Véronique Laplante Grenier > Véronique's Quotes

“Ah yes, the most dangerous person at the party is always the girl sitting alone with a book.”
― Brigid Kemmerer, A Heart So Fierce and Broken

“Perhaps I should send for my cat.”
― Cassandra Clare, Chain of Gold

“That’s the weirdest name I’ve ever heard! Daisy thought. It’s hardly a name at all. It’s like if my name were She-cat-She-cat!”
― Erin Hunter, A Warrior's Choice

“It doesn’t matter what a woman's wearing. She shouldn’t be attacked, not even if she’s walking naked down the street!” I burst.”
― Megan Linski, The Villain Institute

“Yeah, so we didn’t get pummeled by some prison gang,” I pointed out. “Not so we could attend each other’s funerals.”
― Megan Linski, The Villain Institute

“Rishi found a bag of catnip. He placed it on Marcus’ shoe and basically screamed. “No way. You have an addiction,” Marcus snapped. Rishi hissed and swiped at Marcus’ shoe. He sighed and subconjured the catnip.”
― Megan Linski, The Villain Institute

“Our family has a talent of not being able to mind our own business,” I said. “The saying goes to see something, say something, but the Mitoh family is more like, see something, kick ass.”
― Megan Linski, The Criminal Lair

“Well, we don’t have a choice, so we’ll have to suck it up,” Kallie replied. “I’m sure we can mine better than limp noodle over here.” She jerked a thumb at Marcus. “I’m not even offended,” Marcus stated. “I know I’ve got weak arms.”
― Megan Linski, The Criminal Lair

“I would remain by Charlie’s side, even if I had to watch this world end. No matter what happened, I wasn’t going anywhere.”
― Megan Linski, The Criminal Lair

“I hear his call still, echoing down the centuries. It sounded like a warning. It sounded like a death knell. It sounded, most of all, like laughter.”
― Jennifer Donnelly, Poisoned

“Love is a soft thing. It smells like woodsmoke and sounds like rain. It tastes like sugared apples. It costs nothing to give yet is more precious than a sea of diamonds.”
― Jennifer Donnelly, Poisoned

“Daphne Bridgerton, I don’t—” “—like my tone, I know.” Daphne grinned. “But you love me.”
― Julia Quinn, Bridgerton Collection, Volume 1

“But if you don’t,” Hyacinth continued, smiling shyly, “then I’d be much obliged if you’d wait for me.”
― Julia Quinn, Bridgerton Collection, Volume 1

“Only because Gregory put a toad in my bed last night,” Daphne bit off, “and Benedict’s standing has never recovered from the time he beheaded my favorite doll.”
― Julia Quinn, Bridgerton Collection, Volume 1

“And what the hell was he going to do with Daphne? He didn’t want to hurt her, couldn’t bear to hurt her, actually, and yet he was doomed to do so simply by marrying her. He burned for her, ached for the day when he could lay her down and cover her body with his, slowly entering her until she moaned his name—”
― Julia Quinn, Bridgerton Collection, Volume 1

“You’re a hard woman, Daphne Bridgerton.” “It’s Daphne Basset, and I’ve had good teachers.”
― Julia Quinn, Bridgerton Collection, Volume 1

“And if you say that’s because you lot barged into her home like a herd of mentally deficient sheep, I’m disowning all three of you.”
― Julia Quinn, The Duke and I

“J’ai claqué la porte en laissant sur mon bureau la lettre de démission la plus courte de l’histoire. « Mes dossiers, tu peux te les fourrer dans le cul. Joyeuses Fêtes ! »”
― Catherine Bourgault, On est pris avec le père Noël !

“Excellent,” Colin said. “In that case, Miss Sheffield is our winner, and Anthony, you are our loser.”
― Julia Quinn, Bridgerton Collection, Volume 1

“Hyacinth looked at her mother with a surprised expression. “Biscuits. Are. Good.” She cocked her head to the side. “Noun. Verb. Adjective.”
― Julia Quinn, Bridgerton Collection Volume 2

“Jayfeather turned toward at him. “Don’t you think you should figure out who you are before you decide where you fit in?” His mew was suddenly gentle.”
― Erin Hunter, Warriors: A Starless Clan #2: Sky

“We’ve been battle training!” Mistpaw exclaimed, bounding up to Frostpaw. “I killed Graypaw!” “Did not!” Graypaw retorted as he joined his littermates. “I was just pretending, so I could grab you and shred you!”
― Erin Hunter, Shadow

“Bramblestar padded forward until he stood at the very edge of the Highledge. “I have decided to give up my leadership,” he told his Clan.”
― Erin Hunter, Shadow

“H, I think it’s gonna work. Plus, we get to go all Buffy on the demon!” Mercy grinned at her twin.”
― P.C. Cast, Hex You: Sisters of Salem

“Hey, Mag.” Hunter’s eyes glittered mischievously. “Maybe I was kinda Dark Willow, but you were definitely Cordelia.”
― P.C. Cast, Hex You: Sisters of Salem

“Porté par les mots et la mélodie de Marie-Mai, Bastien se sent chavirer, comme si le sol sous ses pieds était remplacé par le pont d’un navire bravant des flots tumultueux. Pourquoi une simple chanson le bouleverse-t-il autant ? Pourquoi est-il incapable d’être plus fort”
― Yvan Godbout, Les contes interdits - Le petit poucet

“They’re not going to like that,” Grover warned. “They’ll think you’re impertinent.” I poured some golden drachmas in the pouch. As soon as I closed it, there was a sound like a cash register. The package floated off the table and disappeared with a pop! “I am impertinent,” I said.”
― Rick Riordan, Percy Jackson and the Olympians: Books I-III

“Ils appellent ça des “bisous”, je pense que c’est une méthode de torture qu’ils ont développée pour semer la terreur.”
― Stefania Gander, ET SI JE N'ETAIS PAS DIEU ?: Chroniques d'un chat

“Mais franchement, on ne fait pas courir deux vieilles dames pour chasser des croquettes, je ne sais toujours pas où elles se trouvent à l’état sauvage, mais vu le temps qu’il faut pour en obtenir, ça ne doit pas être une opération facile.”
― Stefania Gander, ET SI JE N'ETAIS PAS DIEU ?: Chroniques d'un chat

“Aujourd’hui, c’est la première fois que je les vois tous les deux avec le nepleurepas, et pour la première fois, aucun des deux ne le fait remarquer à l’autre. Ils sont là, en train de caresser maman Mimì, tous les deux absorbés par leur nepleurepas.”
― Stefania Gander, ET SI JE N'ETAIS PAS DIEU ?: Chroniques d'un chat