Top 100 Again His Quotes
#1. Chrisfield looked straight ahead of him. He did not feel lonely any more now that he was marching in ranks again. His feet beat the ground in time with the other feet. He would not have to think whether to go to the right or to the left. He would do as the others did.
John Dos Passos
#2. Oh my God! Sam said again, his voice shaking. I've given birth to something inhuman, Phoebe thought. A lamprey with row after row of teeth.
Jennifer McMahon
#3. Levi watched her carefully again, his gaze roaming over her face, as if he was trying to see into her mind. "You're not lying. Why are you doing this?"
"Because if I try to shut you out you'll cause me more problems than I want to deal with. And I don't want to kill you.
Katie Reus
#4. Here Greek and Roman find themselves alive along these crowded shelves; and Shakespeare treads again his stage, and Chaucer paints anew his age.
John Greenleaf Whittier
#5. Harry closed his eyes. He never wanted to open them again. His heart sent this message to his molecules: For reasons obvious to all of us, this galaxy is dissolved!
Kurt Vonnegut
#6. His hands framed her face again, his amber eyes alive with love, with tenderness. "I want to make a vow to you. I'll love you with everything in me. I'll bring you as much happiness as I can give you. But I cannot allow your death, not at my hands. You're more important than I am.
Christine Feehan
#7. As the light swayed above him and the shadows danced and flapped, he began to swing the cane, bringing it down again and again, his arm rising and falling like a machine.
Stephen King
#8. Dance with me, Celaena, he said again, his voice rough. When her eyes met his she forgot about the cold, and the moon, and the glass palace looming above them. The secret library and the king's plans and Mort and Elena faded into nothing. She took his hand and there was only the music and Chaol.
Sarah J. Maas
#9. She didn't care for the way he stared at her, either. Even when he wasn't looking at her it felt as if he were staring. And as if he'd read her thoughts, he shifted his eyes to hers again. His smile was slow, unmistakably insolent, and made her want to bare her teeth in a snarl.
Nora Roberts
#10. The sweet-smelling aroma of the island spices still hung in the air. It filled his nostrils and titillated his appetite all over again. His appetite drove him mad for something much more than food.
Luke A.M. Brown
#11. What does she look like?" he asked again, his voice taking on a tinny phonograph quality as his sister consumed my attention.
"A candle flame that can't decide if it has the strength to keep burning.
Cat Winters
#12. God, I can't lose you again." His whisper was harsh, filled with pain. "Not now, when I've waited so long to hold you. I think it would kill me. But I'm so damn scared you'll hate me when you find out the truth.
Katherine Allred
#14. Em," he said again, his eyes wide and dark blue in the dim light. "Did you kiss Mark the other night?
Cassandra Clare
#15. I thought I heard
Gansey broke off. His eyes dropped to where Adam held Blue's hand. Again his face was somewhat puzzled by the fact of their hand-holding. Adam's grip tightened, although she didn't think he meant for it to.
Maggie Stiefvater
#16. So there goes Jesus spinning power on its head again. His power was not in crushing but in being crushed, triumphing over the empire's sword with his cross. Mustard must be crushed, ground, broken for its power to be released.
Shane Claiborne
#17. Again and again his tongue returns to that space between his front teeth. I'll look at this tree instead.
Jandy Nelson
#18. His lips slowly twitched. "As a gentleman, I think you should sleep off the drugs in your system." Again, his wide, full lips curved wickedly. "Unless you plan to move your hand lower, then I might forget I'm acting the gentleman because, really, I'm not all that gentlemanly.
Scarlett Dawn
#19. Christopher Reeve understood that ... everything begins with hope. His vision of walking again, his belief that he would be able to in his lifetime, towered over his broken body.
Patti Davis
#20. What do you mean, blindly? That baby is a very sentient creature ... That baby sees the world with a completeness that you and I will never know again. His doors of perception have not yet been closed. He still experiences the moment he lives in.
Tom Wolfe
#21. He got that sensation again. His chest expanded with the emotions, making him feel like he'd shatter right there over how beautiful she was and how desperately he adored her. It actually choked him with the force of it. If he tried to speak, he'd lose it.
Kele Moon
#22. But then an old man was discovered impaled in a ditch, and once again his world had started crumbling away beneath his feet. He wondered how long he could keep this up.
Henning Mankell
#23. He turned to face her again, his late-pretty composure crumbling. "But you're ... "
"Pretty? Think again." She smiled. "I'm Tally Youngbood. My mind is very ugly. And I'm taking your car.
Scott Westerfeld
#24. I will not be threatened. Do you understand me?'
He leaned closer again, his lips less than a couple of inches from hers. 'Now try saying it without trembling.
Lindsay J. Pryor
#25. I just wanted to hear him speak again. His voice made me want to take my pants off.
Tara Sivec
#26. If it were up to me," Braydon whispered, leaning down once again, his mouth hovering right by her ear, "I'd strip you right here and slide my cock deep inside of you. I'd remind you of what you've been missing. What we've both been missing, Jess.
Nicole Edwards
#27. There's a side benefit to this. We get to learn about each other, get to know each other, all over again." His voice dropped to a husky near whisper, and he leaned close and said next to my ear, "We get to fall in love all over again, for the second time. How cool is that?
Charles Sheehan-Miles
#28. He meets my gaze again, his eyes raw and heated, his breaths ragged. "This has never been about gratitude, Catherine."
I'm having a hard time breathing.
"Tell me you believe me.
K.A. Tucker
#29. When a defiled man is born again, his habits are changed, his thoughts cleansed, his attitudes regenerated and elevated, his activities put in total order, and everything about him that was dirty, degenerate or reprobate is washed and made clean.
Spencer W. Kimball
#30. Need you Gwen, like I need air. This life is fucked, it ain't what you deserve, but I am going to clean this shit up now. It will never touch you again." His voice was firm, resolved and I believed him.
Anne Malcom
#31. Then he was stepping back, away, letting distance flood between us again. His voice was low, rough. "Give 'em hell, darlin'."
"And for the love of God, bitch, don't get stabbed this time!" Vida added.
Alexandra Bracken
#32. The ending can only start with the beginning and end with self estrangement, as to become once again his own/old self. This is why every man is a continuous ending.
Sorin Cerin
#33. A shaft of moonlight illuminated a row of sentinel silver birch in a phosphorescent glow, appearing almost ethereal in the relative surrounding gloom. Boris had stopped again, his silhouette a stark black juxtaposition against the background of illuminated branches.
R.D. Ronald
#34. Hitler emphasized again and again his belief that Nazism was a secular ideology founded on modern science. Science, he declared, would easily destroy the last remaining vestiges of superstition. 'Put a small telescope in a village, and you destroy a world of superstitions.'24
Richard J. Evans
#35. His gaze dropped and fell to the floor in thoughtful concentration for a long moment. When he looked up at her again, his gaze was direct and unflinching. "Because I have fallen in love with you."
Kathleen E. Woodiwiss
#36. I fucked up and hurt you. It won't happen again." His fingers tensed around my head and his deep voice dropped low. "I promise you, Kitten, it won't happen again.
Kristen Ashley
#37. But, Doctor, I'm not ill. Good God! I've told you everything".
Again his fixed his eyes on mine and stopped me, his voice full of resolve.
"You are ill. It is the fate we all share since the birth of psychoanalysis".
Ahmet Hamdi Tanpinar
#38. Again his memory failed to conjure her face. It was like trying to call up a melody while another song played.
Laini Taylor
#39. She was looking for something I could never give her." Again his dark eyes bored into Julia's mind. "You have something of the same about you, young woman. Take my advice: Don't think you will find it in another person. You won't. It's not there. You must find it in yourself.
Iain Pears
#40. Collin! What a gorgeous name. Then again his name could have been Cracker Jack and I would have thought it was just as wonderful.
Nicole Gulla
#41. I peeked up at him one more time, and regretted it. He was glaring down at me again, his black eyes full of revulsion. As I flinched away from him, shrinking against my chair, the phrase if looks could kill suddenly ran through my mind.
