Fiction Novel Quotes

“As I stared into his shining gaze, there was something raw in the way his eyes trapped mine. It had become a wordless conversation that only my soul understood.”
― J.J. Sorel, A Taste of Peace

“Will they come if you whistle? If you can’t whistle loud enough, Teague here would be happy to help you out.”
― S.G. Blaise, The Last Lumenian

“The iris of his good eye was a curious pale grey, almost silver; the edges were darker, as if tarnished like a coin, and the artist made a brave attempt to paint the other eye to match. The eyebrow had been finely painted, with the most miniature of brushes, the most delicate of strokes, but it was a shade too yellow. The blank eye gazed beyond her.”
― Lesley Glaister, Blasted Things

“Where was the fear? She searched herself as she listened: sometimes the rat-tat-tat of gunfire, rapid and snippy like the keys of two vast duelling type-writers battering out threats to each other on a paper sky.”
― Lesley Glaister, Blasted Things

“The boats raced towards each other like mounted knights bearing lances.
They would hit like Somalian pirates, swiftly and under the cover of darkness.”
― Marilyn Dalla Valle, Westwind Secrets

“I’d like nothing more than to be your girl.” The words trembled out of my mouth.
He took me into his arms and his lips touched mine. Tender and sweet, as though it was our first time.”
― J.J. Sorel, A Taste of Peace

“The window flew open all the way. The stack of papers in Lincoln’s hand was sucked out. “Oh man,” said Eddie. “I’m so sorry.”
“Do not be disconsolate,” said Lincoln. “Perhaps we have just witnessed the hand of Providence.” He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a broad envelope and a pen. “I have some thoughts.” He stared into the distance. “How about, ‘Four score and seven years ago—” “That’s, um, thirty-five, right?” said Eddie. “Four scores is twenty-eight points. Unless they went for two-point conversions.”
― Steve Bates, Back To You

“What do you do in your spare time?” Arthur asks. What is it with this guy? Hope flinches, feeling less like she’s been interviewed and more like she’s been whiplashed. The spare time question was code for questions, you were, by law, not allowed to ask. Did she read books to sick kids? Find housing for the homeless? Support underprivileged women to build careers? Did she have a demanding husband? Two kids under five? And aging mother? But Hope had never put down stakes, either in the home or the do-good camp. Where she came from, at the end of a workweek, a person deserved a cold beer and some down time. “What spare time?”
― Joan Gelfand, Extreme

“Harry wanted to knock a few teeth out of the artificially straightened set, but he resisted the urge.”
― Marilyn Dalla Valle, Westwind Secrets

“He’ll head home. Call Jared, and then Hope. If he’s going to go back to work, if he’s going to give up his dream of being a rock star, he needs to find out where lightning is going to strike next.”
― Joan Gelfand, Extreme

“Richard Alther's Bedside Matters offers readers an insightful and moving end-of-life narrative in the spirit of Paul Harding's Tinkers and William Gaddis's Agapē Agape. Challenged by physical decline and family intrigue, Walter transcends his corporeal prison to find larger meaning in art, philosophy, and literature. A work of depth, carefully wrought with nuance and delicately wrapped in wisdom and humor, Bedside Matters serves up a worthy exploration of and an antidote to the shortcomings of our material age. — Jacob M. Appel, author of Millard Salter's Last Day.”
― Jacob Appel

“A story is like a letter. Dear You, I'll say. Just you, without a name. Attaching a name attaches you to the world of fact, which is riskier, more hazardous: who knows what the chances are out there, of survival, yours? I will say you, you, like an old love song. You can mean more than one.
You can mean thousands.
I'm not in any immediate danger, I'll say to you.
I'll pretend you can hear me.
But it's no good, because I know you can't.”
― Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid’s Tale

“Dark humor, for which she was bold enough to laugh when others might keep quiet.”
― Keri Lake, Master of Salt & Bones

“All you have to have in the beginning is quantity. Then, later on, it becomes quality by itself.”
― J.D. Salinger, Franny and Zooey

“Jena said, "They need to keep their relationship out of our business," and went back to work. Which bizarrely made me defensive of Aunt Lauren and Uncle P all of a sudden, as my aunt and uncle, not the director/writer-producer of the movie I'm working on, and I wanted to yell: "This is why they’re good! Because they’re so friggin passionate! And bring it all to work! Lighten up, people! Let them have their emotions! That’s what makes artists! That’s what makes GREAT artists!!!" But I didn't because I was also pissed.”
― Nicole Schubert, Saoirse Berger's Bookish Lens In La La Land

“And what could I do? I remembered Jacques from Shakespeare's comedy: “The whole world is a theater. In it, women, men are all actors. They have their own ways out, departures, And everyone does not play one role. Seven. action in the play that ... "
Hopelessness. Fear. Victory.”
― Mariia Manko, Through the Magic Sunglasses

“Jangan dengarkan kalau mereka bilang bahwa manusia dan binatang memiliki kepentingan sama, bahwa kesejahteraan yang satu adalah kesejahteraan yang lain. Ini bohong! Manusia tidak benar-benar melayani siapapun kecuali dirinya sendiri.”
― George Orwell, Animal Farm

“The forest spoke in a language all its own but one that he understood. It whispered where the rivers ran and where caves delved deep. Quieter it spoke of roots and rocks and creatures of the night. He listened intently, his steps fell soundless and even but for the rattle of his wrists.”
― Mandy Botlik, Shadows of Memories

“La Sicilia è tutta una dimensione fantastica: e come ci si può star dentro senza fantasia?”
― Leonardo Sciascia, Il giorno della civetta

“It is not bravery when a man fights with a woman.”
― Chinua Achebe, Things Fall Apart

“Bookcases line the walls on either side of me, but they seem to be decorative more than anything, because computers occupy the tables in the center of the room, and no one is reading. They stare at screens with tense eyes, focused.”
― Veronica Roth, Divergent

“At that moment, I had apparently signed a contract in blood. We all know the power of spoken words; well, they are as powerful as a signature...”
― Mariia Manko, Through the Magic Sunglasses

“The arrows in the glasses disappeared. I stopped on the embankment. My eyes were filled with tears. I wiped my tears with a white handkerchief and threw it into the Rhine. The handkerchief was carried away as was my last hope for peace . . .”
― Mariia Manko, Through the Magic Sunglasses

“I wondered if I could become a Muslim woman. It is unlikely. To live only for a man? No, it is not my way. I must live for myself. It is unwise to dedicate one’s life to someone as they won’t even be grateful in the end.”
― Mariia Manko, Through the Magic Sunglasses

“Namus anlayışı o qədər tünd rənglərlə insanlığa qəbul etdirilib ki, onun sərhədlərinin haradan başlandığını, harada qutardığını müəyyən etmək mümkün deyil.”
― Ülviyyə Tahir, Buqələmun

“Azadlıq nəhəng məvhumdur. İnsan insanın azadlığını məhdudlaşdıra bilər, lakin ruhunu satın ala bilməz.”
― Ülviyyə Tahir, Aljir

“Sie wechselte von Hoffnung zur Verzweiflung in der Zeit, die sie brauchte, um eine Zigarette zu rauchen.”
― T.R. Richmond

“min själ klättrade ut ur min mun i taxin i tokyo, min själ flög upp till himlen när jag öppnade bildörren utanför hotell atlas i shinjuku.”
― Madeleine Schantz, Vaken dröm

“True patriotism is also born when you sacrifice for your country.”
― Sameer Khan Brohi, Irum Coaching Centre

“Love and life will always fight, one who wins will tell your might.”
― Purvi Mehta, When Fate Conspires