Brittney > Brittney's Quotes

“We've lost a lot of years, but you can't lose love. Not real love. It stays locked inside you, ready for whenever you are strong enough to find it again.”
― Martina Boone, Compulsion

“She'd missed the way he walked, the way he shoved his hands into his pockets when he was nervous, the way his dark hair fell into his mismatched eyes. The way a smile would flicker across his face before he committed to it, the way he looked at her like she was the only person in the world.”
― Kate Lattey

“It looked like the world was covered in a cobbler crust of brown sugar and cinnamon.”
― Sarah Addison Allen, First Frost

“Oh, please. Everyone in this town always says that, like you have to be born here to understand things. I understand plenty. You're only as weird as you want to be.”
― Sarah Addison Allen, First Frost

“Was it really that simple? Choosing a life? ...
Maybe you don't fall in love. Maybe you jump.
Maybe, just maybe, it's all a choice.
(Josh Matteson)”
― Sarah Addison Allen, First Frost

“So I told him his bread was ugly, and he called me a dough diva. A dough diva. Of all the nerve! We're going out on Saturday.”
― Sarah Addison Allen, First Frost

“There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.”
― Ernest Hemingway

“Lighthouses don’t go running all over an island looking for boats to save; they just stand there shining.”
― Anne Lamott

“My course is set for an uncharted sea.”
― Dante Alighieri

“Home is people. Not a place. If you go back there after the people are gone, then all you can see is what is not there any more.”
― Robin Hobb, Fool's Fate

“Lord Maccon was Scottish-big; this gentleman was only English-big—there was a distinct difference.”
― Gail Carriger, The Parasol Protectorate Boxed Set: Soulless, Changeless, Blameless, Heartless and Timeless

“Rue gave a little mental sigh. No one would ever describe her as deadly attractive. She brightened a bit. Perhaps she could aspire to just deadly?”
― Gail Carriger, Prudence

“I didn't even like changing clothes for gym. Being bathed by a creepy cult was not on my favorite-things-to-do-list.”
― Kim Liggett, Blood and Salt

“With horses, there were no guarantees. You worked yourself raw and hoped until your heart hurt just for a little heat in a foreleg to derail everything.”
― Mara Dabrishus, Finding Daylight

“Jade?” He raised her chin with a finger when she didn’t respond. She reluctantly returned his gaze, wanting the intensity in his eyes to be for her, not simply for the responsibility of her.”
― Brittney Joy, OverRuled

“Questions spun through Nova’s head, creating a tornado of fear with a sucking wind that grew and then funneled out her mouth. She could hear herself screaming, but the shriek sounded like it was coming from someone else.”
― Brittney Joy, OverRuled

“Nova studied his face like a cat on a mouse hole, waiting for the slightest movement to give way and the unseen to be revealed. But Chael’s face was like a rock, void of movement, void of clues.”
― Brittney Joy, OverRuled

“I always wonder about raindrops.

I wonder about how they're always falling down, tripping over their own feet, breaking their legs and forgetting their parachutes as they tumble right out of the sky toward an uncertain end. It's like someone is emptying their pockets over the earth and doesn't seem to care where the contents fall, doesn't seem to care that the raindrops burst when they hit the ground, that they shatter when they fall to the floor, that people curse the days the drops dare to tap on their doors.

I am a raindrop.

My parents emptied their pockets of me and left me to evaporate on a concrete slab.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Shatter Me

“With my heart thumping, I froze up. I didn't dance. I was born with two left feet and they only worked together in the saddle. "Come on," Casey urged and grabbed my hand. "I wore my steel-toe boots. You can stand on my feet for all I care.”
― Brittney Joy, Showdown

“The clouds behind the castle darkened and rolled, embracing the mountain and the white towers. And as the princess became more animated, the clouds rolled faster and faster. They twisted and deepened in color until a deafening crack sliced through the air.”
― Brittney Joy, OverRuled

“If you can't laugh when things go bad--laugh and put on a little carnival--then you're either dead or wishing you were.”
― Stephen King, Under the Dome

“If you want to know what a man's like, take a good look at how he treats his inferiors, not his equals.”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire

“I'd rather die on an adventure than live standing still.”
― V.E. Schwab, A Darker Shade of Magic

“Honestly, I hate when in books, the guys changes the girl's life. Like, no. The girl needs to change her own life.”
― Sasha Alsberg a

“If clouds are blocking the sun, there will always be a silver lining that reminds me to keep on trying.”
― Matthew Quick, The Silver Linings Playbook

“You only get one life. It's actually your duty to live it as fully as possible.”
― Jojo Moyes, Me Before You

“Chance dug deep into the dirt, his front end rising like a speed boat accelerating through water. I grabbed the saddle horn, surprised by his enthusiasm, but I was just as anxious to run as he was. I gave him the reins to go.”
― Brittney Joy, Showdown

“There the black horse stood - his feet planted firm on the ground, afraid to move. His coat was covered in sweat and a stark white rim lined his eyes. All three of us gawked at his sudden silence. The rattling metal gate was now the only sound.”
― Brittney Joy, Lucy's Chance

“Lucky for me, all four of his hooves missed my body as they found the ground. I picked my head up, thankful I didn't get stomped, and watched the steer run off along the fence. Mental note: cows are not like horses. Don't let the big brown eyes fool you.”
― Brittney Joy, Lucy's Chance

“Adults follow paths. Children explore. Adults are content to walk the same way, hundreds of times, or thousands; perhaps it never occurs to adults to step off the paths, to creep beneath rhododendrons, to find the spaces between fences.”
― Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane