Top 100 Leaned On Quotes
#1. Amber leaned into Gavin. Could it be that simple? Could love be the glue that keeps us on the path of righteousness?
"Love is always the answer.
Catherine Bybee
#2. I had always choreographed a little, beginning in high school. And I leaned toward choreography. I always had an overview of what was going on.
Patricia Birch
#3. He balled up my discarded sweatshirt and put it against his shoulder. "Go on," he said. "I don't bite." "And from what I hear, that's a good thing." He gave a rumbling chuckle. "Yeah, it is." I leaned against his shoulder.
Kelley Armstrong
#4. You don't return your phone calls." The vampire leaned forward, tapping my doodle with a scimitar claw. "Is that a lion with horns and a pitchfork?"
"Yep."
"Is he carrying the moon on his pitchfork?"
"No, it's a pie. What can I do for Atlanta's premier Master of the Dead?
Ilona Andrews
#5. Good girls earn good things." She let my jaw go, her eyes going beyond me toward Benny's house, then coming back to me. "Let yourself have good things." "It's not right," I told her quietly. "Know one thing on God's beautiful earth, and that is" - she leaned into me - "love is never wrong.
Kristen Ashley
#6. I leaned my head on the back of the wooden chair and looked over at his handsome profile, all alight in the glow of the fire. For a second he looked like a God, maybe of the Sun, all golden and beautiful, his own magnificence outdoing that of the dancing flames.
Mia Sheridan
#7. Helen, beloved of the goddess of love, went downstairs to crawl into her empty bed as Lucas, the son of the sun, leaned back on his elbows and watched his father-god brighten the bare wooden planks of her widow's walk.
Josephine Angelini
#8. Katie leaned forward conspiratorially. Oh, sweetie, I just said that because Alice is an old bag. You go after Devon. The man is fine. I don't blame you for changing your look for a shot at that. When the pool about you two gets going at Petie's Pub, I'm putting my money on you.
Susan Meier
#9. Being able to lean on someone else . . . maybe that was brave. I mean, if you leaned on someone, you had to trust that they wouldn't let you fall.
Holly Jacobs
#10. Harry leaned forward. You put your penis on the page.
Hanif Kureishi
#11. He smiled at me shyly and took a step closer. I froze, heart pounding, as he put one hand on my cheek and leaned toward me. I swallowed, gazing up at him with what I hoped was an expectant (and not alarmed) expression. He bent his head toward mine and ...
J.M. Richards
#12. He leaned heavily on the desk now, as if danger had strengthened him before and its lack now made him weak.
Kristin Cashore
#13. "Specifically, Hercules. Yes, the strong man often is perceived as an oaf. Light on the brain cells, heavy on the the biceps."
Cole leaned over and said under his breath, "We all know someone like that, don't we?
Brodi Ashton
#14. His excitement was adorable. I couldn't resist. I leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. -Hazel Grace Lancaster, The Fault In Our Stars
John Green
#15. Maybe you should just take it off up in my room and I can help you get dry." He leaned in, his full lips right on my ear. "Or make you wetter.
Magan Vernon
#16. He strained to say something else. I leaned toward him. He focused on me. "Rape," he promised. "Many, many times. Until you bleed ... "
"I'm so flattered.
Ilona Andrews
#17. He leaned in and kissed her, because now that he knew he could, he planned on kissing her every chance he got.
Lauren Myracle
#18. Jake leaned on the horn, swearing loudly. Gina covered her eyes. Doc flung his arms around me, burying his face in my lap, and Dopey, to my great surprise, began to scream like a girl, very close to my ear ...
Meg Cabot
#19. I went back to my own innocent little chores and sat in my office as the fall drew imperceptibly on and the earth leaned on its axis and shouldered the spot I occupied a little out of the direct, billowing, crystalline, consuming blaze of the enormous sun.
Robert Penn Warren
#20. Here in the sub-Sahara, it seemed that the weaker people were, the harder they had to lean on God - and the harder they leaned on him, the greater their joy.
Joni Eareckson Tada
#21. Smitty leaned forward, resting his arms on this raised knees. "I am fixin' to get mad, Jessie.
"You're fixin' to get mad?"
"Yeah."
"Why don't you just get mad?"
"I'm not there yet. But I will be if you don't start talking to me."
Smitty to Jessie Ann
Shelly Laurenston
#22. He leaned forward, elbows on his knees, and cracked his knuckles, the subterranean light of the television playing over his bony face; for a moment I almost felt sorry for him, and I was about to ask whether he'd taken heroin to replace the self-worth that society hadn't given him [ ... ]
Paul Murray
#23. There was something in her attitude, in her whole appearance when she leaned her head against the high-backed chair and spread her arms, which suggested the regal woman, the one who rules, who looks on, who stands alone.
Kate Chopin
#24. Broke my femur on a cruise with my wife in Italy. I'd walked back to my cabin after dinner with half a plate of spaghetti when I leaned in to open the door. Turns out it was already open, so I fell flat on my face like something from the Keystone Kops.
Art Donovan
#25. I can't take anymore heartbreak," I confessed on a broken whisper.
"Then it's a good thing I'm not going to break your heart." He leaned down and pressed a kiss to my lips.
Rachel Higginson
#26. Down on my knees again. Worship isn't enough."
Peter leaned forward and rubbed his forehead against Charlie's. "I'm going to like this," he murmured. "Daily services. Hourly services.
Gordon Merrick
#27. He pulled her toward him and gathered her in his arms as his hand lovingly cradled the back of her neck. She stopped breathing as he leaned down - ohmigod, the Adonis was about to kiss her - and planted the softest, most sensual kiss on her lips.
Time stood still on the busy Chicago street.
Jennifer Lane
#28. He leaned down and ran his tongue over one side of my face, licking the wetness away. "The sweetest flavor on my tongue is your tears." He pulled back slightly, his face so close, his warm breath brushing along my cheek. "And you'll give me more of them, so much more before our time is done, Sofia.
Jenika Snow
#29. Well I took her over to a soda fountain over on Bo's She had an Ice Cream Sundae and a hot cup of Jo She leaned way back just to straighten up her hose Well the ice cream melted and the coffee froze.
Gene Vincent
#30. It was completely unprofessional to speak about your boss like that to someone who wasn't a trusted friend or family member you leaned on for the requisite boss-venting.
Mimi Jean Pamfiloff
#31. Trev, remember when I told you about the one thing I missed from my life before I met you?"
Kegan dropped his forearms onto his bent knees, leaned his forehead on them.
"You just met her.
Sherri Desbois
#32. I have had to make do. Whose eyes had he been looking into, all those years? Cristina wondered as she leaned forward. She didn't know why she did it, exactly; maybe it was the way his eyes stayed fixed on hers, as if he couldn't imagine anything more fascinating than looking at her.
Cassandra Clare
#33. Philosophy, that leaned on Heaven before,
Shrinks to her second cause, and is no more.
Alexander Pope
#34. You're like this frosting." She swiped another swirl of it on her finger, stood and leaned forward to touch it to his bottom lip. "Pretty, momentarily pleasurable, but with no real substance or sustenance.
Tracey Alvarez
#35. Tarnelius leaned forward to give her a chaste peck on the lips.
"That's all I get?"
"Yes, that's all you get until you make the bond with me," Tarnelius said, smiling.
"That's blackmail."
"Hmm, so it is. I can live with that.
D.S. Schmeckpeper
#36. I have a question to ask you." Beth stretched one arm across the back of the seat, hoping she looked provocative. "And what is that, husband?" Ian leaned down, his body hemming her in. His large fists rested on the seat back behind her. "Do I love you?
Jennifer Ashley
#37. Frankly, the trouble with winter is, it is all backbone. It is fleshless, insensate, with neither a breast to be leaned on nor a heart to love and ache and, if need be, break, nor any kindly hand to fondle and caress like a sea-wave on a sunny shore half asleep.
William Alfred Quayle
#38. Ahmed turned, and leaned into him. Kissed him on the mouth again.
"I'm pretty fucked up," Eshe said.
"It's a good thing I'm perfect, then.
