Fiction Novel Quotes

People recover differently. Some change cities, some fall in love and some begin writing.

I keep being told that my writing is getting better and better. - Now, at first I am thrilled by that, but then I think, Isn't everybody's? Do some authors grow cozy with their own style, and stay there?I think of writing fiction as an art form. As such, it's a constant exploration of new and developing ideas. If any of my books were much like my others, I don't think I'd even bother to write them.

Edward Fahey

There are many of us who live alongside others, less fortunate, watching them go through everyday suffering for one reason or another, and weâ€™re not moving even our little finger to help them. Itâ€™s in human nature, unfortunately: for the most part, the only people we genuinely care about are ourselves. However, once in a while we encounter different species, different kind of human beings among us: full of compassion, willing and wanting to help, and doing so with joy and happiness. Those are a rarity. But you know what, my dear? Being one of them is not a special calling- itâ€™s a choice. So what will you choose, huh?

Yoleen Valai

Time flows like memories on the shores of the past.

Michael Joseph Murano

There's no greater joy in life than enjoying power without responsibility. - Mukta Prajapati

Tuhin A. Sinha

I never aspired to be the PM...Why should I quit over a silly issue like corruption? - Devender Singh

Tuhin A. Sinha

I have squandered away my father's political legacy...My personal life is in a mess...Can I turn the tables? - Rhea Malviya

Tuhin A. Sinha

It’s a pity that the land of great leaders like Chandragupta Maurya, Ashoka and Akbar, has to be led by a dummy PM. - Shruti Ranjan

Tuhin A. Sinha

I know I have a strong India connect. Is it Subhash Chandra Bose or my father who left my Austrian mother when I was one? - Catherine Khan

Tuhin A. Sinha

Ideology is dead..Politics is about barter..you give some, take back a lot more. Its business at the end of the day. - Ravi Nehra

Tuhin A. Sinha

Even an Astral Adventure needs a little sensuality."Perhaps you can show me how tastefully decorated your bedroom is." Lee probably felt I did not know what to do next and needed direction. Maybe so, but I did know our coffee was going to get cold.

Scot Fin

A day without someone to hold you or a day without someone to share, is a day easily forgotten.’ - Vera Richardson in Mr Alhourani's Dead Man's Spots

D.M. Lee

You tell me it's the institution.Well, you know, you'd better free you mind instead.But if you go carrying pictures of Chairman Mao, you ain't going to make it with anyone anyhow.Don't you know it's gonna be all right?

John Lennon

But it's all right now.I learned my lesson well.You see, you can't please everyoneSo you've got to please yourself.

Rick Nelson

You know what they say about air and water when it comes to fire, don’t you?” she

Katherine Owen

I imagined a time when being gay is as unquestioned and un-judged as is having blue eyes. Some might call it fantasy or science fiction. I’d like to think it’s the future.

Missouri Vaun

That's the craziest, dumbass thing I ever heard tell of. What's the point of being a lesbian if a woman is going to look and act like an imitation man? Hell, if I wanted a man, I'll get the real thing not one of these chippies.

Rita Mae Brown

I don’t think I was strong in life. Now it seems like I loved every moment, thatevery breath was charmed and crisp.

Kendare Blake

She was not the still quiet type. Aphrodites never are.

Lenora Henson

Love and respect are above any law

Uri Jerzy Nachimson

Reading is fuel for the brain. Writing is fuel for the spirit...

Megan S. Johnston

It’s not just the books Alba craves, it’s standing inside a place that houses millions of them. Libraries are Alba’s churches, and the university library, containing one edition of every book ever published in England, is her cathedral.

Menna van Praag

She dreamed of Venice. However, it wasn’t a city alive with stars dripping like liquid gold into canals, or Bougainvillea spilling from flowerpots like overfilled glasses of wine. In this dream, Venice was without color. Where pastel palazzi once lined emerald lagoons, now, gray, shadowy mounds of rubble paralleled murky canals. Lovers could no longer share a kiss under the Bridge of Sighs; it had been the target of an obsessive Allied bomb in search of German troops. The only sign of life was in Piazza San Marco, where the infamous pigeons continued to feed. However, these pigeons fed not on seeds handed out by children, but on corpses rotting under the elongated shadow of the Campanile.

Pamela Allegretto

A man who respects his wife, does not sleep with other women. And a woman who respects herself does not allow her husband to get away with it

Courtney Giardina

Never give up no matter how tough the road seems,keep going and visualize yourself in the realm of what you are going to achieve.

Sharyan Alleyne

Without a doubt the two best words in the English language are The End

Ken Scott

And yet he was in the right! They were wrong and he was right. The obvious, the silly, and the true had got to be defended. Truisms are true, hold on to that! The solid world exists, its laws do not change. Stones are hard, water is wet, objects unsupported fall towards the earth’s centre.

George Orwell

She rages through my blood, is etched in my alma, and fused to my corazon.” quote Ricardo Emmanuel De La Cruz.Hot & Enchanting, De La Cruz Saga

P.T. Macias

There is a story behind everything and every story is worth telling...

Anupam Sharma

To be loved, is to be immortal.

Lynette Ferreira

I don't understand how meat like you survived to adulthood.

Peter Watts

The best way of keeping a low profile was to immerse himself in the mundane. Act like them, talk like them. A smile, a joke was all it took - at least during the day. The night was his own.

Caroline Mitchell

Some say the bible teaches that with our tongues we can speak, set things into motion both good and bad, life and death. What we bind and loose on earth will be bound and loosed in heaven.

