Swear Quotes

Quotes tagged as "swear" (showing 1-15 of 15)
Cassandra Clare
“Clary felt suddenly annoyed. "When the self-congratulatory part of the evening is over, maybe we could get back to saving my best friend from being exsanguinated to death?"
"Exsanguinated," said Jace, impressed. "That's a big word."
"And you're a big-"
"Tsk tsk," he interupted. "No swearing in church.”
Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

Maggie Stiefvater
“Don't fucking swear," Ronan said.”
Maggie Stiefvater, The Dream Thieves

Mokokoma Mokhonoana
“Some people talk about other people’s failures with so much pleasure that you would swear they are talking about their own successes.”
Mokokoma Mokhonoana

Suzanne Collins
“I know I'll never marry, never risk bringing a child into the world. Because if there's one thing being a victor doesn't guarantee, it's our children's safety. My kids' names would go right into the reaping balls with everyone else's. And I swear I'll never let that happen.”
Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games

Lisa Glatt
“I like the word 'fuck'. The word means what it means, but it also means whatever you need it to mean.”
Lisa Glatt, A Girl Becomes a Comma Like That: A Novel

Günter Grass
“They swore by concrete. They built for eternity.”
Günter Grass

Katie McGarry
“He raises his hand to my face again and I allow the touch. His fingers slide along my jawline and the warmth of his caresses radiates past my skin and into my bloodstream. Pleasing goose bumps rise on my neck.
“Do you think you’ll come back sometime?” he asks. “And let me help you with your car?”
My ears ring with the staccato thrum, thrum, thrum of my heart. Holy crap, I can’t believe this is happening to me.
“I’ll make it work. I swear.” The words tumble out of my mouth without thought. That’s not true. Actually, they tumble out with a lot of thought of how my parents won’t approve, of how my brothers will kill Isaiah, then possibly kill me. But in this moment, I don’t care what any of them think.”
Katie McGarry, Crash into You

Rebecca McNutt
“Bernie cursed and swore like a sailor sometimes, even around young children, to the point where he was kicked out of Disney World during a trip to Orlando, Florida one year. To boot, he’d jabbed a sewing needle into the helium Mickey Mouse balloons of at least twenty kids before a park worker dressed as Cinderella finally called security. “Disney’s a greedy, bloodsucking corporation,” was Bernie’s half-assed excuse. Tony wasn’t sure that even Bernie himself knew why he had an attitude like that.”
Rebecca McNutt, Bittersweet Symphony

Sanhita Baruah
“You're back where you swore yourself you wouldn't be
The familiar shackles you can't tell from your own skin
Your head's under water when you learned to swim
On a road to hell, congratulations, you're free...”
Sanhita Baruah

Calista Smith
“Swear to bears!”
Calista Smith

Michael  Grant
“Astrid found the hem of his T-shirt and pulled it up over his head. She unbuckled his belt and shoved his jeans to the deck. She pushed him, gently but insistently, onto the bed. Then she undressed herself and stood in the faint light, looking down at him as he gazed up at her.
“You’re giving me a reason to live,” he said, half joking.
“I’m just recapturing the mood,” she said, trying to make it sound light and sexy.
“You captured me a long time ago.”
She climbed atop him. “We walk out of this together, Sam. Whatever it takes. You and me.”
“You and me,” he said.
She would not yet let him have her. “Whatever it takes,” she insisted. “Say it.”
“You and me,” he said at last. “Whatever it takes.”
“Swear it.”
Michael Grant, Light

Karen Finneyfrock
“SWEAR

If this time the eggs don't break,
freckling the sidewalk with yolk splatter,
coating the coffee and the paper towels,
dripping all over my white shoes,
I will never again swing the groceries
back and forth all the way home from the store,
singing and jumping the puddles,
until the bag hits my thigh and I hear
something inside of it crack.”
Karen Finneyfrock

Giorge Leedy
“After six long hours of driving and three rest stops, Tiger pulls up to a snow-topped, metal speaker box just outside the State Penitentiary's first gate in Walla Walla. As he rolls down his window and snow flies in his face, Joshua starts begging for a Happy Meal.
I turn around, snapping at him. "This ISN'T MCDONALDS and YOU AREN'T HUNGRY. NOW SHUT UP BRAT."
A loud scratchy masculine voice blasts out of the speaker. "CAN I HELP YOU?"
Tiger leans out the window, as he answers- We're here to visit Raven Chandler.
"HAVE YOU BEEN HERE BEFORE?"
"Yes sir. I've been here A LOT."
"WHERE'S HIS MOTHER?"
"I don't know.. I haven't seen her in months."
"NOT THE PRISONER'S MOTHER. THE BRAT IN THE BACK SEAT OF YOUR JEEP."
"Oh- HIM-" As he turns, smiling and sticking his tongue out at Joshua, I lean towards his window to answer the guard's question.
"SHE'S IN VEGAS, SIR. I'M BABYSITTING. HE'S MY GODSON." When the speaker remains disturbingly silent for far too long, I continue. "HE'S A GOOD BOY SIR. HE WON'T BE ANY TROUBLE- I SWEAR."
"THAT'S RIGHT," Tiger said. "HE SWEARS ON THE LITTLE BRAT'S MOTHER'S GRAVE.”
Giorge Leedy, Uninhibited From Lust To Love

Pawan Mishra
“Fricking son of a popcorn pimp!”
Pawan Mishra, Coinman: An Untold Conspiracy