Novel Quotes

“Two lifetimes, they belong to you. No regrets.”
― Rou Bao Bu Chi Rou, 二哈和他的白貓師尊

“Yet losing him seemed unbearable. He was the one she loved, the one she would always love, and as he leaned in to kiss her, she gave herself over to him. While he held her close, she ran her hands over his shoulders and back, feeling the strength in his arms. She knew he’d wanted more in their relationship than she’d been willing to offer, but here and now, she suddenly knew she had no other choice. There was only this moment, and it was theirs.”
― Nicholas Sparks, The Last Song

“Vane’s lips tightened to suppress a smile. “Why so hostile, love?”
“You whacked me on the head with a ball!”
“You deserved it.”
― Priya Ardis, My Merlin Awakening

“Before I could answer, there was a soft knock on the door. I turned to see an auburn-haired, green-eyed, freckle-faced young woman walk in. Her hair was a mass of soft curls and she wore no makeup. My first impression was to describe her as a plain-Jane. On closer inspection, hers was a strong and unique face. She dressed in slacks, silk blouse, and no visible jewelry. All of which, to me, indicated serene confidence. Her green eyes were piercing with almost a wild look to them. She handed the contract copies to the lawyer.”
― Behcet Kaya, Appellate Judge

“You have to wait for your mind to catch up with whatever it is it’s working on; then you can write a novel.”
― James M. Cain

“Her hair fragrant with hints of vanilla and cinnamon, subtle enough to make him wonder if it were the spices or truly the way she smelled.”
― William Kely McClung, Black Fire

“الموسيقى بالنسبة لفرانز هي الفن الأكثر قرباً من الجمال الديونيسي الذي يقدّس النشوة. يمكن لرواية أو للوحة أن تدوّخنا ولكن بصعوبة. أما مع السمفونية التاسعة لبيتهوڤن، أو مع السوناتة المؤلفة من آلتيْ بيانو وآلات النقر لبارتوك، أو مع أغنية للبيتلز، فإن النشوة تعترينا. من جهة أخرى فإن فرانز لا يفرّق بين الموسيقى العظيمة والموسيقى الخفيفة. فهذا التفريق يبدو له خبيثاً وبالياً، فهو يحب موسيقى الروك وموزار على حد سواء.
الموسيقى بالنسبة له محرّرة: إذ تحرره من الوحدة والانعزال ومن غبار المكتبات. وتفتح في داخل جسده أبواباً لتخرج النفس وتتآخى مع الآخرين. كما أنه يحب الرقص إلى جانب ذلك ويشعر بالأسى لأن سابينا لا تشاركه هذا الولع.”
― ميلان كونديرا, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

“الوقت الإنساني لا يسير في شكل دائري بل يتقدم في خط مستقيم. من هنا، لا يمكن للإنسان أن يكون سعيداً لأن السعادة رغبة في التكرار.”
― ميلان كونديرا, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

“Black stood naked and stretched. It took twenty minutes to feel normal. Fuck elite. He felt old.”
― William Kely McClung, Black Fire

“Again, I’m Irish . . . I speak in essays . . . but I’ll give it my best shot.”
― JoDee Neathery, A Kind of Hush

“هو لا يفهم أن نفسيتي كإناء من "الكريستال" الرقيق تكفيه نقرة جافة ليتصدع إلى الأبد. لا، هو لا يفهم أن جهود حياته بأكملها لن تعيد الإناء إلى نقاءه الأصلي.”
― كوليت خوري, أيام معه

“Summer Mackie didn’t fall. She was pushed. I hollered . . . then poof, gone.”
"By whom?” asked Conner.
            "There were only three of them on the ledge. I gotta go. . . .”
― JoDee Neathery, A Kind of Hush

“Well, well, well, look who’s here riding solo.”
Victor would make Al Pacino seem gigantic,” said Conner.
You two can look eye to eye my friend.”
God only lets things grow until they’re perfect—some of us didn’t take as long as others. The ladies call us fun-sized.”
― JoDee Neathery, A Kind of Hush

“You can't really succeed with a novel anyway; they're too big. It's like city planning. You can't plan a perfect city because there's too much going on that you can't take into account. You can, however, write a perfect sentence now and then. I have.”
― Gore Vidal

“كانت تشعر برغبة جامحة لأن تقول له كما تقول أتفه النساء: «لا تتركني، احتفظ بي إلى جوارك، استعبدني، كن قوياً». ولكنها لا تستطيع ولا تعرف أن تتلفظ بمثل هذه الكلمات.”
― ميلان كونديرا, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

“Hope you’re not prone to nose bleeds. The course sits at the highest elevation in Texas. It’s flat as a pancake, but one day a guy in the group ahead of us had his superglued toupee ripped right off his head. Rumor was it rode the Rio Grande River all the way into Mexico,” Patrick said with a wink and a nod.”
― JoDee Neathery, A Kind of Hush

“He’d used the amulet to read my thoughts again.
I pictured smacking him in the face.”
― Priya Ardis, Ever My Merlin

“That’s a medley of promise, fairy tales, and magic bullets all welded together in a chorus of a cloud nine song.”
― JoDee Neathery, A Kind of Hush

“You see that old woman? That will never happen to you. You will never grow old, and you will never die.
And it means something else too, doesn't it? I shall never ever grow up.”
― Anne Rice, Interview with the Vampire

“يمكن اختصار مأساة حياة «باستعارة» الثقل. نقول مثلاً إن حملاً قد سقط فوق أكتافنا. فنحمل هذا الحمل. نتحمله أو لا نتحمله ونتصارع معه، وفي النهاية إما أن نخسر وإما أن نربح. ولكن ما الذي حدث مع سابينا بالضبط؟ لا شيء. افترقت عن رجل لأنها كانت راغبة في الافتراق عنه. هل لاحقها بعد ذلك؟ هل حاول الانتقام؟ لا. فمأساتها ليست مأساة الثقل إنما مأساة الخفة والحمل الذي سقط فوقها لم يكن حملاً بل كان خفة الكائن التي لا تُطاق.”
― ميلان كونديرا, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

“Someone once told me that we move when it becomes less painful than staying where we are".”
― Anne Hines, The Spiral Garden

“I noticed him right away. No, it wasn’t his lean, rugged face. Or the dark waves of shiny hair that hung just a little too long on his forehead. It wasn’t the slim, collarless biker jacket he wore, hugging his lean shoulders. It was the way he stood. The confident way he waited in the cafeteria line to get a slice of pizza. He didn’t saunter. He didn’t amble. He stood at the center, and let the other people buzz around him. His stance was straight and sure.”
― Priya Ardis, Ever My Merlin

“Writing a novel is agony.”
― George Orwell

“Man is conceived in sin and born in corruption and he passeth from the stink of the didie to the stench of the shroud. There is always something
(All The King's Men)”
― Robert Penn Warren, All the King's Men

“Pressed against her I can hear eternity -- hollow, lonely spaces and currents that churn ceaselessly, and the fallen snow welcomes the falling snow with a whispered "Hush".”
― Craig Thompson, Blankets

“Venetian laws last but a week. They keep making new laws because no one follows the old ones…. Or enforces them.”
― Gina Buonaguro, The Virgins of Venice

“Berhentilah mencari laki-laki untuk membuatmu baagia.
Mulailah menjadi perempuan bahagia yang dicari laki-laki.”
― Christian Simamora, Guilty Pleasure

“We have a ball to attend tomorrow night. Assuming you don’t already have plans?” A slow sexy smile grew on his face.
A ball? A new gown? With him? It could be worse.”
― J.J. Sorel, A Taste of Peace

“As a rule of thumb, it was always safer if the Commander-in-Chief formulated a risky plan.”
― Rowena Cherry, Forced Mate

“But it’s not your world. I was fingerpainting and flicking through my dad’s art books while you slurped back cornflakes with a silver spoon.”
I shook my head. “That’s bullshit.”
“Oh?” She grinned.
“I hate cornflakes. And I don’t slurp.”
― J.J. Sorel, A Taste of Peace