Top 100 Her Way Quotes
#1. Cinna slid down the bar, sassing three groomsmen and
winking at a fourth on her way.
"I totally get why some animals eat their young," Pepper said.
Jamie Farrell
#2. The man who never makes a mistake always takes orders from one who does. No man or woman who tries to pursue an ideal in his or her own way is without enemies.
Daisy Bates
#3. Ms. Scarlett always delivers hot, sexy alphas and this isn't any different. Holy smokes, is this ever HOT! Love her writing and the way she spins a story but adds the HOT factor. Her alphas are phenomenal! - JC
Scarlett Avery
#4. I have now lost my barrier between me and death; God grant I may live to be as well prepared for it, as I confidently believe her to have been! If the way to Heaven be through piety, truth, justice and charity, she is there.
Jonathan Swift
#5. Maya, having recently made her way through The Lord of the Rings trilogy, names it Bag End. "Because it looks as if a hobbit might live here." A.J. kisses his daughter on the forehead. He is delighted to have produced such a fantastic nerd.
Gabrielle Zevin
#6. I wouldn't tell Jill how I felt. I behaved in such a way that was opposite to how I felt. I must have seemed strong to her. I didn't want to bring her down.
Charles Bronson
#7. We're on the same wavelength. We're connected that way, even if I'm away from her.
Haruki Murakami
#8. She has these strange gray eyes that let me see all the way back to when her scorn shaped men's lives.
Greg Bear
#9. Finley hesitated. Maybe he'd move out of her way and let her pass.
Or a voice in her head whispered - her voice - you could kick his teeth in.
Kady Cross
#10. Maya wrapped one leg around him, writhing against him as she threaded her fingers through his hair and held him to her, urging him on.
"Never stop touching me that way," Maya rasped.
Sara Humphreys
#11. He caught her eye. 'And? I'm jealous-minded and I sleep with too many women.'
Fire's smile grew. 'Luckily for you, I loved you long before either of those things.'
'But you don't love me as much as I love you,' he said. 'Which is what's made me this way.
Kristin Cashore
#12. She loved him in a deep and singular way, almost as though God had crafted one heart in heaven, then split it between Holden's body and hers, fating her to a never-ending longing to be with him, or a fractional life without him. She
Katy Regnery
#13. Her professionalism aside, Nabisase's victory was rigged by an endomorph and a goblin standing in crabgrass, and she would never know it. There are so many lives decided this way.
Victor LaValle
#14. It's all about her. Every movement, every breath, the way my heart beats firecely inside my chest, is all because of her. Violet owns me.
Jessica Sorensen
#15. I want to find my way to where you are-you, the Kumiko who wants me to rescue her ... I wanted to let you know that. I'm getting closer to where you are, and I intend to get closer still.
Haruki Murakami
#16. With a grin, I told her, I'll have more than ten minutes' notice that this battle is coming. In that way, this might be the most prepared I've ever been.
Jennifer A. Nielsen
#17. She did not delude herself into expecting Francis to love her. He had never been taught how to love, but had an arresting way of looking pleased at Adah's achievements.
Buchi Emecheta
#18. I do know that when my children are older and telling their own children about their grandmother, they will be able to say that she stood in the storm ... and when the wind did not blow her way - - and it surely has not - - she adjusted her sails.
Elizabeth Edwards
#19. He chased after her. Needed to reach her, though he didn't know why. He was just sure in that certain senseless way of dreams.
Veronica Rossi
#20. I can't remember feeling this way ... since well, ever. It's new. It's scary. It's exciting. It's nerve-racking. It's calming. It's every single emotion I've ever felt balled up into an intense urge to grab hold of her and never let go.
Colleen Hoover
#21. In the unlikely event that she does escape me, I will inform you all. If you catch her, you are to detain her and return her to me." His eyes glowed like the fires of hell. "She is not to be harmed in any way, or so help you God, you will regret it until your last breath." *
Brooklyn Ann
#22. I not only couldn't read but often couldn't hear or understand what was being said to me - by the time I'd processed the beginning of a sentence, the teacher was well on her way through a second or third.
Philip Schultz
#23. She gritted her teeth. She was here with Sebastian, on her way to see a powerful warlock, and mentally she was maundering on about the way Jace smelled.
Cassandra Clare
#24. At night the sky was very near, sprawled in star smoke and gamma cataclysms, but she didn't see it the way she used to, as soul extension, dumb guttural wonder, a thing that lived outside language in the oldest part of her.
Don DeLillo
#25. I used to write things for friends. There was this girl I had a crush on, and she had a teacher she didn't like at school. I had a real crush on her, so almost every day I would write her a little short story where she would kill him in a different way.