William Elias

Ah, you big Nancy, there’s nothing to be afraid of. Seen it many times before. They come and go, boy, never change. It’s the same type from the very beginning. Nothing’s changed except the clothes and technology.

William Elias

Laywers, I suppose, were children once.

Jane Gardam

You’re not beautiful,” he said. “Your profile said beautiful. You kind of overreached on that one.

Diane Dunning

One thing was certain: he was my one. Most people go on their whole lives and never find their one, but I found mine. I found him when I was twelve-years-old.

Jennifer Edlund

Children, Hadley thinks to herself, children are more civilised than this gang on the sauce.

Naomi Wood

Tequila! Would you not think fallen angels would be immune to it." "Fallen, hate that word! I prefer..misplaced

Paul Guildea

Being a Queen will Always be in Style!

Anya Valentino

The Lord is like lightening. Startled by its appearance and momentarily blinded by the brightness of the flash, when the lightening strikes a person is either destroy or jolted to new life." Elias the Teacher

Daniel Molyneux

Do not judge a book by its price!

Claire Hamelin Manning

When I write I feel like I can breathe. It’s like yoga for the brain.

Elise Stokes

I drank the dregs of the wine to what remained of my health.I gave the last of my fervor for what remained of my hope.I cannot say for sure that this country is cursed,Honey flows with the milk, and the milk might curdle. Eli7

Elizaveta Mikhailichenko

Though a modern woman’s computer is more intimate than her bed...

Elizaveta Mikhailichenko

I imagined/felt their palms sweating, their sweat mingling, mutually fertilized, and dripping to the ground, where it gave birth to a scolopendra, the forked ends of its tail bedecked with the sparkle of drying tears. Their sweat would mingle again at night; the sweat from their bellies would run down into their loins, fill their belly buttons, and glimmer in the moonlight like the tears drying on the scolopendra's tail.

Elizaveta Mikhailichenko

Jasmine shook her head. She had forgotten about the tales of the Jinn that her father warned her about. Now, being here the memories were returning like a slow and purposeful spider. With its long, black legs the nightmares would creep into her mind each time she closed her eyes. Then, she would see through the creature’s murky eyes. She would see the carcass of a deer as it lay in the glistening white. She would watch the hyena tearing at its sweated flesh, blood seeping into the snow forming warm pools of death around her feet. And in that moment, the deer shifted. It shifted into the shape of a young boy.

Shereen Malherbe

Blake smiled while greeting him and turned to introduce me to his friend from Camp Lejeune. Blake made the formal introductions while I studied the two distinguished men. I liked the way they both carried themselves in a dignified manner with confidence, but not too much that they seemed arrogant. I was fascinated by them. Sleek. Forget eye candy. These two are like eye caffeine. I feel energized just looking at them.

Debra Kay

Indeed, wounded loved can make for fierce vengeance. And, from what I know of Anissa, it does seem a bit out of character for her to behave so spitefully, so I'd like to think that she really is just deeply hurt, angry and looking for some way to injure me back...I hope she knows how well she's succeeded.

Zack Love

There’s someone here.”“I know.” She said, “Where’s Scott?” “I’m not sure,” He said, “I thought you were going to wait outside with Nichole and Matt.”“We decided to come in.”“You mean they’re in here too?”“Yes.”“Okay…” He said calmly, “You stay here.”She nodded as he turned to go.“Oh, and Carrie.”“Yes?”“Could you actually listen to me this time?” He asked with a faint smile on his face.

Julia Barkey

I might’ve found a way to cure them.” Crystal said in a jumble of words. “Cure them? Permanently?” “Yes sir.” He thought about this a moment before speaking, “You’ve got two weeks, can you do it by then?” “That’s plenty of time sir, thank you.

Julia Barkey

The pity in Matt’s eyes was almost too much to bear but she found herself unable to turn away. She had only seen that look once and that was when he almost lost Nichole. The sparkle in his eye burned out as if it was nothing more than a dying ember leaving his brown eyes dark and cold. Like Scott’s.

Julia Barkey

...Daisy doesn't even go to his funeral, Nick and Jordan part ways, and Daisy ends up sticking with racist Tom... you can tell Fitzgerald never took the time to look up at clouds during sunset, because there's no silver lining at the end of that book, let me tell you. I do see why Nikki likes the novel, as it's written so well. But her liking it makes me worry now that Nikki really doesn't believe in silver linings, because she says The Great Gatsby is the greatest novel ever written by an American, and yet it ends so sadly. One thing's for sure, Nikki is going to be very proud of me when I tell her I finally read her favorite book. -Silver Linings Playbook, p. 9

Matthew Quick

Somehow your heart still knows me.

T.K. Naliaka

Could be I've finally gone crazy, but men crazier than me have done greater things than I've ever dreamed, so we'll see where it takes me." ~ Tom Parker, Imagination Stone

Drew Bankston

Reshuffllng of thoughts - facilitates a refreshed perspective to a mental deadlock!

Deeba Salim Irfan

All hen are created equal but some have more feather than others.

Viken Berberian

The only wand you'll ever need is a better-feeling thought.

C.G. Rousing

It was like walking into another world. While the mansion was bright, warm, comfy and filled with sound and color, the outside was dark, cold, colorless and devoid of people.I found myself standing beside Thomas in the street. The paved road felt so cold it was hurting my feet. I kept moving them up and down, afraid my skin would freeze to the pavement. My heart was racing already and I felt a bit out of breath. If we stood there much longer i was going to hyperventilate.

J.C. Joranco

Can you imagine how many people got laid in here?" Abby said, walking to the other side of the Jacuzzi.

J.C. Joranco

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