Quotes About Cuteness

Quotes tagged as "cuteness" (showing 1-30 of 38)
Stephen King
“One of the really bad things you can do to your writing is to dress up the vocabulary, looking for long words because you're maybe a little bit ashamed of your short ones. This is like dressing up a household pet in evening clothes. The pet is embarrassed and the person who committed this act of premeditated cuteness should be even more embarrassed.”
Stephen King, On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft

Richelle Mead
“My god, Sage. Your eyes. How have I never noticed them? When you stand in the light. They're amazing... like molten gold. I could paint those... They're beautiful. You're beautiful.”
Richelle Mead, Bloodlines

William S. Burroughs
“Like most qualities, cuteness is delineated by what it isn't. Most people aren't cute at all, or if so they quickly outgrow their cuteness ... Elegance, grace, delicacy, beauty, and a lack of self-consciousness: a creature who knows he is cute soon isn't.”
William S. Burroughs, The Cat Inside

Natsuki Takaya
“I kept making you cry... didn't I?

- Hatori Sohma”
Natsuki Takaya, Fruits Basket, Vol. 2

Champfleury
“A kitten is the delight of a household. All day long a comedy is played out by an incomparable actor.”
Champfleury, The Cat Past and Present

Lauren Oliver
“My boyfriend's an idiot," I say as soon as he lurches away.

"A cute idiot," Ally corrects me.

"That's like saying 'a cute mutant.' Doesn't exist.”
Lauren Oliver, Before I Fall

Rosemary Clement-Moore
“You're not hurt, are you?"
"Only my delicate sensibilities.”
Rosemary Clement-Moore, Texas Gothic

Richelle Mead
“I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer. I didn't care that we were out in public. I didn't care that he was Moroi. All that mattered was that he was Adrian, my Adrian. My match. My partner in crime.”
Richelle Mead, The Indigo Spell

Jessica Day George
“And then what did you do, Lord Oliver?" Karl's eight-year-old daughter gazed up at him in awe, as though this were the best story she had ever heard.”
Jessica Day George, Princess of the Silver Woods

Cassie Mae
“The ocean is scary . . . but it is beautiful,” he says into my ear.
He clearly sees something I’m not seeing.
“I guess.”
“You stubborn woman.” He chuckles, and his hands slide from my waist to the railing, and his front presses against my back. “Terrifying things can be beautiful, you know. Trust me on that one.”
Cassie Mae, The Real Thing

Tahereh Mafi
“I’ve been stealing your soaps,” I
tell him.

He raises his eyebrows at me.

“Sorry.” I feel myself blush.

“Don’t feel bad,” he says, serious
so suddenly. “You can have anything of
mine you want. You can have all of it.”
Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me

Tahereh Mafi
“Juliette,” he says.

“Yes?”

I can hear him breathing.

“Thank you,” he whispers. “For
being my friend.”

I turn around then. Press close to
him, my nose grazing his neck. “I will
always be here if you need me,” I say,
the darkness catching and hushing my
voice. “Please remember that. Always
remember that.”
Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me

“All right. Talk to me darlin'. You're not insane. A little crazy, but not insane. And this...everything you've gotten...in the last few days...do you know how many people would kill for this?"
"But...”
Shelly Laurenston, Wolf with Benefits

“You didn’t do anything. But I won’t let anyone talk to you like that.. I don’t care who they are.”
“You ready to fight the whole town then, darlin’?”
She pursed her lips and said without even a bit of hesitation, “If I have to.”
Shelly Laurenston, Howl For It

P.C. Cast
“Stark grinned his cocky half smile and took my hand, threading his fingers through mine for all of the video audience to see. "Z, don't almost cuss on film. Your grandma might hear and that wouldn't be cool."
"Sorry," I muttered. "How about I just let you talk."
Stark's grin got bigger, "Well, that'll be a first.”
P.C. Cast, Hidden

P.C. Cast
“Adam's gaze quickly shifted from the full tattoo on my face, to the V-neck of my T-shirt and the glimpse of tattooing across my collarbone, down to my palm, which was also covered in the same filigree tattoo. "I didn't know vampyres were getting additional tattooing done. Is your artist here in Tulsa?"
I grinned. "Yeah, sometimes. But mostly she's in the Otherworld." I could see he was trying to process what I'd said, so I took the opportunity to blurt, "Hey, you said you don't have a girlfriend, but how about a boyfriend?"
"Um, no, I don't have a boyfriend, either. At least not currently." Adam glanced at Damien, who met his gaze.
/Success!/ was what I was thinking.”
P.C. Cast, Hidden

“We didn't have to talk, and it wasn't awkward. We were just two lonely, out of place people sharing a holiday with junk food from the vending machine and a Claymation classic on the television." oh and later "I guess its a good thing we found each other then.”
J.M. Richards Tall Dark Streak of Lightning