Stephen Colbert
#26. Them. She's much too nice about it, but that's the way she is. Leslie almost said that that was why he loved her, but caught
Danielle Steel
#27. Yet because her needs and yearnings are real and pressing, she must find some way to express them: she puts into body what she cannot yet put into words. Her eating disorder serves as her voice, her attempt to express and meet her needs and desires without directly asking for anything.
Sheila M. Reindl
#28. Losing something she loved had ripped her open in a way she had not expected. The pain hurt, but the pain was right. The Order had wrought a galaxy in which good capitulated to evil, where human feelings - Aryn's feelings - were crushed under the weight of Jedi nonattachment.
Paul S. Kemp
#29. A woman who walks with God honors Him in the way she manages her home.
Elizabeth George
#30. Was it so wrong to relish the feeling anyway? To enjoy the way it lingered, leaving her with a wistful awareness, a pleasant unease, as if she had forgotten to do something? Yes, it probably was wrong. But she did not wish it away.
Julie Klassen
#31. I saw her note the way I hovered over the various ethnicities on the form. First the 'white' box, then to the airspace over the 'black' box, a kind of momentary hesitation, a protest of stillness, a staring into the abyss of everything I did not know about myself. She, like me, was made of halves.
Olivia Sudjic
#32. And I began walking. A thousand miles, or two, I would carry her all the way to Dalbreck if I had to. No one would pry her from my arms again.
Mary E. Pearson
#33. I love the way she projects two facets: a visible persona and a subterranean one. She keeps her thoughts to herself; she seems to suggest that her secret, inner life is at least as significant as the appearance she gives.
Francois Truffaut
#34. I do not make love, Miss Bennet," he had told her."I bonk. I have it off. I get my end way, I rodger, I boff.
William Codpiece Thwackery
#35. Should I tell her that I can't sleep, I can't eat and I miss talkin' to her? Or just sittin' with her? That I miss the secret way she smiles at me? That I constantly think about the way she smells, the taste of her mouth, the feel of her skin, and the sound of her laughter?
Lorelei James
#36. I couldn't remember the last time I'd seen her actually relax and sit still in a way that made it obvious she wasn't already thinking about the next six things she had to do, and maybe the six after that
Sarah Dessen
#38. Living too long in New York does that to a girl, gives her the false sense that the world is full of interesting people. Or at least people who are crazy in an interesting way. At
Maria Semple
#39. Since you couldn't be bothered to give me your name, I'll just tell Moira that an extra from the porno version of Something Wicked This Way Comes was looking for her.
Allison Pang
#40. The way Eli looked at her, my dad looked at the food.
Mona Simpson
#41. It was a strange staging for death, for the woman on the high bed was dying. Slowly, fighting every inch of the way with a grim tenacity, but indubitably dying. Her vital ardour had sunk below the mark from which it could rise again, and was now ebbing as water runs from a little crack in a pitcher.
John Buchan
#42. P.S. I'm going to throw an absolutely mind-blowing fact your way. I'm not kidding, either. The country of Uganda is obsessed with Celine Dion. They dedicate entire days to broadcasting her music. They love her that much. Five words. My. Heart. Will. Go. On. Yeah.
Fisher Amelie
#43. With no one to confide in, she'd held the argument inside her own head and naturally found a way to dissolve facts into concepts and concepts into explanations that in the end explained nothing at all.
Vincent H. O'Neil
#44. Yvette had never talked about her marriage - she was a smart girl, and she knew you had no right to complain about someone you got all the way to the altar with. You made that choice, even if you were a child when you did it, and the marriage vow was sacred.
Maile Meloy
#45. Everyone has his or her own way of learning things. His way isn't the same as mine, nor mine as his. But we're both in search of our destinies, and I respect him for that.
Paulo Coelho
#46. Aunt Helen Beck had many intentions about her death. She was about being dead the way some people are about being British - she wasn't, and it seemed she would never be, but it was clearly something she aspired to, since all the people she respected were.
Elizabeth McCracken
#47. In most groups the craziest person is in control. It starts because no one wants the problems that come from pissing off a crazy person. It's just smarter and easier sometimes to let the crazy person have his or her way.
Scott Adams
#48. Then there was a woman, in her mid-fifties about, who in almost every respect was perfectly normal. But this was the way with these people: in so many respects they were normal, there was just that one thing, that one terrible thing.
Daniel Wallace
#49. Nick's cell phone rings at ten A.M., and I can tell by his voice that it is Go. He sounds springy, boyish, the way he always does when he talks to her. The way he used to sound with me. He heads into the bedroom and shuts
Gillian Flynn
#50. First, though, she had to go back out there and smile at everyone. Fake her way through the rest of the night and another three days. Pretend to still be normal.
When she was pretty sure she never had been.
Robin Talley
#51. The impulse came to her clairvoyantly, and she obeyed without a sign of hesitation. Deeper comprehension would come to her of the whole awful puzzle. And come it did, yet not in the way she imagined and expected.
