Fiction Quotes - Page 5

Fantasy leaves imaginations larger than it finds them.

What's more important than recycling? Producing something to recycle.

He had always liked a good mess—God knows he had sure made a few. In typical form, he squared his shoulders, furrowed his brows and muttered, “bring it on.

Shelley K. Wall

How can I be more important than someone else? Isn’t every life important?

Shelley K. Wall

From Chloe's Secret--coming soon“What are you saying?”“I’m saying I want to have a relationship with you. I want to love you.”“Is there a ‘but’ coming next?”“But the funny thing is, when I didn’t want to love you—it happened anyway.”He slipped his arms into my back pockets and hugged the breath out of me. I choked, my eyes stung. “I don’t know what to say.”He smiled. “Say whatever you want to. Just because I said it, you don’t have to.”He was right; I didn’t have to. He wasn’t asking anything of me.

Shelley K. Wall

I don't know if you've ever been covered head to toe in prickle bush, but let me tell you, it's not a pleasant experience, as I'm sure you can imagine.

Elizabeth Newton

Why worry, if today be sweet'?

Thrity Umrigar

If you find that you're going through hell, keep moving. You will get to the end eventually.

Kimberly Brouillette

I never take out clients. It’s bad policy.” He looked me straight in the eyes as he said it. Reaching across for the glove compartment, his arm accidentally brushed my leg.

Gabrielle Black

Am Anfang war Gott? It may have been true, but it was not germane.

Stephen Craig

He had heard many of his customers talking about 'repetitive strain injury' over the years and he was sure that, if he was capable, he too would suffer this - especially with the industrial tooling he carried around everywhere that he went.

Stephen Craig

Sometimes I still feel that there are two of me: one clean, flawless picture, the other imperfect and cracked; one boy, one girl; one voice that speaks aloud and one that whispers in my ear; one publicly known to have been troubled but be on the mend, the other who has privately lost something to do with innocence and gained something to do with knowledge and adulthood that can never be undone. I feel sometimes there are things that tear me in two directions, that there are two sets of thoughts that grow side by side. But then I realize that I am whole, whatever that means and does not mean; I am complete without the need for additions or alteration.

Abigail Tarttelin

What are you doing with all these books?" I asked, stepping towards a tall stack on the floor. I ran my fingers down the spines, recognizing a few familiar titles from School: Heart of Darkness, The Great Gatsby, and To the Lighthouse.Caleb came beside me, his warm shoulder brushing against mine. "I do this funny thing sometimes," she said, shooting me a mischievous grin. "I open a book, and I look at each page. It's called reading

Anna Carey

All who hear are called. All who are called are able.

Chuck Black

The truth is, time marches on and you have two choices: You move forward, come what may, and you experience all the sour and sweet things that fly at you from around corners, or you sit still. Don't sit still.

Suzanne Palmieri

There is no shame in losing to the sword of the Prince. There is only shame in choosing not to follow Him.

Chuck Black

I didn't even notice that my shoes were full of mud by the time I reached the rocky shore. There was ragged yellow police tape tied to some branches, dancing in the wind. It was as if the tape was waving, welcoming me back to place where I would have died.

Richard P. Denney

Charlee has my arm. She has my arm—my arm that’s rigid from pleasure, from her touch—in her little fingers. She holds my other one, too and she’s right there, that sweet candy perfume stripping the rest of the strength from my body, and it escapes in a soft, breathy sigh.

Rebecca Berto

The time of my departure is here. Place your hand gently on the soil beside my own, and feel the rumble of the earth beneath. The power of a thousand thousands is coming... evil warriors fighting against the Noble One. Here I stand with Him. Take up your sword and come with me, for the Prince is calling. And if you do not go... who will?

Chuck Black

As for peace, it was never free and laws were made to be broken. Peacemaker or lawbreaker, someone, somewhere always paid the price no matter what side of the words they were on.

Virginia McKevitt

What was the point of having a situation worthy of fiction if the protagonist didn't behave as he would have done in a book?

Julian Barnes

As a fiction writer I am not always sure where reality ends and non reality begins, when sane thoughts become less than sane, or what is imagination versus undiscovered truth, but ultimately, it is my job to make you as unsure as I am.

Kathryn Mattingly

I gave you the best of me.

Nicholas Sparks

Nothing makes you think you might need years of therapy like saying the word breasts in front of your mother.

Katie McGarry

Baby, God ain't gonna bless you with another woman's husband, not today, not tomorrow, not ever.

Tracy L. Darity

I have to save the world tomorrow, and I don't even know what I'm going to wear yet.--Rachel Morgan

Kim Harrison

I am gone tomorrow. And there and gone again by the time you read this.

Salvador Plascencia

I knew nothing of death, and, for some unexplainable reason, I was beginning to feel guilty for that. -Jessica

Shannon A. Thompson

For me, at least, fiction is the only way i can even begin to twist my lying memories into something true.

John Green

The instruction here is not for every kind of writer - not for the writer of nurse books or thrillers or porno or the cheaper sort of sci-fi - though it is true that what holds for the most serious kind of fiction will generally hold for junk fiction as well. (Not everyone is capable of writing junk fiction: It requires an authentic junk mind. Most creative-writing teachers have had the experience of occasionally helping to produce, by accident, a pornographer. The most elegant techniques in the world, filtered through a junk mind, become elegant junk techniques.)

John Gardner

The moderns say we must not punish heretics. My only doubt is whether we have the right to punish anybody else.

G.K. Chesterton

[Nathan] wasn't blindly obsessed with a possession. He wasn't crazy. He was a hero--a father who'd risked his life to rescue his son.

Randy Alcorn

A man [Joyce] whose earliest stories appeared next to the manure prices in the Irish Homestead knew that columns of prose, like columns of shit, could both recultivate the earth.

Declan Kiberd

The old are often forgotten. Life moves on without a care for those who wish to remain in the past. We tend to talk too much because it’s rare that we’re listened to.

Tami Egonu

The farmhouse sat on a rise at the end of a long dirt road, in a clearing surrounded by fruit trees and ninety acres of pines. It was painted white, and peeling, and some former hippie tenant had painted a mandala on the wall just inside the door with fine-point Magic Marker. I painted over it, but it bled through, again and again. I finally left it there, a pale and pastel version of itself, hanging ghostlike in the hall.

Marjorie Hudson

Wherever you are lacking, your obedience in working on that before your mate comes is vital.

Angelo M. Swinson

Fiction, at the point of development at which it has arrived, demands from the writer a spirit of scrupulous abnegation.The only legitimate of all the irreconcilable antagonisms that make our life so enigmatic, so burdensome, so fascinating, so dangerous--so full of hope. They exist! And this is the only fundamental truth of fiction.

Joseph Conrad

If the weight comes from bacon you can so deduct it off the scale total to get your true weight. #science

Michelle M. Pillow

From Flood, Flash, and Pheromones--coming soon:In the torrential downpour with water swirling that threatened to pull her down, she didn’t see the voice’s owner. The hurricane had blessed the entire city with a surprise drenching. All weather reports had predicted it to pass over with sporadic rainfall but that didn’t happen. The storm settled over Houston as if it had no intention to move on. Cassie flailed in panic as the roof of her car disappeared under the water twenty feet beyond. She prayed once more that the container in it was watertight. And that she’d see her car again. Then she concentrated on living. Where had the voice come from?

Shelley K. Wall

From Flood, Flash, and Pheromones--coming soon:As Cassie’s body hurled toward him in the swirl, she realized the brevity of the situation. This was it. This was the moment that determined whether she lived to see another day or drowned in this filthy brown water. This was the moment she proved she had never been a quitter, never been a weakling. All the problems she’d dealt with at work today seemed trivial.

Shelley K. Wall

Would the man in the cabin have come after them? Would he have sent someone else? Or would he have never even known they were there and they could have just gone back to normal life.Normal Life. He didn’t even know what that would be now.

Shelley K. Wall

I wasn’t sure what was worse: being oblivious or living within reality. (Eric)

Shannon A. Thompson

Don’t trust anybody else—no matter how close you are to them.” (Eric)

Shannon A. Thompson

I wanted to protect her, and, if I couldn’t do that, I’d at least be there for her. (Eric)

Shannon A. Thompson

Grayson: Fiction is just a lie anyway.Brianna: But it's not - it's a different kind of truth - it would be your truth at the time of the writing, wouldn't it?

Nora Roberts

My insanity begged for a distraction. (Eric)

Shannon A. Thompson

Fiction should always steer clear of political considerations.

Paul Bowles

I wasn’t in the mood for a fight, but fights weren’t always conveniently scheduled. (Jessica)

Shannon A. Thompson

Everything seemed so unreal—so supernatural—and I had to remind myself that is was. We weren’t human. We never were. (Jessica)

Shannon A. Thompson

I’d prefer you accuse my son, so he can defend his innocence rather than prolong unnecessary guilt." (Spoken by Bracke, told by Eric)

Shannon A. Thompson

Identity was everything, but it seemed I never had one. (Jessica)

Shannon A. Thompson

Just because I wasn’t human, didn’t mean I could discount human life. (Eric)

Shannon A. Thompson

Though in this genre we write about the fantastic, the stories work best when there is solid grounding in our world. Magic works best for me when it aligns with scientific principles. Worldbuilding works best when it draws from sources in our world. Characters work best when they’re grounded in solid human emotion and experience.

Brandon Sanderson

Shadows could be anywhere in blackness. (Eric)

Shannon A. Thompson

Her kiss could kill us, and my consent signed our death certificates, selfishly and without control. (Eric)

Shannon A. Thompson

I wanted to survive—not for my kind, but for trust, for friendship, for another being. (Eric)

Shannon A. Thompson

I didn’t even have a name for her, shade or human, but I didn’t need one to know her. (Eric)

Shannon A. Thompson

...it’s my job to lead you to success, and, if you fail, it’s because I failed, not you.’” (Spoken by Bracke, told by Eric)

Shannon A. Thompson

I promise to tell you everything you want, but first I want something from you in return. What do you want? Olivia asked. I want a kiss, William said. You and I, we're making a deal of sorts...a bargain that we will keep each other's secrets...

Evette Davis

Anyone could be anybody. (Eric)

Shannon A. Thompson

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