Kameron Hurley
#39. He leaned on the counter and answered, "Simon Hunt's sex line. What's your dirtiest fantasy?
Dannika Dark
#40. What are you doing here?"
"Came to inadvertently insult you some more apparently. Who knew?"
Instead of being amused, which was what he'd been hoping for, she narrowed her gaze on him. "I really don't like you."
Fang leaned forward to smirk. "You're really not supposed to.
Sherrilyn Kenyon
#41. And what about the piranhas?"
"I doubt the fishies'll snack on anything critical." He leaned in to murmur at her ear, "They only go for small prey.
Kresley Cole
#42. Drink [the shot of tequila], Mia." He repeated, quietly, using my name this time. He leaned in close to me so that I could feel the heat of his body. "Believe me," His eyes locked on mine and in a hoarse voice he whispered, "you're going to want to be drunk for what I'm going to do to you tonight.
Donya Petrock
#43. She leaned in, a tip she had read today on HuffPo's Love & Sex section. Boobs out, smile wide, voice low.
Being sexy was exhausting.
Kate Meader
#44. Guinea pigs are practically synonymous with experiments. Lab rats have become the workhorses of modern medicine. Genetics owes a huge debt to the humble fruit fly. There's almost no branch of the life sciences, in fact, that hasn't leaned heavily on one animal or another.
Sam Kean
#45. Sabrina leaned in and pressed her lips to Puck's. There was a little static shock that startled her and she stepped back with her hands on her mouth.
Michael Buckley
#46. When he leaned in to kiss me, the future swirled before me, bright as sunlight on creek water.
Heather Day Gilbert
#47. The migraine angel leaned hard on my shoulder and belched into my face.
Hilary Mantel
#48. You probably think I'm a floosy," she went on.
"A floosy?" he whispered back, and chuckled. "First off, I love that you said 'floosy.' Second, you're crazy. I hope you kiss me like that again." He leaned in close. "And again and again.
S. Walden
#49. You and nuts," he mused. "In your coffee, on your ice cream ... " He leaned in and added, "In your mouth.
Ella Frank
#50. And as I touched his cheek and his hand tightened on my waist, I leaned forward to kiss him again, knowing as I did that something was ending while something else had already begun -Andie
Morgan Matson
#51. Male prostitutes? Why should women pay for it when men will do it to them for free anytime they ask?" The other detective leaned over and whispered in his ear for a few seconds, and then it dawned on the poor dumb bastard what I meant.
E.R. White Jr.
#52. I'm sorry I can't do more. But happy birthday, Sadie.
He leaned forward and kissed me on the lips.
Rick Riordan
#53. Holiday leaned her elbows on her desk. "You can't find one thing that points to his guilt."
"He slept with your sister!" Burnett roared.
"Guilty of murder, not of being a piece of shit.
C.C. Hunter
#54. The girl leaned forward and kissed Thomas on the cheek. You're sweet. I really hope we don't end up killing you, at least.
James Dashner
#55. The Gasman leaned over and examined the tangled pile of stereo guts spread out on the kitchen table. "It looks like a robot came in here and threw up," he observed
James Patterson
#56. I leaned on him for support when I got out of the cab, and he just crumpled to the ground. That's how we found out.
Mickey Mantle
#57. After I got my coffee, I leaned against a stop sign and sipped, pretending it was a normal day and I was only up this early so that I could go running and not because I'd just been on a killing spree.
Augusten Burroughs
#58. Me mum always told me the rich was blessed, but I thought she was talkin' about gold." She leaned over to cackle in his ear, then actually patted him on the head as if he was some slavering lapdog. "You might have escaped the gallows, lad, but you was already well hung.
Teresa Medeiros
#59. He leaned forward and bit her bottom lip. It was just the right size. He hated women with thin, judgmental lips. Smeared with dark red lipstick. Stingy and manipulative. Bev's mouth looked ripe and vulnerable. He sucked on that soft lower lip for a few seconds.
Penny Watson
#60. Confused, I asked, "The coven's what?"
"Plumber," Ivy said, looking pale as she leaned on Glenn. "You know. Stops leaks?"
Oh goodie. I'm a leak.