Algernon Blackwood
#52. With a slow smile, she brought her gaze back to Kyle's as she reached behind and unhooked her bra.
"Need some help with that?" he asked.
"I have had plenty of practice."
"Yeah, well, I could do with the extra practice. Takes way too long to get those things off.
J.A. Belfield
#53. Levi shouldn't get to make her feel this way - he shouldn't even have access to her chest. Levi wasn't her boyfriend. He wasn't family. She didn't choose him.
Rainbow Rowell
#54. If she's going to win, we need a plan." Her smile was diabolical, and I grinned with her. I'd never met anyone as organized as these girls. If I had them, there was no way I could lose.
Kiera Cass
#55. Which means that in order to defeat her, I have to think of a way to defeat myself. And how can I be a better fighter than myself, if she knows the same strategies I know, and is exactly as resourceful and clever as I am?
Veronica Roth
#56. Sonia lives her life fully. If she dies tomorrow, she'll die happy. If she lives the way you want her to live, she'll die miserable. So leave her alone, okay?
Sonia Sotomayor
#57. Woman cannot survive on droplets, she requires waves to regularly crash over her shores as the moon gives way to the sun...
Virginia Alison
#58. I was in no way ready when my daughter was born. But I want to be a good father to her.
El DeBarge
#59. Virtue rejects facility to be her companion. She requires a craggy, rough and thorny way.
Michel De Montaigne
#60. I had to face: I had chosen. My choice, this was love. I had chosen I think the way out of the chains of the cage. I needed this woman. Without her to choose over myself, there was only pain and not choosing, rolling drunkenly and making fantasies of death.
David Foster Wallace
#61. Or maybe, he thought now, he just didn't recognize all those other girls. The way a computer drive will spit out a disk if it doesn't recognize the formatting.
When he touched Eleanor's hand, he recognized her. He knew.
Rainbow Rowell
#62. [May] understood people and she let them be whatever way they needed to be. She had faith in every single person she ever met, and this never failed her, for nobody ever disappointed May. Seems people knew she saw the very best of them, and they'd turn that side to her to give her a better look.
Cynthia Rylant
#63. Iko grunted in a most unladylike way, drawing everyone's gaze to her. I get stabbed and she gets to marry Kai. That just figures.
Marissa Meyer
#64. But as a matter of strict fact, did Agnes have any "maternal" in her? When she set her mouth that way, it was hard to see it. Oh shucks, all women had maternal instincts; science had proved that. Well, hadn't they?
Robert A. Heinlein
#65. Rowan knew it was now possible to look directly at Zandra, Zandra the Princess of Jupiter, the one he had loved all his life. He reached out to take her hand. True, he was covered all over with scars and scratches and stitches, but then, in a way, so was she. The end.
Phoebe Stone
#66. Sometimes,
I doubt the courage
My bones are made of
And then,
A breath finds her way in
And her way out
The half-way-almost-full moon
Smiles down;
My heart sighs
And quietly whispers:
I remember.
Bryonie Wise
#67. I remember her smile and her laugh when I was my best self and she looked at me like I could do no wrong and was whole. I remember how she looked at me the same way even when I wasn't.
Jennifer Niven
#68. He caught his breath, not because of her bedraggled appearance, but rather because of the way she stood, so straight and tall. Courageous.
Jan Moran
#69. The techs tell him the girl on the other side of the glass hasn't said a word since they brought her in. It doesn't surprise him at first, not with the traumas she's been through, but watching her now from behind the one-way mirror, he starts
Dot Hutchison
#70. I have people calling me cute. Like I'm a fucking puppy!" she sneered at me, pushing me aside in order to continue on her way. "I am Melody Giovanni Callahan, cute is not the adjective used to describe me!
J.J. McAvoy
#71. she lived with hurricane eyes and fell in love with the way the waves collapsed against her cheeks.
Christopher Poindexter
#72. She stood in the storm, and when the wind did not blow her way, she adjusted her sails.
Elizabeth Edwards
#73. He stared at her the way folks stare at a rainbow, taking in all that unexpected beauty, not wanting to look away in case it might disappear.
Shannon Wiersbitzky
#74. Some people consider the way Shakespeare was writing about Ophelia as erotomania-that she was delusional in thinking that Hamlet was in love with her. But I don't think so.
Jack White
#75. No mother's nightmarish valley is so dark that Jesus cannot bear her burdens the whole way through.
Gloria Furman
#76. Her secret? Loving her own life. Finding the things that came her way of immense interest and animating them. No matter what was going on, it was great to be her, starring in her own true-life adventure.
Karen Karbo
#77. Michael had once read to her how God had cast a man and woman out of paradise. Yet, for all their human faults and failures. God had shown them the way back in.
