Top 100 Miss Her Quotes
#1. Miss Bingley's congratulations to her brother, on his approaching marriage, were all that was affectionate and insincere.
Jane Austen
#2. That Miss Priss vibe she's got going on kind of does it for me. It makes me want to get her dirty. Really, really dirty.
Roni Loren
#3. She stood by the tea-table in a light-coloured muslin gown, which had a good deal of pink about it. She looked as if she was not attending to the conversation, but solely busy with the tea-cups, among which her round ivory hands moved with pretty, noiseless, daintiness.
Elizabeth Gaskell
#4. Well, I am terribly concerned for your health. One simply should not weigh so much at your age. Lady Maccon poked at a sagging carrot and wondered if anyone would miss her dear sister were she to be oh-so-gently tipped over the rail of the upper deck.
Gail Carriger
#5. There was no question about it- the girl in the photograph was staggeringly beautiful. She was Miss Canal Zone, a runner-up in the Miss Universe Contest
and in fact far more beautiful than the winner of the contests. Her beauty had frightened the judges.
Kurt Vonnegut
#6. 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
#7. 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
#8. I didn't know for sure whether Miss Sarah's feelings came from love or guilt. I didn't know whether mine came from love or a need to be safe. She loved me and pitied me. And I loved her and used her. It never was a simple thing.
Sue Monk Kidd
#9. Never settle for normal, Miss Lyons," Shinzo told her. "Normal is not natural. Extraordinary is natural, and that's why you're here. To do something extraordinary.
Kaylin McFarren
#10. I always miss my mom. Mother's Day would be just one more day I'd feel her absence but for the relentless commercialization. Thanks to that, this day is even harder to deal with.
M.J. Rose
#11. Edward shook his head. "I'm going to do the same thing with Miss Marshall that I do to everyone I love. I'm going to leave before I can do her harm."
Patrick looked at him, his mouth quirking skeptically.
"I will," Edward said. "Just as soon as I can get everyone else to leave her alone.
Courtney Milan
#12. I used to dress up and impersonate our next-door neighbor, Miss Cox. She wore rubber boots, a wool hat, and her nose always dripped.
Tracey Ullman
#13. He smiled, wondering if the owner would miss her handbag. What did she expect, leaving it in full view on the kitchen table last night?
Caroline Mitchell
#14. must have looked forsaken standing there because she clucked her tongue against the roof of her mouth and said, "Poor Miss Sarah." I did so despise the attachment of Poor to my name. Binah had been muttering Poor Miss Sarah like an incantation since I was four.
Sue Monk Kidd
#15. Laurence felt his face going red; she was sitting there in breeches that showed every inch of her leg, with a shirt held closed only by a neckcloth; he shifted his gaze to the unalarming top of her head and managed to say, Your servant, Miss Harcourt.
Naomi Novik
#16. Miss Prendregast!" He rapped on his desk with his knuckles. "You were never in any danger!"
"Except from the wild animals."
His lids swept down as if he needed a reprieve from looking at her. "Alert me if you're attacked by a rabbit.
Christina Dodd
#17. Miss Gregory took nearly everything. Her clothes. New girls don't have the privilege of wearing their own clothes. Her books. Socrates, Plato, Shakespeare? Much too stimulating. No wonder you have Ideas. Certainly, you don't wish to become a bluestocking!
Suzanne Lazear
#18. She did not hate Miss Garnder anymore. She didn't like her, but she felt sorry for her. Miss Garnder had nothing in all the world excepting a sureness about how right she was.
Betty Smith
#19. Her first week on the job a caller went silent in surprise on the other end of the line, expecting to hear Miss Jacobs' voice. Bertie's response: "Speak ass, 'cause the mouth won't!
Dawn Shamp
#20. I was privileged to know the late, great Miss Etta James, and I did get a chance to spend some time with her and hang out with her.
Jennifer Holliday
#21. I miss her, but I don't want to see her.
Kim Do-Jin
#22. You miss her?" "Every second, of every hour, of every day.
Jay McLean
#23. You can't expect a person to love an animal they might see decapitated at any minute. It ain't realistic, I told Miss Blue, who was gulping down her worm. She looked up at me like it shocked her to learn that some chickens got treated that way.
Frances O'Roark Dowell
#24. I hope I did not offend Miss Nightingale by complaining about the rat," said the countess. "I like her very much. Miss Nightingale, I mean, not the rat.
Mary Pope Osborne
#25. Ever so quietly, she inched closer to Vincenzo's corpse. Corpse. Such a nasty word. The whole business made her sick. Focus, Sophia, she reminded herself. Maybe there was a clue she could see if she got closer. "Not one more move, Miss Mancini." Without missing a
Ava Mallory
#26. How every one he had slept with had only made him miss her more
Ernest Hemingway,
#27. [On Elizabeth Barrett Browning:] ... for finish, and melody of versification, there is nothing approaching to Miss Barrett in this day, or in any other - also for diction. Her words paint.
