Top 100 And Her Quotes
#1. I love it when a woman is wearing Red Lipstick, and her hair is combed back, so sensual and confident.
Oribe
#2. For Shama and her sisters and women like them, ambition, if the word could be used, was a series of negatives; not to be unmaried, not to be childless, not to be an undutiful daughter, sister, wife, mother, widow.
V.S. Naipaul
#3. She could hear in the darkness of her car how his breathing was quicker now; and her own was, too. She wanted to say their hears were too old for this now; you can't keep doing this to a heart, can't keep expecting your heart to pull through.
Elizabeth Strout
#4. I always thought that courageous people were those who were not afraid. Meeting Franciszka and her daughter, I realize that courageous people are afraid like everyone else. They just act despite the fear.
J.L. Witterick
#5. Julia and her family, like many others in the GDR, trod this line between seeing things for what they were in the GDR, and ignoring those realities in order to stay sane.
Anna Funder
#6. We need to understand that there is no formula for how women should lead their lives. that is why we must respect the choices that each woman makes for herself and her family. Every woman deserves the chance to realize her God-given potential.
Hillary Rodham Clinton
#7. I was very close to my mother, and her death, which left a gaping hole in my life, has been very difficult for me and my father in a lot of ways.
Vanessa Kerry
#8. Fear is a weakness. It makes a person lose her nerve and her cool. It makes people jumpy and organizations nervous, and when that happens, there is always a chance to take advantage.
Ally Carter
#9. Balance, Chlo ... Give and take. Push and pull. You for her, her for you. I think they're mad that I tried to have it both ways to keep you alive and her, too.
Nova Ren Suma
#10. She drew a breath and her lips parted in two words that rebounded through his body.
"Kiss me," she said.
So he did the only thing he could do...
Sara Raasch
#11. I am cowed - by her intelligence, and her ferocity, and the way she's always right. Or at least, she's always right enough to shut me up. 5.
Nick Hornby
#12. The fear of this delicate and fierce feminine has more to do with our fear of being vulnerable again, getting hurt again, than it does by our actual distaste for the beauty of the feminine and Her qualities.
Alanis Morissette
#13. She was lost between her head and her heart and didn't know which she needed to believe.
Madeline Martin
#14. It was not just a touch, an action. It was a simplification of both of them: They were no longer Noah Czerny and Blue Sargent. They were now just him and her. Not even that. They were only the time that they held between them.
Maggie Stiefvater
#15. The dream dissipated like smoke, and she tried so hard to hold it inside her heart and her memory, but like all dreams, it had never been meant to keep.
Christopher Golden
#16. God begins molding a mother after His own heart on the inside
in the inner woman and her heart
and then works outward.
Elizabeth George
#17. Certain suggestions, or notions, would make the muscles of her lean spotty face quiver, her eyes go sharp and black, and her mouth work as if there was a despicable taste in it. She could stop you in your tracks then, like a savage thornbush.
Alice Munro
#18. Ian made a dissentient noise through his nose. Aye, and if I were to try bein' a Friend, who would there be to protect the lot of 'em? Rachel and her brother and Dottie, I mean. Ye ken that, don't ye? That they can only be what they are because you and I are what we are?
Diana Gabaldon
#19. LOVE JUNKIE travels tenderly and boldly into the despair, isolation, and tenacity of sex and love addiction. Rachel Resnick's gift for language and storytelling craft a vivid picture of her journey and her heart shines pure.
Kelly McDaniel
#20. She cackles and her accent is so thick that I feel bad for the words coming out of her mouth.
Caroline Kepnes
#21. Cam hadn't been this entertained in a long time. No sensual depravities, no skilled courtesan, not even a room full of unclothed women, could have interested him half as much as Miss Amelia Hathaway and her red ribbons.
Lisa Kleypas
#22. It was the oddest feeling. I thought Laci Peterson needed me; I thought she was counting on me to bring her and her baby home.
Amber Frey
#23. I actually did a remix for Katy Perry, and her management didn't respond.
Afrojack
#24. There is the heat, which clots the air around her and stops up her pores and her eyes and ears
China Mieville
#25. If you meet somebody and are attracted to someone, and the exquisite neurons in your brain and her brain intermesh properly, then things can be wonderful. It's not like homework. You don't have to work at the relationship.
