Top 76 Hovered Quotes
#1. All your life an unattainable ecstasy has hovered just beyond the grasp of your consciousness. The day is coming when you will wake to find, beyond all hope, that you have attained it, or else, that it was within your reach and you have lost it forever.
C.S. Lewis
#2. Today he'd intentionally wandered too far. Wandered away from those who hovered around him like flies to a carcass.
Renee Ahdieh
#3. time flowed by like a black river that I watched from a stationary point on some undefined shore. I hovered above everything, clung to nothing, and regarded the world and its inhabitants as figments of a fleeting and pointless dream. The
Matt Cardin
#4. He dropped my fingers and planted his palms on the counter, one on either side of me. He kept them close enough that his arms were brushing my ribs as he hovered over me. His blue eyes locked on mine, the serious gaze deepening. I want to know if you want to. Will you go to the movies with me?
C.L.Stone
#5. For a time I hovered in that peaceful dreamland where nothing at all works properly but everything is okay.
William Giraldi
#6. In beauty of face no maiden ever equaled her. It was the radiance of an opium-dream - an airy and spirit-lifting vision more wildly divine than the fantasies which hovered about the slumbering souls of the daughters of Delos.
Edgar Allan Poe
#7. Jessie reached for 'Ten Bright Ideas to Light Up Your Sales'. It was on her bedside table, right next to 'Charlotte's Web'. Jessie's hand hovered. She looked longingly at Wilbur and Fern watching Charlotte hanging b a thread.
But this was war, and she couldn't stop to read for fun.
Jacqueline Davies
#8. Insanity hovered close at hand, like an eager waiter at an expensive restaurant.
Arundhati Roy
#9. Despair hovered over the land like a plague. They had watched their parents lose their businesses, their farms, their jobs, their hopes. They had learned to accept a future that played out one day
Tom Brokaw
#10. Without a torch, I stumbled along the paths. The night was dismal. A partial moon hovered bitter and white on the horizon. It was the perfect night for murder.
Kimberley Griffiths Little
#11. The room hovered around me with great gentleness, as if the chairs and the tables and the walls were withholding their weight out of sympathy for my sudden frailty.
Sylvia Plath
#12. She licked her parched lips, moistening them, preparing them. "You could lose your job."
"You could be expelled."
"It's unethical."
"Dangerous."
His mouth hovered only millimeters over hers. "We doing this?"
She hooked her arms around his neck. "God yes.
Shelly Bell
#13. Pale and pinched-up faces hovered about the windows where was tempting food; hungry eyes wandered over the profusion guarded by one thin sheet of brittle glass
an iron wall to them; half-naked shivering figures stopped to gaze at Chinese shawls and golden stuffs of India.
Charles Dickens
#14. It seemed as though Margaret hovered near Alice, aware of Alice when Alice didn't seem to be aware of Margaret.
Tracy Kidder
#15. The idea hovered and shimmered delicately, like a soap bubble, and she dared not even look at it directly in case it burst. But she was familiar with the way of ideas, and she let it shimmer, looking away, thinking about something else.
Philip Pullman
#16. My heart swelled, causing my chest to ache and breathing to become nearly impossiple. Paralyzed by her beaty, i hovered over her. She was no nymph, but a goddess.
Katie McGarry
#18. His eyes moved over me, but hovered mostly on my face. That was almost worse. Who am I without this? I thought. Without the seduction I wear like armor, without my bravado and cocksure confidence? Am I really just a little girl under it all?
Leah Raeder
#19. I looked out into the dead garden. Against the fading light, my shadow hovered in the glass, looking into the dead room. What did she make of us? I wondered. What did she think of our attempts to persuade ourselves that this was life and that we were really living it?
Diane Setterfield
#20. But when the next time approached for the full moon, I began to be aware of a strange, malicious influence. An atmosphere of horror hovered in the air and I was aware of inexplicable, uncanny impulses.
Robert E. Howard
#21. The problem with wanting," he whispered, his mouth trailing along my jaw until it hovered over my lips, "is that it makes us weak.
Leigh Bardugo
#22. As the two of us - past self, my present self - hovered over her bed, I could see each cruel damage written across her skin, beneath her eyes, down into her bones. She was no longer the way she wanted to be remembered. She was already more breath than body.
David Levithan
#23. The SUV was the only car moving. Josh had his foot pressed flat to the floor, and the needle on the speedometer hovered close to eighty. He was becoming more comfortable with the controls - he hadn't hit anything for at least a minute.
Michael Scott
#24. The future hovered in front of her, and she rode Cruise towards it, her hands steady on the reins and her head among the clouds.
Kate Lattey
#25. Then she went to Damon.
He was still lying where he had fallen. The ghosts had passed over him, taking no notice of him. Elena's brightness hovered over him, one shining hand reaching to touch his hair. Then she bent and kissed the dark head on the ground.
L.J.Smith
#26. He knew that again now. Hennessey's death had opened to Croft vistas of such omnipotence that he was afraid to consider it directly. All day the fact hovered about his head, tantalizing him with odd dreams and portents of power.