Stephenie Meyer
#42. I want to feel again," Lucas whispered, taking
the last few steps that bridged the distance between
them. "You make me feel something, and I need to
feel again." His long arms encircled her waist. -Lucas Bennett
Nikki Lynn Barrett
#43. I used to have the 'Best Of Eddie Murphy' VHS tape that I wore out completely, watching it over and over again. His 'Buckwheat Sings' is, to this day, one of my all-time favorite sketches on the show. I also loved the one where he plays the Tooth Fairy.
Taran Killam
#44. Kyle must have seen my panic, because when I looked up at him again, his jacket and shirt were off and he was handing me his shirt. The sight of him with no shirt on hit me. Holy hell, what was he doing?
Christie Cote
#45. JONAS DID NOT want to go back. He didn't want the memories, didn't want the honor, didn't want the wisdom, didn't want the pain. He wanted his childhood again, his scraped knees and ball games.
Lois Lowry
#46. The teapot takes in water and gives out tea. So the human individual takes in anything you give him and promptly transforms it; he is ready to give you out again his own reactions - first, in thought and emotion, then in voice or action.
Louis MacNeice
#47. Jesus takes those pieces that other people have broken and makes your heart whole again. His love fills the void that other people leave behind. His love is the only love that could ever truly make you whole. The love that comes from God will never leave you broken-hearted.
Mandy Fender
#48. The way that Nico looks at me makes me high. It's like a drug I crave desperately to have again. His pleasure is my reward, and I'm willing to do whatever it takes to earn it.
Vi Keeland
#49. His eyes kindled and a slight flush sprang into his thin cheeks. For an instant the veil had lifted upon his keen, intense nature, but for an instant only. When I glanced again his face had resumed that red-Indian composure which had made so many regard him as a machine rather than a man.
Arthur Conan Doyle
#50. If you put it up, I'll just take it down again." His voice lowered to a throaty hum, "And you know what happens when I take your hair down.
Sabrina Jeffries
#51. Some minutes or hours or days later, when I lay boneless and well satisfied, Ethan raised his gaze to mine again. His eyes were silver, his fangs descended. "There is no going back," he said, "Not after this.
Chloe Neill
#52. What's more, he could fall asleep with her and wake up with her, spend the day with her, go to bed with her, and begin the wonderful ritual all over again. His
Jennifer Ashley
#53. I smell it again, his scent. The calming aroma. The one that's become my new favorite. I take a deeper breath.
Katie McGarry
#54. Have you been kissed before?"
"I don't know whether to say yes or no. Which answer will make you do it again?"
"Oh, I'm going to do it again." His thumb stroked her cheek. "Just wanted to know how slow to take things."
"A little faster would be fine.
Tessa Dare
#55. You will marry me. We will be together. I will not discuss this again." His dark eyes turned into bottomless, black pits. "Capisce?" he growled. Barbarian. Or, is he a medieval bastard? Dammit why didn't I pay closer attention to time periods in history class?
Mimi Jean Pamfiloff
#56. He slammed the door shut in Ian's face, the lock clicking into place. Ian hit it again with his fist before roaring, If I were a pervert, I'd be looking for something a damn bit more attractive than you, jackass. And definitely someone that smelled alive.
Rose Wynters
#57. She has been trying to pull her worth from him for so long. She has been trying to extract her beauty from his skin. She has been dying to be loved by him again ... but he will always leave her empty
Coco J. Ginger
#58. In the midst of fear Lyra knelt by Lanre's body and breathed his name. Her voice was a beckoning. Her voice was love and longing. Her voice called him to live again. But Lanre lay cold and dead.
Patrick Rothfuss
#59. I miss my dog."
...
"What was his name again?"
"Mouse."
"That was very unkind of you."
"Naming him mouse?"
"Isn't he a greyhound?"
"I could have named hum Turtle."
"Frederick!" ...
"It's better than Frederic," Annabel said, "Good heavens, that's my brother's name.
Julia Quinn
#60. Sir, if you ever presume again to speak disrespectfully of General Grant in my presence, either you or I will sever his connection with this university.
