Siren Quotes

Quotes tagged as "siren" (showing 1-30 of 45)
C. JoyBell C.
“The difference between my darkness and your darkness is that I can look at my own badness in the face and accept its existence while you are busy covering your mirror with a white linen sheet. The difference between my sins and your sins is that when I sin I know I'm sinning while you have actually fallen prey to your own fabricated illusions. I am a siren, a mermaid; I know that I am beautiful while basking on the ocean's waves and I know that I can eat flesh and bones at the bottom of the sea. You are a white witch, a wizard; your spells are manipulations and your cauldron from hell yet you wrap yourself in white and wear a silver wig.”
C. JoyBell C.

C. JoyBell C.
“If you swim effortlessly in the deep oceans, ride the waves to and from the shore, if you can breathe under water and dine on the deep treasures of the seas; mark my words, those who dwell on the rocks carrying nets will try to reel you into their catch. The last thing they want is for you to thrive in your habitat because they stand in their atmosphere where they beg and gasp for some air.”
C. JoyBell C.

Julie Kagawa
“Human?' The girl cocked her head the other way. I caught a glimpse of pink gills under her chin. 'My sisters told me stories of humans. They said they sometimes sing to them to lure them underwater.' She grinned, showing off her sharp needle-teeth. 'I've been practicing. Want to hear?”
Julie Kagawa, The Iron King

Kiera Cass
“Books were a safe place, a world apart from my own. No matter what had happened that day, that year, there was always a story in which someone overcame their darkest hour. I wasn't alone.”
Kiera Cass, The Siren

Lisa Papademetriou
“She swore vengeance on all men with dark hearts.”
Lisa Papademetriou, Siren's Storm

Caitlín R. Kiernan
“There's always a siren, singing you to shipwreck. Some of us may be more susceptible than others are, but there's always a siren. It may be with us all our lives, or it may be many years or decades before we find it or it finds us. But when it does find us, if we're lucky we're Odysseus tied up to the ship's mast, hearing the song with perfect clarity, but ferried to safety by a crew whose ears have been plugged with beeswax. If we're not at all lucky, we're another sort of sailor stepping off the deck to drown in the sea.”
Caitlín R. Kiernan, The Drowning Girl

Dejan Stojanovic
“Every man needs his Siren
To check his courage and strength
When he hears her song
In his travels through the unknown.”
Dejan Stojanovic

Tricia Levenseller
“I live on the cusp of two worlds, trying desperately to fit into one.”
Tricia Levenseller, Daughter of the Pirate King

Kailin Gow
“beauty has been known to drive men wild, like the sirens did. Man’s challenge is to steer clear from it.” - Salvadore about temptation”
Kailin Gow, The Tutor

Herman Melville
“There is, one knows not what sweet mystery about this sea, whose gently awful stirrings seem to speak of some hidden soul beneath...”
Herman Melville, Moby-Dick or, The Whale

Kiera Cass
“I held the water to my chest, and I loved.”
Kiera Cass, The Siren

Marilena Mexi
“In your life, right here and now, things like mermaids, fairies, witches and monsters are nothing but fairytales told to your grandchildren and stories you heard from your own grandparents as children. They exist only in your imagination. Did you ever think that there is a chance all this was once real, that it all existed? Perhaps yes, but you would then consider such thoughts irrational, that even if you were to believe it and try telling someone they would think you for mad. In my world those creatures are real – I’m real, and I am here to tell you of a story that happened in eons past in the majestic island of Aster." - Queen of Merfolk Asteria - Ninemia”
Marilena Mexi

Carrie Ann Ryan
“First, there will be no kidnapping. I know you're stronger and bigger and have magic and crap, but I'm drawing the line at kidnapping.”
Carrie Ann Ryan, An Immortal's Song

Jes Dory
“My face flushed scarlet. I was a stranger in my own skin. I had ever felt this kind of anger in my life. Fort and confusion grew. Its sensation was an overwhelming concoction of hate. The only things I knew - the only things keeping me remotely calm- was the following litany.

My name is Eleanora Ada Stone. I was moved from home to home for seventeen years. I am now living on this god-forsaken island in Maine. I was being kept from a world of secrets. I have abilities. I am not human. I do not know what I am.”
Jes Dory, Isle

Jes Dory
“What do you mean 'has to be?' and what are you smiling at?" I stopped contributing to this ridiculous dance. I grabbed the teapot and began to fill it with water in the sink.
Suddenly I felt the slight weight go this body against my back and the corner of his mouth brushed adjacent my ear.
"How human you are," he whispered.”
Jes Dory, Isle

“I watched the colored lights and sparkles coming off of Sebastian in the dark water, as the ocean began the process of rebuilding his tail. I longed to join him in the water, to wrap my arms around him and let him carry me under the sea; but I wasn't ready. For him, the ocean was a home; for me it was death. Without being able to transform, the ocean depths would suffocate me, the pressure collapse my bones and flesh.”
D.S. Murphy, Shearwater

“Part of me felt like I was throwing my life away, for a guy I barely knew. But I wasn’t just doing it for him. Since my parents died, I’d had absolutely no control over my life. If I really thought about it, maybe I’d given up control long before—that day in Oregon when I almost drowned. Since then, I’d always relied on others to take care of me. Maybe it was time to take my life back into my own hands… even if it meant growing fins.”
D.S. Murphy

Jes Dory
“What do you mean 'has to be?' and what are you smiling at?" I stopped contributing to this ridiculous dance. I grabbed the teapot and began to fill it with water in the sink. Suddenly I felt the slight weight of his body against my back and the corner of his mouth brushed against my ear. "How human you are," he whispered.”
Jes Dory, Isle