Woody Allen
#26. Parky, isn't it?" Strike said to the frowning constable and her companion as he and Robin walked back past them.
Robert Galbraith
#27. And there was Tara, again with that shy half-smile and her burgundy lips slightly puckered, that shy kink, an incomplete curlicue at the corner of her mouth; he'd seen it before many times but never noted it, and now it had him mesmerized.
Graham Joyce
#28. She came back with the glass and her fingers, cold from holding the glass, touched mine, and I held them for a moment and then let them go slowly, as you let go of a dream when you wake with the sun in your face and you have been in an enchanted valley
Raymond Chandler
#29. People will tell you that this is just the way things go around here when someone is taken with the madness. Sometimes that means losing the May Queen and her convertible too.
Kate Karyus Quinn
#30. She was determined to sever the connection between her brain and her mouth before any unpleasant truths could escape. After all, she didn't need a brain to flirt, did she?
Anna Bradley
#31. The Eucharist had so powerful an attraction for the Blessed Virgin that she could not live away from It. She lived in It and by It. She passed her days and her nights at the feet of her Divine Son ... Her love for her hidden God shone in her countenance and communicated its ardor to all about her.
Peter Julian Eymard
#32. She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes ...
George Gordon Byron
#33. If the dead couldn't give her a straight answer, and her mother hadn't seen anything dangerous, she was sure no one - dead or alive - could tell her.
Zara Hoffman
#34. I didn't have a special secret about Sarah Palin. I just had a feeling and some concerns. Her blank stares and her lashing out in some interviews, I think, gave voters pause about her, too.
Nicolle Wallace
#35. And Grandmother Hall really imagines that she can raise Eleanor and her two brothers differently than these children were raised. And if she is very strict and everything is very regimented and ordered and disciplined, that they will become the perfect children who her own children did not become.
Blanche Wiesen Cook
#36. Why are you in such a rush? Sophia asked, and her grandmother answered that it was a good idea to do things before you forgot that they had to be done.
Tove Jansson
#37. In 'Shadow Tag,' Erdrich creates scenes from a fictional marriage, that of two American Indians, Irene and her painter husband Gil, that suggest some of the worst psychological torments and stresses of real life.
Alan Cheuse
#38. And her face was white as a sheet despite the burning glory of the Lord's sunshine. Padre!
Stephen King
#39. Thank fuck that's over," said Finty, rubbing at her mouth and her sweatshirt. "Let's have a game of Scrabble.
Rachel Joyce
#40. Bare feet slapped against cool flooring. The room swam, reminding me all too much of Nila and her imbalance. We're perfect for each other. Both slightly broken. Both slightly flawed. But perfectly whole once we let our hearts become one.
Pepper Winters
#41. For never was a truer story of love conquering woe than this of Molly Juliet and her Romeo.
Tillie Cole
#42. He honestly expected her to believe that she could make a bad offering and her ancestors wouldn't mind.
Helen Oyeyemi
#43. The real Sallie has returned and her portrayal of Mother has disappeared
Nancy B. Brewer
#44. She came to the Cleopatra and her attention was immediately drawn to the side-by-side Tigris and Euphrates Towers. Her
Michael Connelly
#45. I see death and tragedy all the time and nothing makes it worse than when it's totally senseless. All she needed was some niceness, some basic human kindness, and she wouldn't be on her way to the morgue and her parents wouldn't be devastated. It's heartbreaking and so senseless.
Jay Crownover
#46. I am the granddaughter of an English woman. I love England and her people and, regardless of politics, consider you to be family ... and always will.
Nicola Sturgeon
#47. For a woman to deny the necessity of true love in her life would be to deny herself, and her creator.
Dwain K. White Sr.
#48. I'm pretty obsessed with Stevie Nicks from her style to her voice. I like watching her on YouTube and her old performances, the way she moves and everything.
Florence Welch
#49. He picked up one of her hands, turned it over, and kissed her palm again before placing it against his chest. Her heart melted in response, and her knees threatened to follow.
Debra Holland
#50. her head and her face was in shadow. She'd pushed
C.J. Box
#51. Muscles burned and her knees ached, but she did not stop. She owed that much to him and would not abandon him a second
Tess Gerritsen
#52. Caddy put her arms around me, and her shining veil, and I couldn't smell trees anymore and I began to cry.
William Faulkner
#53. I'd like to sit down with Hillary Clinton onstage and ask her about Glass Steagall and all the big banks and her own campaign contributions.
Eileen Myles
#54. Clair watched the young man pour Paul's Scotch with a previously unseen professionalism. Her wedding ring, her gentle brush-offs, and her outright rejection had been minor obstacles compared to the big no of another man kissing her cheek.
Karin Slaughter
#55. Perhaps she would learn in time to permit both her daughter and her gods to govern their own affairs.
Thornton Wilder
#56. To sputter and giggle - Baby too. "I followed my piss!" I said between hiccupping laughter. "She followed her piss and her dreams came true!" Rachel screamed. "Follow your piss, Obi-Wan Kenobi," Barbara intoned.
Anne Rivers Siddons
#57. Unlike him she knew this and sat many hours with her head in her hands, I thought then, to make the words fall out. But the words did not fall out and her feelings hung inside her, preserved.
Jeanette Winterson
#58. She murmured a 'Thank you', seated herself and her buried hopes in this chair which did not whirl round, and leaned her arms upon a table which did not even dream in mahogany.
Susan Glaspell
#59. She trusted him. Her heart knew him.
And her body wanted him.
Donna Grant
#60. I'm not saying my mother-in-law is fat - because she is of reasonable size, and I care about her and her self-image.
Bernard Manning
#61. The arm was the arm, and it was the arm - not her husband, or even herself - that she thought about seven years later, on June 28, 1941, as the first German war blasts shook her wooden house to its foundations, and her eyes rolled back in her head to view, before dying, her insides.
Jonathan Safran Foer
#62. It reminded her too, time and again, of her own susceptibility to panic and her unfathomable dread of being alone.
Richard Yates
#63. Bhutto's regime is remembered for having one of the worst human rights records in Pakistan's history, and her government did not allow the media freedoms she criticizes Musharraf for crushing.
Richard Engel
#64. I will do whatever is necessary to protect you and her. Last night only muted my hunger for you to a hum. I'm not ready to let you go. Not now, not ever.
Lia Davis
#65. Eddie told her he had made things square and her eyebrows lifted and her lips spread and Eddie felt and old, warm feeling he had missed for years, the simple act of making his wife happy
Mitch Albom
#67. Her skin was flawless and always cool, always pale; her body was long, like her hair, like her fingers, like her laughter; and her eyes, oh, her eyes, had every season of leaf in them: the twin greens of spring and high summer, the golds of autumn, and, in her rages, black midwinter rot.
Clive Barker
#68. I watched her, waiting.
She smiled. Her lips curved up and the edges, and her chocolate eyes warmed.
I'd just admitted to stalking her, and she was smiling.
Stephenie Meyer
#69. That's one strength that Stevie has. She's really not a strong instrumentalist in any way. Her instrument is her voice and her words. And it keeps her focused on the very center of that.
Lindsey Buckingham
#70. All she had left of her old life and her old uncertainties was attacking familiar targets.
J.K. Rowling
#71. The horror of the Pit lay in the emergence from it, with the return of her will, her caring, and her feeling of the need for meaning before the return of meaning itself.
Joanne Greenberg
#73. Because sometimes that is the only way to remember what is in your bones. You must peel off your skin, and that of your mother, and her mother. Until there is nothing. No scar, no skin, no flesh.
-An-mei
Amy Tan
#74. He rubbed the spot over his chest that ached for Jessica. And her regard will never alter or diminish. She knows the worst there is to know about me, yet she loves me in spite of my mistakes. No ... I would say perhaps she loves me because of them; because of how they've shaped me.
Sylvia Day
#75. All Patsy Cline had to do was sing somebody else's song and her version would outsell theirs because it would be so good!