Francine Rivers
#78. Anya, the minor goddess of Anarchy? A woman who had more balls than most men - because she'd cut them off the guys stupid enough to get in her way and kept them as souvenirs.
Gena Showalter
#79. Her forehead was unlined in the way of the recently embalmed and her smile resembled that of someone undergoing electroshock.
Dennis Lehane
#80. Gotta get a tight grip, don't slip, loose lips, sank ships, it's a trip, I love the way she licks her lips.
Tupac Shakur
#81. From the floor, I see the tops of the Philadelphia skyline out of her window. Staring at it, I realize that the night sky isn't really black, which is the way I've always thought of it. It's actually a dark shade of blue, the darkest possible.
Siobhan Vivian
#82. If he didn't like the way she did things, he was free to do them different - but he never did them different. He just fussed at her.
Larry McMurtry
#83. She liked to be near him now that she had thought of a way to prove to him that life had taught her to understand and love him.
Glenway Wescott
#84. His female didn't belong in this foul place. And since he belonged with her, then neither did he. He didn't care what he had to do, he'd find a way to get her home.
Kresley Cole
#85. It is only in pain that a woman is capable of rising above mediocrity. Her resistance to pain is infinite; one can use and abuse it without any fear that she will die, as long as some childish physical cowardice or some religious hope keeps her from the suicide that offers her a way out.
Colette
#86. There used to be a middle way, too, when her attention was focused but vast, and time felt like a limpid pool, ringed by sunlit ferns. An underground spring fed the pool from deep below, creating a gentle current of words that bubbled up, while on the surface, breezes shimmered and played.
Ruth Ozeki
#87. Somehow, some way, she had to be alive. A world without her carefree laughter didn't seem worth living in. A world that couldn't see her lovely smile wasn't worth saving.
Tiana Dalichov
#88. Are you really going to go all the way to Helsinki to see her without getting in touch first? All the way across the Arctic Circle?" "Is that too weird?" She laughed. " 'Bold' is the word I'd use for it." "I feel like things will work out better that way. Just intuition, of course.
Haruki Murakami
#89. I'm uncontrollably in love with Vivian. In such a short amount of time she's infiltrated my thoughts, cast a spell over my body, and wormed her way into the deepest part of my heart. A day without her would feel like a lifetime without breath, an eternity without light.
Jewel E. Ann
#90. I say to my mother all the time, 'You're the child.' And she says, 'Yeah, you're the mother.' I've been that way with her since I was 11.
Kristy McNichol
#91. Perhaps you could find a way to prudently follow your instincts?"
Morrigan put her arm around Birkita and squeezed. "I'm eighteen. Nothing I do is prudent."
Birkita sighed. "That is what worries me.
P.C. Cast
#92. I know that I'll move on, I tell myself I'll find me something better
I'll let go and just forget her
She was no good for me
Deep down I know that's the way it has to be so
How come I still can't open this letter
I can't forget her...
James Morrison
#93. The men in the room suddenly realized that they did not want to know her better. She was beautiful, but she was beautiful in the way a forest fire was beautiful: something to be admired from a distance, not up close.
And she held her sword, and she smiled like a knife.
Terry Pratchett
#94. She didn't know if she cried for what she'd lost as a teenager, or for the confused tangle of emotions inside her now. Either way, Mike telling her that he was sorry against the top of her head was the only answer that made any sense.
Lauren Gilley
#95. When I look up, I'm surprised to find myself in front of the old building. My feet must have gone on autopilot. I'm like one of those African elephants that finds her way home, no matter how far she's roamed.
Meg Medina
#96. In the next few years I'd love to play a female version of Doctor Who. I know exactly how I would play her - she would be crafty in a clever kind of way.
Billie Piper
#97. And she had the magic I had never come across all my life. A minute with her messed up my mind and heart in a way that all the theories of right and wrong didn't matter anymore. All of a sudden opening my arms to the storm seemed a better choice, than dancing under the rainbows.
Akshay Vasu
#98. They talked trees from morning till night. It stirred in her the old subconscious trail of dread, a trail that led ever into the darkness of big woods; and such feelings, as her early evangelical training taught her, were temptings. To regard them in any other way was to play with danger.
Algernon Blackwood
#99. William glanced at her sword. His upper lip rose, showing her his teeth. My, my, Lord Bill, what big fangs you have. That was all right. She wasn't Red Riding Hood, she wasn't scared, and her grandmother could curse his ass so hard, he wouldn't know which way was up for a week.
Ilona Andrews
#100. someone else, bore its way in and feed off that mind too. Even the cute little student mincing along in her flowery dress, the shuffling old fella with his shuffling spaniel, they look Ebola-lethal. I don't know what the fuck is wrong with me. Maybe I'm getting the flu.
Tana French