Carrie Ann Ryan
“So," Tristan said with an odd grin. "This is my home."
Seth looked at Armara, who blinked at him. "It's ...big," Seth said slowly.
Armara laughed quietly and bumped her should against his arm. "It is that."...
Tristan snorted and shook his head. "I'd make a joke along the lines of, 'well if you think this is big,'"...
Nothing like a dick joke to bring people together.”
Carrie Ann Ryan, An Immortal's Song

Carrie Ann Ryan
“I don't want you two hurt because of me."...
"At least try, sweetling. Please." At her slight nod, he did what came natural and lowered his head. She gasped into his mouth, and he pressed his lips to hers. The electric shock between them only pushed him to kiss her deeper....
"I think I can try if you're going to keep kissing me like that," she finally said, and he grinned.”
Carrie Ann Ryan, An Immortal's Song

Kiera Cass
“I hit my chest with my fist, accusing my body of failing. I’ve had eighty years to adjust and never have. Am I broken?
We’ll start there. No. You’re not broken. You are possibly the most loyal and faithful siren I’ve ever had.
So, one of the best? Is it bad to tell You that I don’t really want to be good at this job?

She swirled around my face and hair, trying to console me. No one with a beating heart could enjoy killing their own.
I’m not human,
I argued. I’m less than that.
Kahlen, my sweet girl, you are still human. Your body may be unchanging, but your soul still bends and sways. I assure you, in the deepest part of yourself, you are still connected to humanity.

I kept crying, my tears joining Her waves. Then why can’t I cope with any human contact? Elizabeth has had her lovers.
As have many a siren before her. It’s not surprising, considering how beautiful you are.
If it’s so typical, then why can’t I do that?

She laughed, a motherly sound in my head, as if She knew me better than I knew myself. Because you and Elizabeth are very different people. She’s looking for passion and excitement. In her dark world, those interludes are like fireworks. You long for relationships, for love. It’s why you protect your sisters so fiercely, why you always return to Me even when I don’t call, and why you mourn so heavily at taking lives.
Kiera Cass, The Siren

Kiera Cass
I know the consequences of what I’ve done. Kill me if You must.
There was a long silence, and I could sense Her softening, that strange affection She shared with me above the others.
Do you think I rejoice in death?
I raised my head. What?
There is no joy for Me in punishing you or in taking lives. I do what I must to survive. And not only would I not delight in your death, I would mourn it. You must know by now how dear you are to Me.
I swallowed. Why me? Why do I have Your favor more so than the others?
She was so tender with me, lifting me up from the sand as if She were cradling a baby. Considering her timelessness and my temporariness, I practically was a newborn in Her eyes.
Throughout My many, many years and all the sirens I’ve carried in My hands, none of them has considered Me as you do. There’s been a detachment, a deliberate isolation between them and Me.
But you? You come to Me with a sweetness, an attempt to understand. You come to Me even when you are not called. I feel for you what a mother feels for her daughter. To end your life would be to end Mine.

I cried again. I’m so sorry. I never wanted to hurt You.
Kiera Cass, The Siren

Thomm Quackenbush
“It’s not like I’m the first siren to ever make it big… Play ‘Bohemian Rhapsody’ on a road trip some time and tell me everyone in the car doesn’t stop what they are doing to sing.”
Thomm Quackenbush, Flies to Wanton Boys

Gérard de Nerval
“My brow still burns from the kiss of the queen; I have dreamed in the grotto where the siren swims . . .”
Gérard de Nerval, Selected Writings

“Wait—what?” He’d said the last statement so casually, I almost didn’t grasp its significance. “There are merrow who want to destroy the human race?” I pictured a hundred thousand Sebastians, capable of punching through picnic tables and moving faster than we could even see them. It would be a slaughter. A mermaid apocalypse. I almost laughed at the thought, but the impulse died in my throat. I felt sick. I couldn’t believe I’d wanted to kiss him just a few moments ago.”
D.S. Murphy

Meredith T. Taylor
“They are from another world, another way of life that somehow has merged with our own. These worlds are kept separate for the safety of everyone. " "And yet, I connect them." "You do.”
Meredith T. Taylor, Churning Waters

Michael  Grant
“He pictured himself at the lake, on a houseboat. Dekka would be there, and Brianna and Jack. He would have friends. He wouldn’t be alone.
But he couldn’t stop himself from looking for her.
She no longer had Little Pete to worry about. They could be together without all of that. But of course he knew Astrid, and knew that right now, wherever she was, she was eaten up inside with guilt.
“She’s not coming, is she?” Sam said to Dekka.
But Dekka didn’t answer. She was somewhere else in her head. Sam saw her glance and look away as Brianna laid a light hand on Jack’s shoulder.
Dahra was staying in the hospital, but a few more kids came. Groups of three or four at a time. The Siren and the kids she lived with came. John Terrafino came. Ellen. He waited. He would wait the full two hours. Not for her, he told himself, just to keep his word.
Then Orc, with Howard.
Sam groaned inwardly.
“You gotta be kidding me,” Brianna said.
“The deal was kids make a choice,” Sam said. “I think Howard just realized how dangerous life can be for a criminal living in a place where the ‘king’ can decide life or death.”
Michael Grant, Plague

Michael F. Stewart
“I hear a siren and, if we weren’t already in a hospital, I would have assumed they were coming for nearly everyone in this room.”
Michael F. Stewart, Counting Wolves

Jes Dory
“Oh my," she said as though to herself. "The rumors are true, you have been kept in the dark.”
Jes Dory, Isle

Talismanist Giebra
“Dive deeper, my Siren, and sing,
All I crave is feeling you within.”
Talismanist Giebra, Talismanist: Fragments of the Ancient Fire. Philosophy of Fragmentism Series.

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