Norman Mailer
#27. Like a lost satellite, I hovered around your orbit, with the knowledge that at anytime I might fall into your gravitational pull and willingly burn into your atmosphere.
A.J. Garces
#28. Nothing is what you imagine. Her mind hovered above this simple and alarming thought. The variables were too great, the particularities too distinct, life a flood of translations from the shadow-edged yearnings of the heart to the immutable aspects of the physical world.
Elizabeth Strout
#29. Came of age in the Great Depression, when economic despair hovered over
Tom Brokaw
#30. A name could be either a ghost or a portent depending on which side of time you were standing. The name Whaletown had become a mere specter of the past, a crepuscular Pacific shimmer, but the name Desolation Sound still hovered in the liminal space and felt to her both oracular and haunted.
Ruth Ozeki
#31. Love is fragile
she was thinking
but perhaps the pieces are saved, the things that hovered on lips, that might have been said. The new love-words, the tenderness learned, and treasured up for the next lover.
F Scott Fitzgerald
#32. My thoughts hovered over all varieties of mortal edible, and finally settled on a porterhouse steak and a quart of bitter with a welsh rabbit to follow. In longing hopelessly for these dainties I fell asleep.
John Buchan
#33. More than that, though, it gained a definite spiritual chill. Malevolent energy hovered around us, slow and thick like half-frozen honey. There was a gloating, miserly quality to it, bringing to my mind images of old Smaug lying in covetous slumber upon his bed of treasure.
Jim Butcher
#34. Like a lost satellite, I hovered close to your orbit, knowing that at any moment I might succumb to your gravitational pull and willingly burn inside your atmosphere.
A.J. Garces
#35. Didn't go in, just hovered outside like homeless person because (a) place was too small and Detta would have spotted me, and (b) once you're through doors of shop like that, if you try to leave without buying anything, they shoot you in the back with sniper's rifle.
Marian Keyes
#36. A protest meeting on the issue of environmental abuse is not a convocation of accusers, it is a convocation of the guilty. The realization ought to clear the smog of self-righteousness that has always conventionally hovered over these occasions, and let us see the work that is to be done.
Wendell Berry
#37. As happens sometimes, a moment settled and hovered and remained for much more than a moment. And sound stopped and movement stopped for much, much more than a moment.
John Steinbeck
#38. If the sky, by sinister alchemy, or diabolical prestidigitation, transformed into a mirror of the mother sea, the primordial cradle; and if leviathans swam that breadth and hovered, softly undulating over the teaming habitations of the globe, feasting; what should you wear?
Laird Barron
#39. Rosa Hubermann was sitting on the edge of the bed with her husband's accordion tied to her chest. Her fingers hovered above the keys. She did not move. She didn't ever appear to be breathing.
Markus Zusak
#40. We set off towards the square, where a knot of old folks hovered around the local pigeon community, their lives reduced to a ritual of spreading crumbs and waiting.
Carlos Ruiz Zafon
#41. It occurs to him that there are different versions of himself to farewell - the abandoned eight-year-old; the delusional soldier who hovered somewhere in hell; the lightkeeper who dared to leave his heart undefended. Like Russian dolls, these lives sit within him.
M.L. Stedman
#42. What a cunning mixture of sentiment, pity, tenderness, irony surrounds adolescence, what knowing watchfulness! Young birds on their first flight are hardly so hovered around.
Georges Bernanos
#43. The wood lay still. The air throbbed with insects, and flies hovered and disappeared and hovered. Meadowsweet grew in a mist of flowers, and the sun glinted on the threads of caterpillars which hung from the trees as thick as rain. "By," said Gwyn, "there's axiomatic.
Alan Garner
#44. The deer hovered by the trees beyond as the sounds of the ravening wolves came to them across the grass, their own senses almost frozen in impotent horror.
David Clement-Davies
#45. Above me I saw something I did not believe at first. Well above the haze layer of the earth's atmosphere were additonal faint thin bands of blue, sharply etched against the dark sky. They hovered over the earth like a succession of halos.
David G. Simons
#46. The cows hovered over the mountain
Creating a huge pooping fountain
Tom Watson
#47. Strider hovered over the scope and slammed his eye on it before jumping back with a hand over the squinting eye. That bloody thing is dangerous.
Tess Oliver
#48. On one of these occasions, suddenly there hovered around the top of the rock a brightness of unequaled clearness and color, which, in increasingly smaller circles thickened, was the enchanting figure of the beautiful Lore.
Mark Twain
#50. Lucid and quiet his voice hovered above the listeners, like a light, like a starry sky.
Hermann Hesse
#51. All about us the earth steamed; mists rose up toward heaven like clouds of incense; a shattered rainbow still hovered in the air.
Leopold Von Sacher-Masoch
#52. I had the feeling I'd just found something I didn't even know I'd lost. We hovered above the moment like two rain clouds, until I said: Don't swear off all fruit just because you ate one bad apple.