Mary Russell Mitford
#28. When the baby sees Ismay, she bawls. "She must miss her mother," Ismay says. "Maybe I remind her of her mother?" A.J. nods, though he thinks the real cause is that his sister-in-law frightens the baby.
Gabrielle Zevin
#29. Hit ain't sacrilege. Miss Effie Belle says when she cain't think what to have for dinner, she asts God and right off He gives her an idea. To my thinkin', thet's sacrilege."
Miss Love really laughed. "There's not a woman in the world who hasn't prayed what to cook for dinner, Rucker!
Olive Ann Burns
#30. Yes. And Paula's a bitch," I said without preamble. "You mean Miss Mint Julep Ladygirl Fiddle-dee-dee? Yeah. Screw her.
C.D. Reiss
#31. A few weeks later, in the wood,
I came across Miss Riding Hood.
But what a change! No cloak of red,
No silly hood upon her head.
She said, 'Hello, and do please note
My lovely furry wolfskin coat.
Roald Dahl
#32. Do we know her, Mother?" said George.
"What? No, of course we don't."
"Because when I see her," he went on, as if she hadn't answered no, "I don't miss anyone. I just feel happy that she's near.
Lydia Netzer
#33. Left alone, Miss Verney felt so old, lonely and helpless that she began to cry. No builder would tackle that shed, not for any price she could afford. But crying relieved her and she soon felt quite cheerful again. It was ridiculous to brood, she told herself.
Jean Rhys
#34. When Psyche got up to leave, Eros once again mentioned that he would miss her on Sunday."Even if you come on Sunday, I shall not be able to give you what you want. I shall be having my period then & it will be too messy for your liking," his secretary advised him.[MMT]
Nicholas Chong
#35. Draco's like... snow," said Hermione quietly, her gaze absent and distracted. "It's cold and cruel to begin with, but it's somehow beautiful, and you miss it when it's not there. And if you hold it in your hands close enough and long enough, it changes. It melts.
Bex-chan
#36. But every night I end up fighting my despair the second I lay my head on my pillow. It is then I miss her the most
when my brain stops moving for the day and the memories of her are allowed to flood my mind, causing agonizing grief.
Elizabeth Finn
#37. I still miss my gramma. I can see her at the farm, in her apron, babushka and support stockings. My Slovak gramma spoiled us with pig in the blankets, kalachi, pop, chips and a drawer full of lollipops. It was heaven.
Regina Brett
#38. You miss the strangest things when you lose someone. Little things. Smiles. The way she turned over in her sleep. Even repainting a room for her.
Fredrik Backman
#39. How not to miss those days when the sun was a happy companion that stayed to play all year round and kissed me a careless nut brown? When Mother caught the sweet rain in her well behind the house, and the air was so clear that the grass smelled green?
Rani Manicka
#40. Every single day, each time I see her face, see her, it's utterly precious.
Haruki Murakami
#41. But as the years passed, he missed her more, not less, and his need for her became a cut that would not scar over, would not stop leaking.
Dennis Lehane
#42. (I must tell my Hon. Friend Miss Janet Fookes) that although I have always been attracted to her I have never actually dared ask her whether she would go to bed with me.
Nicholas Fairbairn
#43. That I miss her. I really miss her. She's only been gone for two months, but it feels like longer. And it also feels like it just happened, like yesterday.
Jenny Han
#44. The Brodie set did not for a moment doubt that she would prevail. As soon expect Julius Caesar to apply for a job at a crank school as Miss Brodie. She would never resign. If the authorities wanted to get rid of her she would have to be assassinated.
Muriel Spark
#45. ...Miss Seeley came in.... She was a little older, a little thinner. Her tailored pinstriped suit emphasized the boniness of her figure. But she still wore hopeful white ruffles at her wrists and throat.
Ross Macdonald
#46. No matter," he assured her. "If it's a concern, you may take me in your mouth."
Her smile did not falter. "Anything you put in my mouth will not stop short of my stomach."
"No doubt," he boasted.
"You miss my meaning.
Matt Tomerlin
#47. Your mother was the love of my life. Not everyone gets to have that. I did. Yes, I miss her, but I'm happier being alone and missing her than pretending not to miss her while being with someone else. Does that ridiculous statement make sense?"
"Yes."
"Good.
Tracy Guzeman
#48. The fake giggle is not that bad."
My friend grunted in disagreement. "It sounds like Miss Piggy has a machine gun stuck in her throat.
Samantha Young
#49. Hey, Effie, watch this!" says Peeta. He tosses his fork over his shoulder and literally licks his plate clean whit his tongue making loud, satisfied sounds. Then he blows a kiss out to her in general and calls, "We miss you, Effie!
Suzanne Collins
#50. I'm very cute, you know. And I'm not sure you've heard, but I have five thousand pounds a year. I've taken a place in Boulder for the season. Miss Dashwood and her sister will vouch for my parentage.
Danika Stone
#51. Even now the wicked spirit lurked there, a glint of mischief in the darkness of heat and desire. It made her smile, and she brought her smile to his mouth and gave it to him. "Miss you," she whispered. "So much.
Loretta Chase
#52. "What do you say, Miss Lyndon? Shall we have a go at it?"
" 'Shall we have a go at it?' " Ellie choked out. Really, this was not the proposal of her dreams.
Julia Quinn
#53. Miss Ross has room in her heart for the entire animal kingdom, she focusses principally on cats because she thinks they are victims of prejudice and bigotry.
The New Yorker
#54. 'Miss Marple' enjoys every minute of her existence and is not worried about getting old.
Geraldine McEwan
#55. I miss her every now and then, but finally, she didn't move me. I don't know, sometimes I think I've got this hard kernel in my heart, and nothing much can get inside it.
Haruki Murakami
#56. Ephram watched as Miss P went to give the girl a hug. Ruby bristled and inched back, shaming the older woman into converting her gesture into straightening Tabasco bottles on a nearby shelf.
Cynthia Bond
#57. Miss Grantham gave a shriek. 'You have trifled with me!' she said, into the folds of her handkerchief. 'You promised me marriage, and now you mean to cast me off for Another!
Georgette Heyer
#58. Phyllis Diller came through a mine field of male comedians when she arrived on the comedy scene and she defused them all. She won her place in the Hall of Comedy as the First Lady. I will miss her.
Tim Conway
#59. We must consider what Miss. Fairfax quits, before we condemn her taste for what she goes to.
Jane Austen
#60. A mother's love is a blessing
No matter where you roam.
Keep her while you have her,
You'll miss her when she's gone.
Frank McCourt
#61. Mr. Haverbink bowed deeply, muscles rippling all up and down his back, and lumbered from the room. Miss Hisselpenny sighed and fluttered her fan. "Ah, for the countryside, what scenery there abides ... , " quoth she. Miss Tarabotti giggled. "Ivy, what a positively wicked thing to say. Bravo.
Gail Carriger
#62. The recollection of almost overpowered Miss Tox. The subject of it had a peculiar interest for her directly. She asked him to shake hands, and congratulated his mother on his frank, ingenuous face. Rob, overhearing her, called up a look, to justify the eulogium, but it was hardly the right look.
Charles Dickens
#63. He set Miss Goodnight back on her feet. As he lowered her to the floor, her body slid down his, like a raindrop easing down the surface of a rock.
Tessa Dare
#64. You're wrong, Miss Midwinter. Though I may not have approved of everything you've done, it wasn't because I didn't admire you, but because I did."
She looked up then, a tentative smile brightening her face.
Julie Klassen
#65. Until I say otherwise, we're still on my terms, Miss Gates," he warned her, his voice rough and thick with promise. "Don't think I'm finished with you yet.
Lara Adrian
#66. endured - how I endured! - for one day I knew her services would no longer be required and I would make my come-out and at least I would have a brief time when I could meet girls of my own age. But Miss Stamp was raised to the rank of companion and still had the schooling
Marion Chesney
#67. Without discussing it with his mother, Anton went up to his teacher, Miss Katballe, and informed her that after seven years he was now quitting school. It was the best day of her life, she replied. With unexpected politeness he bowed, thanked her, and said, likewise.
Carsten Jensen
#68. Miss Marshall spent her life daring those more powerful than her to swat her down. The hell of it was, her determination was some kind of contagion. He could feel it infecting him, making him believe. Making him tell himself lies like 'I could do some good' and 'I want her forever'.
Courtney Milan
#69. What were you doing talking to that man?" Emma lifted her chin to look him in the eye. "He was talking to me. I was only being polite." "Well, don't be. Do you hear me, Miss Smallwood? Stay away from him.
Julie Klassen
#70. it to Miss Pinehurst, and, putting her arm around her,
M. Louisa Locke
#71. I miss her the way I missed our loft after we moved in seventh grade: sharply, and then not at all. There is too much unpacking to do.
Lena Dunham
#72. The decision is not mine to make," Philip said. "I promised Meg to Miss Marianne for the duration of her visit. You will have to ask her.
Julianne Donaldson
#73. Miss Bennet was therefore established as a sweet girl, and their brother felt authorized by such a commendation to think of her as he chose.
Jane Austen
#74. I hope his penis falls off. I hope it rots and falls off inside of Miss Teen USA, therefore causing her perfect, twenty-two-year-old vagina to rot and fall out of her thong when she sneezes.
Tara Sivec
#75. I would love to re-visit Darla. I miss her. I really do.
Julie Benz
#76. No, Grace, it's not 'Miss Calhoun.'" Daniel had heard her say those words many times. They'd always set his teeth on edge. "It's Mrs. Reeves." Daniel added with angry triumph, "And guess what? I'm calling you Grace and the boys are calling you Ma.
Mary Connealy
#77. He poured this to the brim with good bourbon (Miss Elling knew it was good bourbon because she had helped herself to a snifter from the flask during his luncheon absence on her third day in his employ) and spent ten minutes sipping the drink.
Matthew Blood
#78. I will always carry Mom in my heart. I will always miss her. I will always wish she was here.
Elizabeth Scott
#79. I have discovered that our great favorite, Miss Austen, is my countrywoman ... with whom mamma before her marriage was acquainted. Mamma says that she was then the prettiest, silliest, most affected, husband-hunting butterfly she ever remembers ...
Mary Russell Mitford
#80. Miss Maudie settled her bridgework. "You know old Mr. Radley was a foot-washing Baptist - " "That's what you are, ain't it?" "My shell's not that hard, child. I'm just a Baptist." "Don't you all believe in foot-washing?" "We do. At home in the bathtub." "But we can't have communion with you all -
Harper Lee
#81. I married Miss Right. I just didn't know her first name was Always
Red Skelton
#82. only Miss Mainwaring; who, coming to town, and putting herself to an expense in clothes which impoverished her for two years, on purpose to secure him, was defrauded of her due by a woman ten years older than herself.
Jane Austen
#83. Now Coraline," said Miss Spink, "what's your name?"
"Coraline," said Coraline.
"And we don't know each other, do we?"
Coraline looked at the thin young woman with black button eyes and shook her head slowly.
Neil Gaiman
#84. Okay", I breathed. "Then what will it take?" I was completely out of my element. Begging a girl to go on a date with me. This was fucked up."
"Miss it."
I stared into her cold, blue eyes and knew I'd just met the kind of girl books are written about.
Tarryn Fisher - Thief
#85. It's a jagged thing in my throat, how much I miss her.
Sara Zarr
#86. I ask, "You ever hear that a person has to go through fire to become who they're meant to be?"
Mendes sips her coffee, nods. "Sure."
"I've always wanted to be strong, Miss Mendes, I just wish there wasn't so much fire.
David Arnold
#87. You are the patient one, Mademoiselle,' said Poirot to Miss Debenham.
She shrugged her shoulders slightly. 'What else can one do?'
You are a philosopher, Mademoiselle.'
That implies a detached attitude. I think my attitude is more selfish. I have learned to save myself useless emotion.
Agatha Christie
#88. What happened to the winner" Adina asked.
"She tripped."
"And the first runner-up?"
Miss Michigan cracked her knuckles. "She tripped, too.
Libba Bray
#89. I'm urgin all daughters to kiss their mothers with those lips that all that lipstick covers. You never too grown up to miss and hug her.
Drake
#90. I miss everything. I miss talking to her, hearing about her day. I miss her voice all gravelly and smoky, I miss hearing her laugh, I miss getting her letters, writing her letters. I miss her eyes, and the smell of her hair, and the way her breath tasted. I fucking miss everything.
James Frey
#91. Miss Barry, who was sitting behind them, leaned forward and poked Marilla in the back with her parasol.
L.M. Montgomery
#92. She is just Cat. She curls up on my chest whenever I sit down, and goes to sleep. I hope she doesn't miss me. I'm going to miss her.
Derek Landy
#93. I'll miss you as well." He glanced at her breasts. "So much."
She laughed. "Hurry back to me then.
Laurann Dohner
#94. Miss Tox left her seat in a hurry, and returned to her plants; clipping among the stems and leaves, with as little favour as a barber working at so many pauper heads of hair.
Charles Dickens
#95. When Miss Bobbit saw them, two boys whose flower-masked faces were like yellow moons, she rushed down the steps, her arms outstretched.
Truman Capote
#96. I write - poignantly, in the most heartfelt way - about how I miss her and how I detest my life in this school and she responds with detailed plans for her future life as an archaeologist or philosopher or - new, this - a veterinary surgeon.
William Boyd
#97. If a woman is old enough to push a ten-pound child through her birth canal, she can hear words like 'penis' and 'cervix.' These are medical terms, Miss Charingford, not obscenities.
Courtney Milan
#99. Miss Bulstrode had another faculty which demonstrated her superiority over most other women. She could listen.
Agatha Christie
#100. I rather miss my wild girl; but if I get a strong, helpful, tender-hearted woman in her place, I shall feel quite satisfied.
Louisa May Alcott