George Jones
#76. She absolutely believed in herself and her ability to find a guy who valued her as much as she valued him. In
Christopher Cortman
#77. Because somewhere along the way, a poison had infiltrated their relationship. Quiet and stealthy, it had eaten into the fabric of emotion that bound them until that fabric was threadbare ... and her wolf had withdrawn totally from the relationship.
Nalini Singh
#78. I fell in love with her courage, her sincerity, and her flaming self respect. And it's these things I'd believe in, even if the whole world indulged in wild suspicions that she wasn't all she should be. I love her and it is the beginning of everything.
F Scott Fitzgerald
#79. Her breathing hitched and his all but seized in his lungs for the want of her, the taste of her, the feel of her under his hands. His lips whispered against the curve of hers, where her cheek ended and her very sexy mouth began.
Vonnie Davis
#80. May Mary, who in the freedom of her 'Fiat' and her presence at the foot of the cross, offered to the world, Jesus, the Liberator, help us to find him in the Sacrament of the altar
Pope John Paul II
#81. another woman shouldn't know everything that goes on between a woman and her man.
Torica Tymes
#82. The pained way she pinched her back legs to her front and flagged her tail, and her little arsehole apertured and bulged, and then she squinted like a philosopher when she eliminated.
Lauren Groff
#83. As she stood before Aragorn she paused suddenly and looked upon him, and her eyes were shining. And he looked down upon her fair face and smiled; but as he took the cup, his hand met hers, and he knew that she trembled at the touch.
J.R.R. Tolkien
#84. Why not open the door, and open their arms, and close them again around each other? Did the not understand how, in the strange chemistry of human emotion, his suffering and her, mingled together, could... countervail each other?
Laini Taylor
#85. It was her work of art, her poem and her prayer, to repeat this story, low and precipitately, as if she were in the confessional. You felt that she came to it quite naturally, without transition, so completely did it posses her whenever they were alone.
Henri Barbusse
#86. 'Death at an Early Age' was about racial segregation in Boston. 'Illiterate America' was about grownups who can't read. 'Rachel and Her Children' was about people who were homeless in the middle of Manhattan.
Jonathan Kozol
#87. Except we were there, and I was in a vengeful mood. My cousin was still in Bebbanburg. Aethelhelm was trying to destroy my daughter and her husband. Constantin had humiliated me by driving me from my ancestral land. I had not seen Eadith, my wife, in a month. So someone had to suffer.
Bernard Cornwell
#88. ...but she shook the detective off and her moan revved up into a full-blown 1950's horror film shriek.
Richard Castle
#89. Eleanor Vance was thirty-two years old when she came to Hill House. The only person in the world she genuinely hated, now that her mother was dead, was her sister. She disliked her brother-in-law and her five-year-old niece, and she had no friends.
Shirley Jackson
#90. Materia had been just six when they docked in Sydney Harbour and her father said, 'Look. This is the New World. Anything is possible here.' She's been too young to realize that he was talking to her brother.
Ann-Marie MacDonald
#91. Chancellor said, 'She is concerned for your future.'
'She is concerned for her dog and her cat,' Lymond said. 'It is a Somerville failing.
Dorothy Dunnett
#92. The United States is not a nation based upon race, creed, or religion - we are a nation based upon our loyalty and allegiance to our country and her principles.
Jim Ryun
#93. So Lyra and her daemon turned away from the world they were born in, and looked toward the sun, and walked into the sky.
Philip Pullman
#94. She had reasons for believing that there was a young sister living, and her greatest desire was, to help that sister.
Charles Dickens
#95. Woman is determined not by her hormones or by mysterious instincts, but by the manner in which her body and her relation to the world are modified through the action of others than herself.
Simone De Beauvoir
#96. A good woman keeps her mind right and her body tight.
Habeeb Akande
#97. Then she smiled, recognizing me, like it realy hit her, and I never thought she could so much like an angel. She was glowing. And her radiance was breaking my heart.
Karina Halle
#98. And her old Uncle William used to say a lady is known by
her shoes and her gloves.
Virginia Woolf
#99. with her fog, her amphetamine, and her pearls ...
Bob Dylan
#100. I may want to sleep with Miss America, but I have no wish to hear her talk about herself and her family.
W. H. Auden
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