Margaret Atwood
“Have I been conditioned to believe that if I am not solicitous, if I am not forthcoming, if I am not a never-ending cornicopia of entertaining delights, they will take their collections of milk-bottle tops and their mangy one-eared teddy bears and go away into the woods by themselves to play snipers? Probably. What my mother thinks was merely cute may have been lethal.”
Margaret Atwood, Bluebeard's Egg

P.C. Cast
“You are absolutely at the correct spot. Well done, you, for finding us!" Damien's smile was so warm that I watched the tense set of the human's shoulders relax. Then he actually held out his hand and said, "Excellent. I'm Adam Paluka, from Tulsa's Fox News 23, I'm here to interview your High Priestess and, I'm guessing, some of you as well."
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Paluka. I'm Damien," Damien said, taking his hand. Then he giggled a little and added, "Oooh, strong grip!"
The reporter grinned. "I aim to please. And call me Adam. Mr. Paluka is my dad."
Damien giggled again. Adam chuckled. They made major eye contact. Stevie Rae nudged me and we shared a /look./ Adam was cute, seriously cute in a young, up-and-coming metro-sexual guy way. Dark hair, dark eyes, good teeth, really good shoes, and a man satchel, which Stevie Rae and I spotted together. Our eyes telegraphed to each other /potential boyfriend for Damien!/
"Hi there, Adam, I'm Stevie Rae." She stuck out her hand. As he took it she said, "You don't have a girlfriend, do ya?"
His straight-toothed smile faltered, but only a little. "No. I don't, um. No. I absolutely don't have a girlfriend.”
P.C. Cast, Hidden

Munia Khan
“I feel more human when I compare the cuteness of a lizard to a newborn child's sweetness. Both are God's creations filled with precious innocence”
Munia Khan

Jeffery Russell
“There is a distinct evolutionary advantage to being fuzzy, as much of the mammal kingdom had discovered, particularly when you wanted a human to scratch your back. The dwarven evolutionary tree had embraced this concept wholeheartedly only to discover that once you started talking and expressing opinions a human's desire to scratch your back became directly inverse to how fuzzy it was.”
Jeffery Russell, The Dungeoneers

“You just ruined a perfectly delicious Danish!” I squawk at him.
“Man,” he laughs, “note to self, don't mess with Elle’s pastries.”
I scrape a giant hunk off my chin and smush it across his lips. He licks them and moans.
“Oh man, that is seriously one amazing Danish.”
“Now you understand.” I laugh at him. I wipe my face off and we finish our treats without wasting anymore.”
K. Lars, 30 Days

Rick Riordan
“Kau ini. Bagaimana dia mengatakannya? Canggung, tapi menyentuh hati.”
Rick Riordan, The Throne of Fire

“Wait here.” I ran back up to my room to grab his blue-and-black plaid flannel shirt, still in my possession. Back on the porch, I handed it over.

“My shirt. I forgot you had it.”

“It’s ‘my’ shirt. You need to go home tonight and sleep in it. I made the mistake of washing it and now it doesn’t smell like you anymore.”

He turned the shirt over and over in his hand, laughing and shaking his head.

“And I want it back first thing in the morning. You read me?”
Emma Scott, How to Save a Life

Emma   Scott
“Wait here.” I ran back up to my room to grab his blue-and-black plaid flannel shirt, still in my possession. Back on the porch, I handed it over.

“My shirt. I forgot you had it.”

“It’s ‘my’ shirt. You need to go home tonight and sleep in it. I made the mistake of washing it and now it doesn’t smell like you anymore.”

He turned the shirt over and over in his hand, laughing and shaking his head.

“And I want it back first thing in the morning. You read me?”
Emma Scott, How to Save a Life

Robin Friedman
“Reed: "I owe you big-time, Ronnie."
Ronnie: "You've been my best friend since kindergarten, Reed. I owe you big-time."
That's the kind of friend she is.”
Robin Friedman, The Girlfriend Project

“Cuteness is justice.”
Me

Lila Felix
“This was more than the mate-claim. It was more than love. More than a fluttering of our hearts, or a tingle when she entered a room.”
Lila Felix, Burden

Ashley Lynn Willis
“Sleepy head,” he whispers, slipping an arm around my waist, “you snore.”
“Do not,” I say in voice croaky from sleep.
He nibbles my earlobe. “It’s cute.”
“Middle-aged, overweight men snore. That’s not cute.”
He strokes my hip. “Everything you do’s cute.”
I love it when he talks like this. It means he has a softer, sweeter side. I hate it for the exact same reason.”
Ashley Lynn Willis, Summer's Temptation

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