Amy Wolf > Amy's Quotes

“Is there life before death?”
― Amy Wolf, Don't Let Me Die in a Motel 6; or, One Woman's Struggle Through the Great Recession

“It was all up to a roll of the metastasizing dice.”
― AMY WOLF, Don't Let Me Die in a Motel 6; or, One Woman's Struggle Through the Great Recession

“We could all use a little redemption.”
― Amy Wolf, After Avalon

“Is nothing real in Los Angeles?'
Elaine considered this. 'Actually, no.”
― AMY WOLF, L.A. Knight

“And you are not a nun?'
Elaine started to laugh, then saw that he was serious.
'Well, at this point, it’s debatable.”
― Amy Wolf, L.A. Knight

“How many girls’ schools have expelled you?'
'This is number six,' Emma volunteered.' Papa, is Maria going to Paris? Is she?'
'No, Emma, nor anywhere else on the Continent. But she is going _somewhere_, to be sure.”
― Amy Wolf, The Misses Brontë's Establishment

“The dry yellow heath of the moors rose around us on all sides. It was like walking on the sun.”
― Amy Wolf, The Misses Brontë's Establishment

“It was somehow fitting that the true beginning and the end of a life occurred in the same sacred house. Anne would have praised God and Emily would have laughed. On this day, their presence was fully with me, and I am sure that Charlotte—now kissing the man she loved despite everything the world had thrown at her—felt the same twined souls invisibly at her side.”
― Amy Wolf, The Misses Brontë's Establishment

“This way,' Sid whispered, leading her to a silver pole stretching up past their view. He grasped it with four taloned claws, inching his way up.
'What do I look like, a fireman?' Mattie hissed.”
― AMY WOLF, A School for Dragons

“Later that night, from the comfort of the big moss bed, Artorius gave Mattie’s shoulder a pat. 'I am so sorry about my family,' he said.
'Don’t worry. That’s what best friends are for.'
'_Your_ mom was a lot nicer.'
'But she kicked you out, remember? All parents are pains.'
'I guess.”
'There’s just one thing I don’t understand.'
Artorius blinked. '_One_ thing?'
Mattie lowered her voice. 'With a family like that, how’d you come out normal?'
'Ever hear of therapy?”
― AMY WOLF, A School for Dragons

“The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven..”
― John Milton, Paradise Lost

“If one is forever cautious, can one remain a human being?”
― Alexander Solzhenitsyn, The First Circle

“I have no spur
To prick the sides of my intent, but only
Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself
And falls on the other.”
― William Shakespeare, Macbeth

“One world: everybody fucks everybody. When he thinks of all the fucking there's been in the world and all the fucking there's going to be, and none of it for him, here he sits in this stuffy car dying, his heart just sinks. He'll never fuck anybody again in his lifetime except poor Janice Springer, he sees this possibility ahead of him straight and grim as the known road.”
― John Updike, Rabbit Is Rich

“...the agony of my soul found vent in one loud, long and final scream of despair.”
― Edgar Allan Poe, The Pit and the Pendulum

“For what do we live, but to make sport for our neighbors, and laugh at them in our turn?”
― Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice

“The pause was to Elizabeth's feelings dreadful. At length, with a voice of forced calmness, he said: "And this is all the reply which I am to have the honour of expecting! I might, perhaps, wish to be informed why, with so little endeavour at civility, I am thus rejected. But it is of small importance."
"I might as well inquire," replied she, "why with so evident a desire of offending and insulting me, you chose to tell me that you liked me against your will, against your reason, and even against your character? Was not this some excuse for incivility, if I was uncivil? But I have other provocations. You know I have. Had not my feelings decided against you— had they been indifferent, or had they even been favourable, do you think that any consideration would tempt me to accept the man who has been the means of ruining, perhaps for ever, the happiness of a most beloved sister?”
― Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice

“Are the shades of Pemberley to be thus polluted?”
― Jane Austen , Pride and Prejudice

“Every man is surrounded by a neighborhood of voluntary spies.”
― Jane Austen

“The negation of severe suffering was the nearest approach to happiness I expected to know. Besides, I seemed to hold two lives - the life of thought, and that of reality.”
― Charlotte Brontë, Villette

“If we had a keen vision and feeling of all ordinary human life, it would be like hearing the grass grow and the squirrel's heart beat, and we should die of that roar which lies on the other side of silence.”
― George Eliot, Middlemarch

“Repent, Harlequin," said the Ticktock Man. "Get stuffed," the Harlequin replied.”
― Harlan Ellison, Paingod and Other Delusions

“It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done; it is a far, far better rest that I go to than I have ever known.”
― Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities

“Reader, I married him.”
― Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

“When I hit the atmosphere, I’ll burn like a meteor. “I wonder,” he said, “if anyone’ll see me?” The small boy on a country road looked up and screamed. “Look, Mom, look! A falling star!” The blazing white star fell down the sky of dusk in Illinois. “Make a wish,” said his mother. “Make a wish.”
― Ray Bradbury, The Illustrated Man

“The sky above the port was the color of television, tuned to a dead channel.”
― William Gibson, Neuromancer

“All the privilege I claim for my own sex (it is not a very enviable one: you need not covet it), is that of loving longest, when existence or when hope is gone!”
― Jane Austen, Persuasion

“Do you think, because I am poor, obscure, plain and little, I am soulless and heartless? You think wrong! - I have as much soul as you, - and full as much heart! And if God had gifted me with some beauty and much wealth, I should have made it as hard for you to leave me, as it is now for me to leave you!”
― Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

“That night I never thought to sleep; but a slumber fell on me as soon as I lay down in bed. I was transported in thought to the scenes of childhood: I dreamt I lay in the red-room at Gateshead; that the night was dark, and my mind impressed with strange fears. The light that long ago had struck me into syncope, recalled in this vision, seemed glidingly to mount the wall, and tremblingly to pause in the centre of the obscured ceiling. I lifted up my head to look: the roof resolved to clouds, high and dim; the gleam was such as the moon imparts to vapours she is about to sever. I watched her come—watched with the strangest anticipation; as though some word of doom were to be written on her disk. She broke forth as never moon yet burst from cloud: a hand first penetrated the sable folds and waved them away; then, not a moon, but a white human form shone in the azure, inclining a glorious brow earthward. It gazed and gazed on me. It spoke to my spirit: immeasurably distant was the tone, yet so near, it whispered in my heart—

'My daughter, flee temptation.'

'Mother, I will.'

So I answered after I had waked from the trance-like dream.”
― Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

“Nelly, I am Heathcliff - he's always, always in my mind - not as a pleasure, any more then I am always a pleasure to myself - but, as my own being.”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights