Lost Her Quotes

#1. She stays lost in the middle of her own world somewhere. We can't get in and she doesn't come out. Not often anyway, and certainly not for any length of time. But her mind takes her to somewhere kind, I think, to judge by the peaceful, serene look on her face most of the time.

Malorie Blackman

#2. Winter is already a lost shape, forgotten
in the ground. Instead, here is Spring
with all the grace of a woman
smoothing out her apron.

Cecilia Llompart

#3. I was no longer the storm-tossed heroine lost in her lover's arms. I was Sydney Sage, Alchemist and caretaker, and I was back in business.

Richelle Mead

#4. Whoever lives in the spirit lives in perennial peace. It is a happy peace, a smiling peace, but one is not lost in it. One is aware also of the suffering which exists around him or her and the world at large.

Paul Brunton

#5. Inside a book, she captures all that's lost. She journals so her words won't fly away.

Stephanie Hemphill

#6. Fuck, she was so sick of herself-herself and her fucking emotional retardation. How did people do this shit all the time, this wanting people, caring about them? How did they stand it, how did they ever get anything done? She was sick of being lost.

Stacia Kane

#7. And there I was, 225 pounds, perpetually lost and confused, short legs, ape-like upper body, all chest, no neck, head too large, blurred eyes, hair uncombed, 6 feet of geek, waiting for her.

Charles Bukowski

#8. I loved her for so long. Our past trails behind us like a comet's tail, the future stretched out before us like the universe. Things happen. People get lost and love breaks.

Jonathan Tropper

#9. Though her grasp of English was modest and his Italian non-existent, their rapport was at once intuitive and intimate, founded more on physical attraction and a shared love of the outdoors than meaningful conversation.

Robert Radcliffe

#10. The loss inside him kept piling - vertebrae shattered, finger bones lost, gravestone past and guillotine future, ghost woman and her ghost curls,

Ryan Graudin

#11. The others could believe that she was that way because she lost her parents so early, but Peter knew better. She was strong, confident, and never broken.

Alexandra Engellmann

#12. we need to find every single jewel lost from Poseidon's trident, so Atlantis can rise to the surface and take her place in the world.

Alyssa Day

#13. She always seemed a little lost - in her thoughts, or in the world

Nicolas Barreau

#14. He gave her a bright fake smile; so much of life was a putting off of unhappiness for another time. Nothing was ever lost by delay. He had a dim idea that perhaps if one delayed long enough, things were taken out of one's hands altogether by death.

Graham Greene

#15. Sadie and I locked eyes. We had a brief, silent exchange, something like:
You ask her.
No, you.
Of course Sadie's better at giving dirty looks, so I lost the contest.

Rick Riordan

#16. To know true love, even though it was impossible to keep, had finally cracked her heart open enough to let someone else in.

Andrea Hurst

#17. Despite all her efforts to not be one of those historical romance heroines, walking into the marble foyer and seeing the slick hardwood floors beyond, the glittering chandeliers and sconces, she felt like one.
She felt small and alone. And like maybe her dad lost her in a poker game.

Molly O'Keefe

#18. Earth felt the wound; and Nature from her seat, Sighing through all her works, gave signs of woe That all was lost.

John Milton

#19. Bridget did not budge, and her face was without expression. She sat, quietly defeated like a chess player who lost a career match in less than four moves.

Emmie White

#20. Alive to the loving past She conjures her own. Nothing is wholly lost - Sun on the stone. And lilacs in their splendor Like lost friends Come back through grief to tell her Love never ends.

May Sarton

#21. My grandmother always acted in other people's interests, whether they wanted her to or not. If they'd had an Olympics in martyrdom my grandmother would have lost on purpose.

Emily Levine

#22. She made the decision that her existence had lost its meaning. And you cannot judge that.

Jack Kevorkian

#23. After slipping the condom on, he rolled on top of her, shoved her hair out of her face and held it while he got lost in those sea green eyes that, in a darkened room, shined bright.
He wanted her. And it wasn't just the sex. He wanted the whole nutty package.

Adrienne Giordano

#24. He was lost in her eyes as the two pulled together like magnets.

Staci Hart

#25. I think I'd been lost in her the second I pulled the wool cap over her adorably rumpled bed head on our first run.

Christina Lauren

#26. Out of the seven billion people sharing the planet with her, not one of them knew what was going through her head. Not one of them knew she was lost. Not one of them asked.

Amy Zhang

#27. She'd loved and she'd lost and as she lay in the bed of a man who didn't love her any more than she loved him, she would have sold her soul to not have done either. "Faye?

Tiffany Reisz

#28. I stared at a tree against dusk
Till it was a girl
Standing beside a country road
Shucking cane with her teeth.
She looked up & smiled
& waved. Lost in what hurts,
In what tasted good, could she
Ever learn there's no love
In sugar?

Yusef Komunyakaa

#29. She can't believe she is going to compose her first love letter. She can hardly bear the exposure as if her body is a photographic film spooling into sunlight and everything is too bright, too vulnerable, the moments in the film now lost for ever.

Tor Udall

#30. I have all these things that I want to say to her, like... Like how I can tell she's a lonely person, even if other people can't. Cause I know what it feels like to be lost and lonely and invisible.

Richard Ayoade

#31. American houses ... ' she said, peering over her right shoulder and down the street. 'They always seem to believe that nobody ever loses anything, has lost anything. I find that very sad. Do you know what I mean?

Zadie Smith

#32. I cried for the little girl who lost her father but never had a mother. I cried for the girl who only wanted to be accepted, but was never enough. I cried for the girl who suffered unfathomable pain at the hands of hate. I cried for the girl who deserved to be loved but didn't know how.

Rebecca Donovan

#33. Here she barked out her greetings in Italian, anxious to disassociate herself from the horseless American cowboys and above all from her own kind, the truly lost and unwanted, who move like leaves around the edges of the world, gathering only long enough to wait in line and see if there is any mail

John Cheever

#34. Who should turn up but that long-lost schmuck of a Billy, and what did Charis do but rent him the other half of her duplex? It's enough to make you tear your hair out by its tiny grey roots,

Margaret Atwood

#35. Does she know I feel immobile and fixed, lost in her?

Anais Nin

#36. What it looks like is that you're having sex with one of my oldest friends in the linen closet of our reception hall. Unless, of course, she's lost something in her vagina and you were gallant enough to try and fish it out for her. With your penis. If that's the case, I suggest using a larger lure.

Christine Bell

#37. Kate Moss is too skinny. She also looks like she's 11. It's practically illegal to look at her picture. God bless Kate Dillon, but size 14 is just a little too big. Look at me talking, I just lost 28 pounds, so I should have more sympathy, but I don't.

Gary Dell'Abate

#38. Till gradually he became desperate, lost his understanding, was plunged in a revolt that knew no bounds. Inarticulate, he moved with her at the Marsh in violent, gloomy, wordless passion, almost in hatred of her.

D.H. Lawrence

#39. Black hair hung in his eyes as he turned her chin to taste her mouth. "At least I didn't try to eat her, lost lamb.

Addison Cain

#40. She lost herself in the kiss, moving her body against his, her excitement rising, the tension inside her spinning tighter and tighter.

Lynn Raye Harris

#41. Hinde Esther Kreitman is a forgotten literary foremother, her works largely lost, ignored and out of print.

Clive Sinclair

#42. They loved so intensely that moments of their life have been etched into the very fabric of the mansion. Some say the king designed it that way, so if one day he lost her he could come live with her residue.

Karen Marie Moning

#43. Cheer up, my dear," said Rose, leaning affectionately on her husband's arm; "it is altogether addition and not subtraction; you have not lost a daughter but gained a son.

Martha Finley

#44. They lost Olivia at Newport Beach. The panic made Alice hyperventilate. You were meant to be watching her, Nick kept saying. As if that were the point. That Alice had made a mistake. Not that Olivia was missing, but that it was Alice's fault.

Liane Moriarty

#45. The sounds she heard bouncing off the walls around her were those of defeat.

Kimberly Derting

#46. Again she lost herself in the talk, and again her words seemed to be warming her whole body.

Yasunari Kawabata

#47. Like a white knight in a station wagon, he drove out of her life.

Andrea Hurst

#48. Woe to those who despise devotion to Mary! ... The soul cannot live without having recourse to Mary and recommending itself to her. He falls and is lost who does not have recourse to Mary.

Alphonsus Liguori

#49. There were tears once or twice. But they were not for the men she had lost or the men she had left. They were quiet tears for herself, because there was something inside her that was badly hurt.

Patrick Rothfuss

#50. The moment she was cursed, I lost her. Once it wears off- soon- she will be embarrassed to remember things that she said, things she did, things like this. No matter how solid she feels in my arms, she is made of smoke.

Holly Black

#51. And of course she's sad about losing her leg, but she says it's made her realise how many things she hasn't lost ... it's like a millionaire who loses a thousand dollars- he's sad, but he's still not that bad off.

Michael J. Collins

#52. And he hated himself and hated her,too, for the ruin they'd made of each other.

Dennis Lehane

#53. Her voice is raw. She sings from the deepest cracks of her heart and her soul. When she closes her eyes, I know she has lost herself in the music. - Unrequited

Alisa Mullen

#54. If he lost her now, he'd not be able to live. He would drive off a cliff - maybe the same one the fucker who shot her did. And then he'd be able to spend his time in hell beating the fuck out of the man who'd hurt Eve.

Debra Anastasia

#55. The scent of him was subtle, beautifully fresh, and she couldn't think clearly. No man had ever brought out these intense feelings in her. Chris Augustine was dangerous and she could get lost in his arms.

Suzan Battah

#56. Taking care of the details was probably how Merritt took back control, and Loralee wondered whether every girl who lost her mother did the same thing when life got muddier than a puddle.

Karen White

#57. Whoever lost the truth has lost him/her self.

Sorin Cerin

#58. The sensation felt like spinning too fast on a merry-go-round. Each fraction of a second her eyes focused on a new face in a crowd. Within seconds the face was gone, whisked to a blur, replaced by another face that would just as soon be lost.

Heidi Julavits

#59. He did not expect her to be happy - how that word lost meaning as the years progressed - but he only wished her to be unafraid, and able to experience small joys.

Amanda Coplin

#60. The opening lines of a book are so important. You really need to somehow charm your reader. If you can't get her attention in the first pages, you may have lost her. There has to be an ambience.

Tatiana De Rosnay

#61. Tell me how you do it, Marmee dear." "My good mother used to help me..." "As you do us..." interrupted Jo, with a grateful kiss. "But I lost her when I was a little older than you are,

Louisa May Alcott

#62. Handmaiden of the Blythe family at Ingleside, never lost an opportunity of calling her "Mrs. Marshall Elliott," with the most killing and pointed emphasis, as if

L.M. Montgomery

#63. For a long time he watched her. When she was lost to sight, he was almost a little moved. But that's life, thought death.

Wolf Erlbruch

#64. She had thought she could make a difference. She had thought she could drive back the advancing horde - by the sheer weight of her will, if need be. It was arrogance on her part. The forces of freedom were lost.

Terry Goodkind

#65. Zoe let the poetry flow over her, like shadows on water, sunlight against stone: timeworn words shaped like stars, like shells, like the ruins of lost temples, soft as the breaths of mystics.

Christine Brodien-Jones

#66. Then perhaps we should force you to help Petra."Alexander returned with barely disguised menace."She needs your blood.Now."
"That's unfortunate for her."Syn jerked his chin in the direction of the Great Room."As you can see,I am otherwise engaged."
"He's lost,"Luca uttered."Fucking lost.

Laura Wright

#67. He raised his hand to brush a stray hair from her face. Instead of dropping his hand, he slid it behind her neck and drew her closer. His earthy pine scent enveloped her. When his lips touched hers, she lost any hope of control.

Lia Davis

#68. By the time the Somnambulist had set her creaking bones to rest on their assigned landing pad, Holden had lost all patience with human stupidity.
So, of course, it came out to meet him.

James S.A. Corey

#69. Oliver felt much more than sorry for Alice. His heart had grown ten sizes since he'd met her, and the hours he'd lost her had nearly broken him.

Tahereh Mafi

#70. Damn it, Cora, we could have been exposed! You can't take joyrides like that. What if someone saw you?" Nessa lectured.
"And you, Noah; stop it with the dirty thoughts. She just lost her boyfriend so don't even think about it. Do we understand each other?

Andrea Heltsley

#71. I feel lost." "Let me find you." "I feel sick." "Let me heal you." I kissed her head. "I feel sad." "Let me be your happiness.

Rachel Van Dyken

#72. I'm lost in her and found in her all at once.

Laurelin Paige

#73. Jenna lost her mother. I lost my credibility. Virgil lost his faith. We've all got missing pieces. But for a little while, I believed that, together, we might be whole.

Jodi Picoult

#74. Why, I'm going to infiltrate Forge, of course. Amaranthe smiled and waited for a response. It seemed she hadn't lost her knack for stunning groups of men when announcing her schemes.

Lindsay Buroker

#75. Her manner was as though she were talking of a distant foreign literature. There was something lonely, something sad in it, something that rather suggested a beggar who has lost all desire.

Yasunari Kawabata

#76. Perhaps she was more like him than he'd thought: her home, too, had consisted of paper and printer's ink. She probably felt as lost as he did in the real world.

Cornelia Funke

#77. He could not have explained the intensity of his attraction to {her}, that blissful ache that welled up in his chest at the sight of her barefooting across the dock, the feeling a distant cousin of nostalgia, as if he'd already won and loved and lost her.

Michael Knight

#78. [On her father:] ... in losing him I lost my greatest blessing and comfort, for he was always that to me ...

Teresa Of Avila

#79. She lost twenty minutes sitting on the floor with her arms wrapped around her knees, smiling into the pretty glow and imagining herself a contented farmer's wife waiting for her man to come in from the fields.

Nora Roberts

#80. Hell was something the Lost Girl knew. She has lived it all her life.

Jonathan Maberry

#81. I was trying so hard to be okay. I didn't want to be that girl, drifting in the water, lost and alone, wishing the tide would pull her out to sea. I was fighting to move forward, struggling to be better. But I didn't know how.

Rebecca Donovan

#82. I could feel the hard part of Mom very strongly that time. It was like a stone in her that grew bigger every time my father lost his temper, right under her heart. Feeling the stone in her calmed me down. It told me that she would always be there for me.

Kaimana Wolff

#83. Delly lost her temper at Peeta over how he treated you. She got very squeaky. It was like someone stabbing a mouse with a fork repeatedly.

Suzanne Collins

#84. I have much to learn from my daughter Sofia. Her minimalism exposes my limitations: I'm too instinctive and operatic, I put too much heart into my work, I get lost sometimes in bizarre things - it's my Italian heritage.

Francis Ford Coppola

#85. Quite suddenly Meggie felt fear rise in her like black brackish water, she felt lost, terribly lost, she felt it in every part of her. She didn't belong here! What had she done?

Cornelia Funke

#86. It kind of scares me though, to keep wearing it every day like I do. What happens when I run out of it? Will I forget what she looked like? What it looked like when the sun reflected on her hair? The way her pillow always smelled like her? Will my memory of her run out too?

Keary Taylor

#87. When it came to a man's soul, Noah (Wild Card) thought that maybe his uncle (Jordan, Elite Ops commander) was finally realizing that once a man lost his soul to a woman, it was gone forever. And life wasn't much worth living without her.

Lora Leigh

#88. I was brought up in the shadow of the Holocaust. My mother lost most of her family, and I didn't realize how much the guilt of survivorship weighed on her until I was an adult.

Naomi Benaron

#89. Ah well. He'd beaten her twice sind then: once on their honeymoon, though he still suspected her of throwing the game, and once on the day she lost the baby. And two out of eight hundred and six wasn't too bad, against such an opponent.

K.J. Parker

#90. I watch, and wait. And mourn, for what I must now do to save Jessamine's life makes me unworthy of her love. Whether she lives or dies, I know I have lost her.
I have lost her, forever.

Maryrose Wood

#91. Ronnie tells me what he believes is the story of how Tiffany lost her job, but the way he tells it proves he is biased. He tells it just like Dr. Timbers would, stating what he would call "facts," with no regard of what was going on in Tiffany's head.

Matthew Quick

#92. I got lost somehow, began staring up her legs. I was always a leg man. It was the first thing I saw when I was born. But then I was trying to get out. Ever since I have been working in the other direction and with pretty lousy luck.

Charles Bukowski

#93. Raven has lost deeply, again and again, and she, too, has buried herself. There are pieces of her scattered all over. Her heart is nestled next to a small set of bones buried beside a frozen river, which will emerge with the spring thaw, a skeleton ship rising out of the water.

Lauren Oliver

#94. When a woman feels the first grip of her child's dependence upon her, she has forever lost her freedom. If the child dies, a grave shackles her soul through life. If the child lives, the welfare of that child keeps perpetually between her and the sun.

Alice Moore Hubbard

#95. She's lost in thought. I'm lost in her.

Colleen Hoover

#96. No amount of time will weaken our allegiance to avenging those lost in the horrible attacks. America has a sharp memory, a firm resolve, and a commitment to her own.

John Doolittle

#97. There are not so many murders in this township, I think to myself, and not so few policemen, that a killing should be treated like an old woman who has lost her cat.

Jonny Steinberg

#98. She has lost much, son. We must be patient while we wait for her to smile, ja?

Kim Vogel Sawyer

#99. Minute diamonds of moisture from the mist hung, too, upon Tess's eyelashes, and drops upon her hair, like seed pearls. When the day grew quite strong and commonplace these dried off her; moreover, Tess then lost her strange and ethereal beauty;

Thomas Hardy

#100. In thigh-high yellow leather boots Plump Saphonisba strides. Too bad that, just to hide her calves, Two calves have lost their hides.

X.J. Kennedy