Book Quote Quotes

“He won every game, yet she hardly noticed. As long as she hit the ball, it resulted in shameless bragging. When she missed - well, even the fires of Hell couldn't compare to the rage that burst from her mouth. He couldn't remember a time when he'd laugh so hard.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

“One day, she ventured to the palace library and was delighted to find what good company books could be.”
― E. Lockhart, We Were Liars

“Are you in a suit?" I managed at last, my voice choking up. "You didn’t have to dress up for me."

"Quiet, Sage," he said. "I’ll make the hilarious one-liners during this daring rescue.”
― Richelle Mead, Silver Shadows

“I knew you talked to books. I didn't realize they listened.”
― Margaret Rogerson, Sorcery of Thorns

“There was nothing healthy about desperately wanting something you couldn't have.”
― Wendy Higgins, Sweet Evil

“Buying books always made me feel better, even if I never read them.
- Florence Day”
― Ashley Poston, The Dead Romantics

“If you can be heard then you exist.”
― Fredrik Backman, Britt-Marie var här

“Creamy and leggy, with long azure hair and the eyes of a silent-movie star, she moved like a poem and smiled like a sphinx.”
― Laini Taylor, Daughter of Smoke & Bone

“I used to be afraid about what people might say or think after reading what I had written. I am not afraid anymore, because when I write, I am not trying to prove anything to anyone, I am just expressing myself and my opinions. It’s ok if my opinions are different from those of the reader, each of us can have his own opinions. So writing is like talking, if you are afraid of writing, you may end up being afraid of talking”
― Bangambiki Habyarimana, Pearls Of Eternity

“Tipping her head back, he asked, “Do you trust me”
― Lin Wilder, Plausible Liars: A Dr. Lindsey McCall Medical Mystery 5

“We don’t know, we can only hope and pray”
― Lin Wilder, Plausible Liars: A Dr. Lindsey McCall Medical Mystery 5

“The power of a writer is that he is a god of sorts. He can create his own worlds and populate them with his own people, all by the powers of his imagination. It's the closest a man can come close to the gods. No wonder the most successful writers are considered immortals”
― Bangambiki Habyarimana, Pearls Of Eternity

“Plausible Liars – Lin Wilder”
― Lin Wilder, Plausible Liars: A Dr. Lindsey McCall Medical Mystery 5

“LJ’s adoptive mother, Julie Grayson, wouldn’t have “expectations” of LJ other than wanting her to become who God had in mind when he thought her into being.
”
― Lin Wilder, Plausible Liars: A Dr. Lindsey McCall Medical Mystery 5

“Before this case, he’d never given any thought to transgender issues. His employers flew the rainbow flag and celebrated Pride week, so he shrugged and went along with it. It didn’t affect him, so he didn’t care about others’ sexual choices. But he didn’t understand what transgender meant. Until now.”
― Lin Wilder, Plausible Liars: A Dr. Lindsey McCall Medical Mystery 5

“They had reached a perfect moment of human love. They had created a moment of perfect understanding and accord. This highest moment would now remain as point of comparison to torment them later on when all natural imperfections would disintegrate it.”
― Anaïs Nin

“That five pounds I lost are now back and brought friends”
― Lin Wilder, Plausible Liars: A Dr. Lindsey McCall Medical Mystery 5

“I don't think I have the faith to believe in Elohim."
"But He Always believes in you.”
― Molly Evangeline

“Many writers write because they’ve been there, seen that, did it and burnt their fingers”
― Bangambiki Habyarimana, Pearls Of Eternity

“A writer is never alone, he is always with himself”
― Bangambiki Habyarimana, Pearls Of Eternity

“The drug I take is called schizophrenia, among other labels, which I desperately want to put away. I want to put the drug of schizophrenia down, and I want to put down the stigma surrounding its label.”
― Jonathan Harnisch, Second Alibi: The Banality of Life

“A writer reports on the universe. When he presents his credentials, the gates of heaven and hell are equally opened to him. He can hear the devil’s defense and god’s accusations. The guards at the king’s heart let him in. The writer can be anything and any one he wants. When he writes he is a god, he creates.”
― Bangambiki Habyarimana, Pearls Of Eternity

“Don't believe in everything that is written. Not everything that is written is true”
― Bangambiki Habyarimana, Pearls Of Eternity

“The internet is killing the art of writing. The big "publish" button begs you to publish even before you go back and make one single edit, and as if this was not enough, you have instant readers who praise your writing skills!-”
― Bangambiki Habyarimana, Pearls Of Eternity

“One author said "I write because I want to live a footprint in the sands of history.” It's hard to live a footprint in the sands of history when giants are passing through the same sands unless you are one of the giants”
― Bangambiki Habyarimana, Pearls Of Eternity

“If I can write, who possibly can’t. Even drawing a line in the sand is writing”
― Bangambiki Habyarimana, Pearls Of Eternity

“He tries not to think about The Core...but he couldn't deny it...they were all becoming something else entirely. Darwin's Children”
― Natasha Larry

“Without love, life was nothing but endless tasks and battles.”
― Michelle M. Pillow, The Reluctant Lord

“It was adrenaline that took over, giving her the ability to continue. Her feet automatically obeyed his command, sprinting ahead despite how bleak their hope of escape appeared. There seemed no logic in believing the hill would offer any protection. Surrender looked like the only realistic hope for survival. Even if it was temporary survival.”
― Richelle E. Goodrich, Eena, The Dawn and Rescue

“The instant the rear door slid open, a monstrous-looking furball sprang out and jumped up on the captain’s chest. On hind legs the animal stood near identical to the man’s height. One sniff at the air turned the creature’s attention to Sevenah. The beast went right after her, bounding to the table on lion-like paws. She screamed and scrambled to the top of her chair.

The animal had a body shaped something like an earthly buffalo—a bulky chest, heavily-hunched shoulders, a thick neck—but on a smaller scale. The frightened girl screamed again, climbing onto the tabletop just as the hairy creature perched its front paws on her empty chair. It stretched its neck to examine her.

With nose in the air, it made a loud, awful howl. “Hhhrrroowwww!”

Dark eyes as big as saucers stared up from a face that was nothing but a thick mass of fur. The same long hair draped over the creature’s entire body, patched in browns and ivory with shadows of black and maroon. From the top of its head protruded two tiny horns positioned behind ears that spiked rigid with every curious sound. An oversized mouth spanned the width of its face, baring a lion's share of sharp teeth. The creature howled once again and then scrambled after its target, following her right onto the table.”
― Richelle E. Goodrich, Eena, The Dawn and Rescue