Kim Harrison
#61. People always hate those they rely on. I should know. As Mark spoke, I held his hand fast, leaned against him, smiled for the cameras in the circle of his protection, and I could not imagine hating anyone more.
Sarah Rees Brennan
#62. He stopped then, as if he realized he had gone too far, had leaned too hard on the fiction of our relationship and felt the false surface give way.
Garth Greenwell
#63. Isn't that thing a little unsanitary for the workplace?" I pointed to his lip ring.
"I assure you that my lip ring is the last thing you should be worried about." He smiled as he leaned on the counter.
Magan Vernon
#64. The driver wound down the window and leaned out. "Had a crash then?" he shouted at them. "Yes." "Ha!" he said and drove on
Douglas Adams
#66. This Mr. Right." Freddie leaned forward and rested his hands, still flushed from washing dishes, on his knees. "It has been months and months, and you are still ashamed to introduce us? He must be Mr. Wrong-But-It-Feels-So-Right.
Laurie Boris
#67. They're waiting for you. Go on in." Adrian leaned close to Keith's ear and spoke in an ominous voice. "If.You.Dare." He poked Keith's shoulder and gave a "Muhahaha" kind of monster laugh.
Richelle Mead
#68. I am not snotty!" I nearly yelped.
He leaned back on his elbows, a wicked smile on his face. "Please.The first day I met you,you practically had a layer of permafrost covering you.
Rachel Hawkins
#69. Mace leaned on his shovel and did a passable imitation. "'I think we'd rather not.' Very good, guv'nor. I'll remember that next time."
"Divigation was nice. Where'd you get that one?"
"He swallowed a ****ing dictionary," Corporal Nettle said proudly.
Ian McEwan
#70. I adore you for all your scars, I whispered as I leaned over and gave him a soft kiss on the lips.
S.C. Stephens
#71. God bless your soul, you're a horrible liar." Logan smiled as he leaned back on the door. "Answer me this Rachel?" he said placing his hands on his waist. "Why do you keep staring at me?
Anais Torres
#72. Then, like I wasn't thrown enough, Cal leaned down and picked up a potted African violet on the low table next to the sofa and brought it over to me. For a second, I wondered if this was his socially awkward way of trying to give me flowers.
Rachel Hawkins
#73. Have you noticed her name?"
Kit leaned sideways to see the letters painted jauntily on the transom. "The WITCH! How did you dare? Does Hannah know?"
"Oh, she's not named after Hannah. I hadn't gone ten miles down the river that day before I knew I'd left the real witch behind.
Elizabeth George Speare
#74. After an initial rush of pleasure that left me trembling with need, I broke off the heated kiss and whispered, "Okay, you win."
He leaned over me and said into my ear, "Dutch, I won the moment you crawled into bed."
He really did need to work on his self-esteem.
Darynda Jones
#75. A pockmarked boy with a scraggy ponytail and four tiny rings in his right ear leaned against the wall of the armory, holding his dog on a leash, a sign hanging from his neck: PLEASE FEEL FREE TO PET MY DOG. IT MAY MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER.
Jay McInerney
#76. I was shaking when our lips parted and he leaned his forehead against mine, his fingers carding through my hair, my hands on his face.
"I won't let them," Rafael said. "I won't let anyone take you away. I'll protect you. I'll always protect you. I don't care how. I just will.
Rose Christo
#77. Unfortunately, that was not my father's intent at all, and my eyes widened in horror as my father leaned over and yelled in his booming, cheerful voice, "HELLOOOO, VICTOR," while tossing a live bobcat on him. Most
Jenny Lawson
#78. When Cosette went out with him, she leaned on his arm, proud, happy, her heart full to overflowing. Jean
Victor Hugo
#79. I stood on my toes and stole a soft kiss from his lips. "Surprise attack," I said.
Sam leaned down and kissed me back, his mouth lingering on mine, teeth grazing my lower lip, making me shiver. "Surprise attack back."
"Sneaky," I said, my voice breathier than I intended.
Maggie Stiefvater
#81. Don't hide from me, baby. We've been through too much for that."