Tiffanie DeBartolo
#53. The death of a real deer at my hands was just a vaporous, remote presence that hovered over the figure of the paper deer forty-five yards away at target six of our archery range, as I tried to hit the heart-lung section marked out in heavy black.
James Dickey
#54. No matter how hard she tried to concentrate on something else, to pass the time and to distract her from the situation she was in, the fear came trickling out. It hovered like a cloud of gas around her, threatening to penetrate her pores and poison her.
Stieg Larsson
#55. ...it seemed hope's glimmer always hovered in the distance, no matter how long one journeyed towards it without success.
Kate Morton
#56. What you should be asking yourself," he said, indicating Mr. Wong with a nod as the departed man hovered in my corner, "is why a being that ungodly powerful is hanging out in your apartment.
Darynda Jones
#57. 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
#58. The Hummer hovered there a second, and then flipped over the second vehicle. Through the air it tipped over and over
something was flung from one of the windows, perhaps a person.
Seatbelts save lives.
Jennifer L. Armentrout
#59. Her voice froze on the second word, like a feather taking off in a sudden draft. Then it cooed and hovered and soared and eddied and the silent invitation of a smile picked delicately at the corners of her lips, very slowly, like a child trying to pick up a snowflake.
Raymond Chandler
#60. He was breathing a little faster himself, his heart pounding as he leaned in a tiny bit more. He hovered just shy of her lips before braving the final space between them and pressing his mouth to hers. He knew immediately from the first taste of her that one tiny kiss wasn't going to be enough.
Cat Johnson
#61. It was morning; through the high window I saw the pure, bright blue of the sky as it hovered cheerfully over the long roofs of the neighboring houses. It too seemed full of joy, as if it had special plans, and had put on its finest clothes for the occasion.
Herman Hesse
#62. Say something to it!" Alex elbowed her brother. "What am I supposed to say? I don't speak ghost!" The spirit stopped and hovered a few feet in front of them.
Chris Colfer
#63. We'd slipped beyond the real world and hovered where darkness and light made love to create the colors in the universe.
Adrienne Wilder
#64. For the next several minutes we forgot about scones and lollipops and SATs and politicians and the Secret Service and hovered in a blissful place, population of two - Max and me. When I was kissing Max, the rest of the world, and all my problems faded away.
Cassidy Calloway
#65. This figure, which I had so vaguely, idly, noticed before was now utterly changed in my eyes. The whole world was its background. And between me and it there hovered, perhaps for the last time, the vision of a slim long-legged girl with gleaming thighs. I ran.
Iris Murdoch
#66. Back in the early 1960s, when I was eight or nine. Some neighborhood boys and I saw a disc-shaped, windowless object that hovered, silent, then simply vanished. My parents said, "That's very nice" and ignored it, but I knew what I'd seen, and it was life-changing.
Steven M. Greer
#67. It was an itinerary for an alternate life. If things had gone according to my wife's vision, yesterday she would have hovered near me as I read this poem, watching me expectantly, the hope emanating from her like a fever: *Please get this. Please get me.*
Gillian Flynn
#68. Dawson sprang off the bed, but his feet never touched the floor beside it. He hovered, staring down at himself. He was glowing.
Like in full motherfreaking alien mode up in her house, in her bedroom.
Jennifer L. Armentrout
#69. The sun was shining with the kind of brilliant, silvery light you sometimes find in the middle of a truly beautiful day; an almost imperceptible iridescent mist hovered in the air and all the fresh colours of June were intensified, looked richer and softer, as if reflected through a prism.
Irene Nemirovsky
#70. His lips hovered near my ear as he sang to me in that beautiful gravel of a voice, In my arms I hold the only thing that matters ... in my arms I hold the entire world ... in my arms is my heart and soul.
Cassandra Giovanni
#71. He'd never seen a more miserable gown. The color hovered in some purgatory between raincloud and ditchwater and it looked as if the pieces of it were cut to a pattern of indifference, then stitched with resentment.
Jayne Fresina
#72. This is all for the sake of the House, he told himself, but behind his resolve he sensed, indistinctly, a certain effort at self-vindication, and the awareness hovered there like a barely perceptible halo around the moon.
Ryunosuke Akutagawa
#73. Later in the morning Miranda opened her wardrobe and found it full of clammy ghosts that hovered around her body when she put them on. The cold trickled down in the gaps between the material and her chest. Scarecrow girl. She felt proud and nauseous, chosen and moulded by hands that froze.
Helen Oyeyemi
#74. I've always hovered above their stories, nodding in sympathy and thinking how foolish they are, these women, to let these things happen, how undisciplined. And now to be one of them! One of the women with the endless stories that make people nod sympathetically and think: Poor dumb bitch.
Gillian Flynn
#75. Another silence as the heat in the engine room hovered just upside of comfortable. Then, You're ... rather handsome, Captain Thorne.
Marissa Meyer
#76. The chopper made a wide circle and came back around, hovered for a few seconds over him and moved forward. Nothing. "Shit," he yelled. Knowing he'd fucked up. He was their eyes. He was supposed to see everything. Sweat
A.E. Via
