Contemporary Fiction Quotes

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Rainbow Rowell
“I just want to know—are you rooting for me? Are you hoping I pull this off?"

Cath's eyes settled on his, tentatively, like they'd fly away if he moved.

She nodded her head.

The right side of his mouth pulled up.

"I'm rooting for you," she whispered. She wasn't even sure he could hear her from the bed.

Levi's smile broke free and devoured his whole face.”
Rainbow Rowell, Fangirl

Helen Hoang
“I don't want just a night or a week or a month with you. I want you all the time. I like you better than calculus, and math is the only thing that unites the universe.”
Helen Hoang, The Kiss Quotient

Jess C. Scott
“[novan]: bassists are very good with their fingers
[novan]: and some of us sing backup vocals, so that means we're good with our mouths too...

(~ IM chat with Novan Chang, 18, bassist)”
Jess C Scott, EyeLeash: A Blog Novel

Daniel Amory
“There have been times I have thought some dreams should never be dreamt, but I would hate a world where that was true.”
Daniel Amory, Minor Snobs

Jess C. Scott
“She felt the cold blast from the sterile air conditioning on her bare arms and thighs, as she ambled down the center of the shopping complex's ground floor.

The scene was a swirl of candy bright lights--the Victoria's Secret fuchsia signboard, signboards which lured one to purchase "confidence," or "sexual appeal," or whatever it was that was being advertised--the fluorescent lights in each store, contrasting with the shiny, black-tiled walls and eye-catching speckled marble tiles on the ground.

One could lick the floor--the tiles were spotless, clean like the fake air she was breathing in, like the atoms and cells in her that were decaying in stale neglect.”
Jess C Scott, Jack in the Box

Daniel Amory
“Shortly before school started, I moved into a studio apartment on a quiet street near the bustle of the downtown in one of the most self-conscious bends of the world. The “Gold Coast” was a neighborhood that stretched five blocks along the lake in a sliver of land just south of Lincoln Park and north of River North. The streets were like fine necklaces and strung together were the brownstone houses and tall condominiums and tiny mansions like pearls, and when the day broke and the sun faded away, their lights burned like jewels shining gaudily in the night.
The world’s most elegant bazaar, Michigan Avenue, jutted out from its eastern tip near The Drake Hotel and the timeless blue-green waters of Lake Michigan pressed its shores. The fractious make-up of the people that inhabited it, the flat squareness of its parks and the hint of the lake at the ends of its tree-lined streets squeezed together a domesticated cesspool of age and wealth and standing. It was a place one could readily dress up for an expensive dinner at one of the fashionable restaurants or have a drink miles high in the lounge of the looming John Hancock Building and five minutes later be out walking on the beach with pants cuffed and feet in the cool water at the lake’s edge.”
Daniel Amory, Minor Snobs

Fredrik Backman
“It takes years to know a human being. An entire lifetime. It's what makes a home a home.”
Fredrik Backman, Britt-Marie Was Here

Max Nowaz
“Are you really a reporter?” asked Brown.
“You already asked me that. Come back to Levita, take the pardon.”
 “I doubt I’ll live long enough to get there,” said Brown bitterly.
“I hope you survive. You are a fighter. And we have the antidote for your habit on
Levita. I suggest you take a vacation. There’s nothing much that’s going to happen here.”
With that she left, leaving Brown more confused than ever.
He was a father, he had a son. And, the Levitians had a cure for his drug-addled body.”
Max Nowaz, The Arbitrator

“To the jaded eye, all vampires seem alike, but they are wonderful in their versatility. Some come to life in moonlight, others are killed by the sun, some pierce with their eyes, others with fangs, some are reactionary, others are rebels, but all are disturbingly close to the mortals they prey on. I can think of no other monsters who are so receptive. Vampires are neither inhuman nor nonhuman nor all-too-human, they are simply more alive than they should be.”
Nina Auerbach

Jodi LaPalm
“The moment-when I could no longer face myself in the mirror-wasn't easily explained; nor was the oppressive misery I experienced once I finally became the person I was meant to be but then realized with terrific horror how much I still hated her.”
Jodi LaPalm, The Choice Not Taken

Daniel Amory
“It was a generation growing in its disillusionment about the deepening recession and the backroom handshakes and greedy deals for private little pots of gold that created the largest financial meltdown since the Great Depression. As heirs to the throne, we all knew, of course, how bad the economy was, and our dreams, the ones we were told were all right to dream, were teetering gradually toward disintegration. However, on that night, everyone seemed physically at ease and exempt from life’s worries with final exams over and bar class a distant dream with a week before the first lecture, and as I looked around at the jubilant faces and loud voices, if you listened carefully enough you could almost hear the culmination of three years in the breath of the night gasp in an exultant sigh as if to say, “Law school was over at last!”
Daniel Amory, Minor Snobs