Echo leaned into me, placing her head on my shoulder and letting me wrap an arm around her. "I've missed you, too, Noah. I'm tired of ignoring you."
"Then don't." Ignoring her hurt like hell. Acknowledging her had to be better.
Katie McGarry
#82. Ah! Watson, my friend.' Holmes leaned over to clap his friend on the shoulder. 'Even a man like me came to accept that there are indeed women with a sharp mind. Although quite rare specimens, one cannot help but run into them once or twice.' Coughing,
Annelie Wendeberg
#83. Throughout the '90s and early 2000s, our financial industry and governments leaned on a snake-oil mirage of wealth creation, a bubble predicated on the obvious falsehood that things could only get better.
Nick Harkaway
#84. I want my options left open." Her last words left her breathless, and she leaned in closer, her breath on his chin. "When I see that spark in your eyes, while you're talking about your career,
Melissa Foster
#85. The Old Days, the Lost Days
in the half-closed eyes of memory (and in fact) they never marched across a calendar; they huddled round a burning log, leaned on a certain table, or listened to those certain songs.
Beryl Markham
#86. Bill walked slowly to Cara's dressed and leaned on the edge, folding his arms as the pine creaked under his weight. Even the furniture feared this man.
Melissa Landers
#87. Opening her eyes again, and seeing her husband's face across the table, she leaned forward to give it a pat on the cheek, and sat down to supper, declaring it to be the best face in the world.
Charles Dickens
#88. She looked up from the tag. "Uh, news flash. Your friends hate me."
"They don't know you," he said. Opening his door, he climbed out. He turned back, though, and leaned in on the door frame, peering at her. "Besides," he said, "you'd be with me.
Kelly Creagh
#89. Brian leaned in, hands braced on the edges of her wheelchair. No farmers, or I'm coming in with everything I've got to save you from your own foolishness
Ronie Kendig
#90. He rose to his feet and padded down the last few steps silently, came up behind Kim, and leaned over her to say, "I vant to drink your blood" in a heavy, fake Dracula accent. She shrieked, flailed, and a zombie ate her brains on-screen."!
Rachel Caine
#91. After a while, he sat. She leaned her head on his shoulder. She felt very close to him. "I promise not to turn you into my thought slave," she said, and felt him smile a little. But she had thought about it.
Max Barry
#92. Give me your heart," I said.
He tilted his head, leaned forward, watching my eyes the entire time to make sure it was okay, and kissed me lightly on the lips. "You already have it.
Brodi Ashton
#93. It's good that you can be horrid when neccesary. It's a useful skill."
She leaned on her elbow, settling her chin onto her hand. "Funny, my brother never seemed to think so.
Julia Quinn
#94. I sensed a familiar presence behind me. A hand brushed my hair back, and Ranger leaned in to me and kissed me on the nape of my neck.
Janet Evanovich
#95. A kind of silence, if I may say, was walking through the house, and, like most silence, it was not silent at all: it rapped on the doors, echoed in the clocks, creaked on the stairs, leaned forward to peer into my face and explode.
Truman Capote
#96. Happy birthday, he sighed, and leaned down to touch his lips to mine.
I reached up on my toes to make the kiss last longer when he pulled away. He smiled my favorite crooked smile, and then he disappeared into the darkness.
Stephenie Meyer
#97. He offered me his free hand, clear blue eyes sparkling. "Come on ... let's go find ourselves the perfect tree."
I took his hand and leaned into his shoulder. Didn't he know I'd go anywhere with him?
S.R. Grey
#98. You can fight with me," I said. I put my controller down and leaned back on our foam couch and was asleep. As I drifted off, I heard the Colonel say, "I can't be mad at you, you harmless skinny bastard.
John Green
#99. Tall, dark, and hot leaned against a pillar, watching me as I took my place in line. Tousled dark hair went every which way on his head. His eyes were slitted and intense, like he might need to have sex at any moment. Maybe even with me.
Veronica Wolff
#100. When I closed the door and turned to the guys, I saw they were all leaned slightly to the right, heads tipped, eyes on my behind or, in the case of the lanky guy, my legs. I
Kristen Ashley
