Top 44 Luke Taylor Quotes
#1. His eyesight was possessed by the colours of trauma, cracking and bubbling like an old Super Eight film to remind him of his near-death drowning some two months ago in that very moment when he needed to act.
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#2. And whilst so much escaped her mind, such could nay escape her heart, so eager to receive the witnesses of such chance-built things, like seed in soil.
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#3. With The Dread, first kiss was the beginning. Second kiss was the end.
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#4. Whatever lived in Marbh Raon could not grow; yet such could not die, as all was held in an ethereal state of turbulent animation, too bound with dread to move, thus remaining forever still.
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#5. If you plant junk, don't expect to harvest jewels.
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#6. What was there in a man's life, but what he saw and what he could not?
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#7. That's Hill." She said in a voice only he could hear in the room of nearly thirty on duty Law Enforcement Officers and Officials.
"I know."
"How do you know?"
"I saw you stare him down."
"You were watching me watch him?"
Erland shrugged.
"When you put it that way.
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#8. To reach for yourself is to survive, to reach for others is to provide.
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#9. Don't forget where you came from, but always remember where you're going.
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#10. Great relationships create great characters. Make them feel real. Alive. Tangible and unforgettable. Bad relationships kill them. Bury them. Make you wish they hadn't wasted your precious time.
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#11. Speak straightly." I said. "You've come to steal something, haven't you?
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#12. It was about time their nose for trouble had a woman's touch.
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#13. Look...I've already decided I wanted to find out what happened, I'm fine with the consequences...so, if I am going to lose my job, I at least want to know the truth before I do.
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#14. Of course I believe in magic. I believe in storytelling.
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#15. It is far easier to take a blow to the cheek than a blow to one's pride. Broken bones can heal, but a broken mirror must be replaced.
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#17. I don't know who a character is till I look into their eyes.
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#19. I just want you to know, I love the way you look at me. Make's me feel like everything's gonna be okay.
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#20. He'd failed them, the swimming goldfish of his life's tiny existence whom he held so dear in his heart; he'd turned his muses into mistakes and no one knew the difference but him.
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#21. Temptation is temptation." Lucy flipped another
page, her reading intent and steady. "No matter what the stakes.
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#22. You stole my heart before I could give it to you.
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#23. Life's just an adventure. Can't live it standing still.
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#24. Erland turned his eyes to the window and the figure that stood before it with arms crossed, staring into the anamorphic slurry of colors caught together in the burying of the sun as night fell like a jar of blue-black paint.
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#25. Your face says much, thief. Trust me, I'm the one who's looking at it.
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#26. A story is only as good as its villain.
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#27. The blue eyes watched the Texan as his python skin boots took him into the dimness of the hall of doors and his escape from Corazon's ICU was a clip clopping stride of broken confidence caught in the rebellious lighting of a cigarette.
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#28. Life is about connection, not perfection.
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#29. Loomis waved a hand and a squiggly trail of smoke followed like a magic wand. Loomis had a captivating subtlety and charm and was capable of more tricks than a sage in Pharaoh's court.
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#30. A writer should be judged on how red they make their reader's eyes.
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#31. I know my place. I always did. I just never knew how to get there.
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#32. Right words, sometimes they escape me; curses nay so much. Of them I am kin.
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#33. Writers are like onions, layers upon layers upon layers.
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#34. So what could she do? If he was gone, he was gone; and where he had gone he had not wanted her to follow.
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#35. Marland sighed. Her guesses were pretty good, but that was the bulk of her career in a nutshell.
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#36. Her face, as God had made it, was beyond compare.
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#37. Don't write what you know. Write who you are. Write your heart and soul. Write what you dream of when you look to the stars.
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#38. Fiction is a careful combination of observation, inspiration, and imagination.
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#39. There was no victory in death, just death. To live through the chaos would be victory and it would come at an extremely high cost.
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#40. He took a deep breath in, still managing himself as if he were resisting temptation. He was a soldier, his father was in the service, too. Crying wasn't something Morell men did. They just didn't.
He hadn't cried at Robbie Morell's funeral.
So he wasn't going to now.
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#41. Would you believe me if I told you I had amnesia?"
Her eyes narrowed. She didn't speak immediately.
"Yes I would."
"Why?" The man asked. "Why would you believe me?"
The woman smiled.
"Because it's a terrible pickup line.
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#42. The sound of diesel fuel rushing through grimy pistons and cylinders below a morning-fogged window bored through his ears like a deep-water drill bit, and the thump of his own heartbeat cursed him for breaking one of his many rules.
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#43. Death was in the darkness, and it swallowed what it willed, what it wanted, and it wanted infinity, from east to west like an ever-digesting stomach of razor-wind teeth.
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#44. They say a picture's worth a thousand words, but with me it always ends up being well over a hundred thousand.
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