Robert E.Lee
#61. She sits down at the end of my bed again. "Who were you with? Do you have a boyfriend now or something?"
I can't help but laugh. If I have a boyfriend, his name is Death. And I'm pretty sure Roman is in love with him too. It's a love triangle gone wrong.
Jasmine Warga
#62. He had tried to shed his pain, to rise from the ashes like a drab phoenix with no hope except the cold peace of indifference. Now that events forced him to open himself to the world again, he was swamped by emotion as a novice surfer was overwhelmed by each cresting wave.
Dean Koontz
#63. I'm in love with you, you stupid arse, and I'm not losing you. Got it?" she whispered against his lips before kissing him again. Her confession had stolen his breath, so all he could do was nod. "Now, once again, how do we fix you?" she asked, when they finally parted. To
Morgan Rhodes
#64. He (life) got to his feet with a sudden jerk,
collected his blanket
and then darted away in such a great haste
that till this date, I've not seen him again.
Suman Pokhrel
#65. Again - "Are you going home for Christmas?" - and asked it in some sort of way that brought tears to my eyes and made it almost unnecessary for him to move on to his answer to the question, which was that home, finally, is the manger in Bethlehem, the place where at midnight even the oxen kneel.
Frederick Buechner
#66. Look, he said to his imagination, if this is how you're going to behave, I shan't bring you again.
Terry Pratchett
#67. Many years ago there lived a man called Laurids Madsen who went up to heaven and came down again thanks to his boots.
Carsten Jensen
#68. You're a pain in my ass!" he yelled, glaring at me. I couldn't stop smiling, and after a few seconds, Travis' mouth turned up. He shook his head again, and then hooked his arm around my neck. "You're making me crazy. You know that, right?
Jamie McGuire
#69. Coach Hedge grunted like he was pleased to have an excuse. He unclipped the megaphone from his belt and continued giving directions, but his voice came out like Darth Vader's. The kids cracked up. The coach tried again, but this time the megaphone blared: The cow says moo!
Rick Riordan
#70. Man is always more than he can know of himself; consequently, his accomplishments, time and again, will come as a surprise to him.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
#71. And the Wise Emrys said that Arthur would yet come again to lead his own.
Stephen R. Lawhead
#72. Then Rosalind began popping into his mind again, and he found his lips forming her name over and over.
F Scott Fitzgerald
#73. Levin tried to drink a little coffee, and put a piece of roll into his mouth, but his mouth could do nothing with it. He took the piece out of his mouth, put on his overcoat and went out to walk about again.
Leo Tolstoy
#74. Oh, I wish so much to live again! Each minute, each instant of life should be blessedness for man ... they should, surely they should! It is man's own duty to arrange it so; it is his law
a hidden but surely existing one ...
Fyodor Dostoyevsky
#75. But Jamie was moaning around his cock, that shameless look of pure bliss on his face, and Ryan wanted to fuck his mouth again. So he did.
Alessandra Hazard
#76. Once again, President Clinton is using American troops to deflect attention from his record of lies, distortions, obstructions of justice and abuse of power.
Ron Paul
#77. G Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! h According to his great mercy, i he has caused us to be born again to a living hope j through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead, 4. to k an inheritance that is imperishable, undefiled, and l unfading, m kept in heaven for you,
Anonymous
#78. Both Miss Lavinia and Miss Clarissa had a superstition, however, that he would have declared his passion, if he had not been cut short in his youth (at about sixty) by over-drinking his constitution, and over-doing an attempt to set it right again by swilling Bath water.
Charles Dickens
#79. As far as I'm concerned, this guy should never play football again. The answer you normally get after a tackle like that is 'he is not the type of guy who does that.' It's like a guy who kills one time in his life - it's enough. You have a dead person. This tackle is absolutely horrendous.
Arsene Wenger
#80. Yeah, about that," says Peeta, entwining his fingers in mine. "Don't try something like that again." "Or what?" I ask. "Or ... or ... " He can't think of anything good. "Just give me a minute.
Suzanne Collins
#81. The light of his plural pronoun was sufficiently reflected in his companion's face as he again met it; and he completed his demonstration.