Saira Viola
“I got gold in one hand and mud in the other.......In the end it's the same for all of us we go out the same way we came in ....alone”
Saira Viola

Kyle Keyes
“We're selling vacuum cleaners.”
Kyle Keyes, Under the Bus

Jodi LaPalm
“Staring over him in the dim light of a side lamp, my tired eyes traced along the path of faint, yet emerging, lines etched around his equally-tired eyes. They'd become a permanent reminder of his ever-smiling face, and I wished–even after all of these years together-that I could absorb some of his contentment.”
Jodi LaPalm, The Choice Not Taken

David Foster Wallace
“HISTORIA RADICALMENTE CONCENTRADA DE LA ERA POSTINDUSTRIAL

Cuando fueron presentados, él hizo un comentario ingenioso porque quería caer bien. Ella soltó una risotada estrepitosa porque quería caer bien. Luego los dos cogieron sus coches y se fueron solos a sus casas, mirando fijamente la carretera, con la misma mueca en la cara.
Al hombre que los había presentado no le caía demasiado bien ninguno de los dos, pero fingía que sí porque le preocupaba mucho tener buenas relaciones con todo el mundo. Después de todo, nunca se sabe, ¿verdad que no? ¿Verdad? ¿Verdad?”
David Foster Wallace, Brief Interviews with Hideous Men

“I am left with the scars. In time, they will fade and maybe one day they will heal, but for now they remain.
-Franny Harris (Life Fail)

I bet, Penny is on the sand walking along the shore wearing her old green flips – the ones I call her granny-flops. I wish I was there to make fun of those stupid shoes.
-Franny Harris (Life Fail)”
Jul Winters

Judith Barrow
“The last of the Haworth trilogy: At the end of a long night shift, a bullying new father visits the maternity ward and brings back Linda's darkest nightmares, her terror of being locked in. Who is this man, and why does he scare her so? There are secrets dating back to the war that still haunt the family, and finding out what lies at their root might be the only way Linda can escape their murderous consequences.”
Judith Barrow, Living in the Shadows

Leslie Tall Manning
“That girl in the mirror wasn't me. that girl in the mirror had devoured me. Swallowed me whole.”
Leslie Tall Manning, I am Elephant, I am Butterfly

Leslie Tall Manning
“I thought of my mom, sitting on the sofa on a rainy Saturday afternoon, watching cable reruns of her favorite Little House on the Prairie series. Sometimes she'd cry. She would hold onto a tissue, and she would sob as she sat there on the couch. I asked her once why she was crying. She told me it was because the show made her happy.”
Leslie Tall Manning, Upside Down in a Laura Ingalls Town

“I think the hardest part of writing fiction is getting over the fear of exposure. It can be terrifying to put your thoughts on paper. Much of fiction is taking real people and embellishing their defining characteristics until they are more interesting, more horrifying, more saintly, or simply more entertaining. Once you muster up the courage to put your thoughts and feelings into your characters and down on paper you are on your way.”
Ann Ormsby, The Recovery Room

A.D. Aliwat
“Most of the writers working in the last fifty years are hacks with no talent whatsoever.”
A.D. Aliwat, In Limbo

E.C. Colton
“She had been chasing after a dancing flame at her fingertips, one that changed shapes as it drew her.”
E. C. Colton, Shards of Sky

Elizabeth Acevedo
“you are dark and always been beautiful: like the night, like a star after it bursts, like obsidian & onyx & jet precious.
But I know I am beautiful like all & none of those things: far in the sky and deep in the earth
I am beautiful like a dark skinned girl that is right here.”
Elizabeth Acevedo, Clap When You Land

Holly Ducarte
“Someway, somehow this is destined, Becky. You were meant to come to Lunenburg and move next to me. You. Not just any ordinary girl. The gifted-ghost-seeing girl.”
Holly Ducarte, The Light Over Broken Tide

“We burst into a love affair so forceful it scares me. I’m married again, to another man and have a child with him – should I be allowed such indulgent feelings for someone I thought I no longer loved?”
Maria P Frino, Two Men in a Shed

Lee Matthew Goldberg
“If that was the last time we met, I was satisfied with my parting words. But if that was the case, why was I crying on the way back to the train as if I'd experienced a death?”
Lee Matthew Goldberg, Stalker Stalked

Lee Matthew Goldberg
“I hoofed it out of the alley, returned aboveground. Collided with people as I tore down the street, running fast as I could, chasing demons I would never catch.”
Lee Matthew Goldberg, Stalker Stalked

Lee Matthew Goldberg
“I don't make threats," she said. "I make reality.”
Lee Matthew Goldberg, Stalker Stalked

Lee Matthew Goldberg
“I screamed at them all to leave me alone, begged for their mercy, but they feasted until I was picked clean like a carrion would.”
Lee Matthew Goldberg, Stalker Stalked

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