trade, and as much as possible convert all of their manufacturing facilities to the immediate needs of the war, including civilian, as well as military requirements.”
“This was the place that shaped Arthur, this backwater, where the deep British past persisted the way scraps of winter snow last late into the spring in the shadows of trees and gullies.”
Source: The Bright Sword
“This was the plan: we would take a holy and sacred picture of the King of Rock ‘n’ Roll, Elvis Presley, to the very summit of the earth; once there, we would place it with sincere reverence amongst the chimerical shimmering palaces of ice and snow and then (accompanied by some weird Zen magic) we would light joss sticks, dance about making screechy kung-fu noises, get off our faces, and that would be it: Planet Earth saved. Simple.”
Source: Bad Wisdom
“This was the point of our lives when we found pills, uppers. That's the only way we could continue playing for so long. They were called Preludin, and you could buy them over the counter. We never thought we were doing anything wrong, but we'd get really wired and go on for days. So with beer and Preludin, that's how we survived.”
“This was the price for the the strange life she had chosen, but she had gone into it with eyes open, and there was no profit in regret.”
Source: Pope Joan
“This was the price you paid for sleeping together. This was the end of the trap. This was what people got for loving each other.”
Source: A Farewell to Arms
“This was the purpose of the whole creation, that man should recognize and know Him and give praise to His Name.”
“This was the real thing, boys in the flesh. All the prohibitions, especially the ones that stayed unvoiced, had made boys much more exotic; it was as though we'd never met one. The whole school hummed with excitement and the headmistress's aspect softened with anticipation, for she was about to let the dangerous genie of adolescent sex out of its bottle and tame it. She spoke in veiled, suggestive terms in assembly of freedom and responsibility, and we giggled uneasily - it was all vaguely shocking, like being tickled by a policeman.”
Source: Bad Blood
“This was the reality of pregnancy that no one talked about in the movies - not just the morning sickness and the mood swings, but the constant, grinding anxiety that your body might fail you.”
Source: The Butterfly Effect of Bad Decisions: A Love Story About Learning to Love Yourself First .
“This was the reason for the spiritual attacks Lilac had experienced throughout her life, and she instinctually knew she would continue to be a target for the sinister energy forces that had yet to fulfill their destructive mission.”
Source: Heart of a Warrior Angel
“This was the reason there was music, he realized. There were some feelings that didn't have words big enough to describe them.”
“This was the reprieve. A way to keep my mind occupied. To distract it from the topic in which it was most interested and which I—here we imagine the I as a whole and the mind as a part, as apart—most wished to avoid. That part being the self and how it was doing. Whether it was doing it right. The self being my self. The avoidance stemming from a fear of self-knowledge, the kind of self-knowledge—no, you are not doing it right—that provokes not merely guilt but the desire for, the necessity of, reformation.”
Source: Topics of Conversation
“This was the saddest part of life – not being able to tell someone in time how valuable they were.”
Source: Garden of Earthly Bodies
“This was the scientific age, and people wanted to believe that their traditions were in line with the new era, but this was impossible if you thought that these myths should be understood literally. Hence the furor occasioned by The Origin of Species, published by Charles Darwin. The book was not intended as an attack on religion, but was a sober exploration of a scientific hypothesis. But because by this time people were reading the cosmogonies of Genesis as though they were factual, many Christians felt--and still feel--that the whole edifice of faith was in jeopardy. Creation stories had never been regarded as historically accurate; their purpose was therapeutic. But once you start reading Genesis as scientifically valid, you have bad science and bad religion.”
Source: A Short History Of Myth
“This was the shocking thing; that the slime of the pit seemed to utter cries and voices; that the amorphous dust gesticulated and sinned; that what was dead, and had no shape, should usurp the offices of life. And this again, that that insurgent horror was knit to him closer than a wife, closer than an eye; lay caged in his flesh, where he heard it mutter and felt it struggle to be born; and at every hour of weakness, and in the confidence of slumber, prevailed against him, and deposed him out of life.”
Source: The Strange Case of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde: The Merry Men and Other Stories
“This was the sort of thing that happened to persons of this sort, sensitives, who fought the world and always, in the end, let it win, because there was a lot more taste to defeat than to victory.”
Source: Eating people is wrong
“This was the sound he cherished when alone in the stillness of his rooms. He sought and guarded the stillness, so that it might prevail there till the inevitable sounds of life, once more, comparatively coarse and harsh, should smother and deaden it—doubtless by the same process with which they would officiously heal the ache in his soul that was somehow one with it.”
Source: The Wings of the Dove
“This was the sound of strength. The sound of men shaping the land and cutting down pagan idols. Soon the trees would be gone, and the bare hills would be crawling with civilization. Avram was the sharp point of that progress. The blade that felled. The arm that moved.”
Source: The Doom of Balar
“This was the southern sea. The colors that fade when coral is drawn out of its element were garishly bright here, intricate and lovely labyrinths on the bottom. Among the coral, fish went darting; and overhead a sea-bat, a devil-fish, flapped slow wings past, its stingaree tail trailing. Morays coiled by, opening their incredible, wolfish mouths at him, and many-limbed crabs scuttled sidewise over the rocks and little sandy plateaus of the bottom. Groves of seaweed and great fans of colored sponges swung with hypnotic motion, and schools of tiny striped fish went flashing in and out among them, moving all together as if with a single mind.
Pete swam down. From a cavern among the brown and purple rocks an octopus looked at him out of huge, alien eyes. Its tentacles hung and quivered. Pete swam away, hovering over an expanse of pale sand where the light from above shimmered and ran in rippling waves, his own shadow hanging spread-eagled below him. In and out of it many little creatures went scuttling busily on their underwater errands. Life here was painted in three dimensions, and there was no gravity. There was only beauty and strangeness and a hint of terror that sent pleasurable excitement thrilling through Pete's blood.
("Before I Wake")”
Source: Masters of Horror
“This was the start of a period that blurs as I try to recall it. Incidents seem to cascade and merge. Events become feelings, fellings become events. Head and heart are contrary historians.”
“This was the story of a prince who watched over his city as it slept. Who went on foot, for fear of trampling one of the fallen, who wove his way between the bodies of his people.
Some would say he moved in silence, with only the gentle clang of his golden-armored steps echoing like distant bells through the silent street.
Some would say he spoke, that even in the far-off darkness, the sleeping heard him whisper, over and over, "You are not alone.”
Source: A Conjuring of Light
“This was the story of Howard Beale: The first known instance of a man who was killed because he had lousy ratings.”
“This was the sum of everything I'd been in my life – and more.”
Source: Call Me by Your Name