Henry James
#82. Ty kissed him gently again, then pushed himself back, rolling his hips to work his way in deeper. He pulled at Zane's hips and seated him once again in his lap. He
Abigail Roux
#83. I'm not the type who spends his free time in training camp playing with his Playstation or playing cards on trips. The other players thought it was odd: There he is, reading again.
Oliver Kahn
#84. But by spring, she had again yielded to the tug and tide of his mind, allowing its currents to carry her back across the continent and wash them up on the remote shores of his evergreen island..
Ruth Ozeki
#85. Aching all over, we reached level ground again, and Mr. Christy withdrew his claims, and agreed that no road anywhere else could possibly be so bad as a Mexican road; a decision which later experiences only served to confirm.
Edward Burnett Tylor
#86. Shit. Well, maybe taking her jeans off would make him more inclined to say she could check out his tunnels.
Of course, he was pretty much guaranteed to say yes if she let him check out her tunnel again, but ... no.
Stacia Kane
#87. Valten turned to face her and she threw her arms around him again. We have to get out of here, his mind told him, but he decided he had enough time for another kiss. And Gisela obviously agreed.
Melanie Dickerson
#88. For a moment she could feel his emotions again, as close as if they were her own. Awe mixed with fierce protectiveness, and a thread of pain so intense she wanted to take the hurt from him.
Stephanie Garber
#89. His father looked wistful. 'And you don't feel anticlimatic?'
What's that?'
Somewhat the opposite of elated.'
What's elated again?'
Good feelings. That is to say, very good. You can feel, can't you? That's what I'm driving at. You don't ever wonder ... where feeling went?
Ali Shaw
#90. He swallowed again and tightened his grip so even if she wanted to leave, she couldn't. It astonished him how difficult it was to find the one word he needed after these exquisite days. The one word he had no right to say.
He forced the forbidden syllable from his tight throat.
Stay.
Anna Campbell
#91. Jenny was struck again by the contrast between his attractiveness and his shyness. It was endearing.
Katie Allen
#92. All right, all right," Avery said and rolled Kane onto his back. There was a time they would have gone again, making sure Kane knew who the real boss was, but not so much anymore. Instead, he looked down at his smiling love. "But I believe I burned a few calories, so can I have my snack now, please?
Kindle Alexander
#93. Tristan was looking at him again.
"What are you looking at?" Gabriel snapped.
Tristan was trying not to smile. "You tell me."
Gabriel rolled his eyes. "Quit being a girl.
Chelsea Fine
#94. Zane lifted his legs enough to wrap them around Ty again, changing the angle of Ty's thrusts, and he gave a long, forlorn cry as Ty hit his prostate. "Oh, God baby, so, so good." Ty
Abigail Roux
#95. He was overwhelmed by the love he felt for her; tears filled his eyes and the ache in his throat ran deep into his chest. He ran down the hill to the river, through the light rain until th pain faded like fog mist. He stood and watched the rainy dawn, and he knew he would find her again.
Leslie Marmon Silko
#96. Once a man worries, he clings to anything out of desperation; and once he clings he is bound to get exhausted or to exhaust whomever or whatever he is clinging to. A warrior-hunter, on the other hand, knows he will lure game into his traps over and over again, so he doesn't worry.
Carlos Castaneda
#97. No man can sincerely resolve to apply to his daily life the teachings of Jesus of Nazareth without sensing a change in his own nature. The phrase, 'born again', has a deeper significance than many people attach to it. This changed feeling may be indescribable, but it is real.
David O. McKay
#98. Funds are low again, hallelujah! That means God trusts us and is willing to leave His reputation in our hands.
Charles Studd
#99. Rowan waited, knowing she was gathering the words, hating the pain and sorrow and guilt on every line of her body. He'd sell his soul to the dark god to never have her look like that again.
Sarah J. Maas
#100. Doc seemed to gather himself to say something important, and spoke as firmly as he could, though his voice was somewhere between a whisper and a whine. Wyatt, I cannot make you another denture. No more fights. You get that mad again, shoot the bastard. Promise me.
Mary Doria Russell
