Novel Lovers Quotes

#1. Some novel lovers have no interest in comics, and some comics fans would never take the time to read a novel.

Christopher Golden

#2. Can I kiss you?" And she would let him, lightly on her lips, a moment of brief anticipation. "Your kisses are like sugar woman." He would tell her affectionately. "So sweet." He would close in on her and then ask softly, "Please spend the night with me.

Keira D. Skye

#3. Treat me like a rare first edition of your favourite novel.

Christina Strigas

#4. You know," Kavita begins, "I think I can pick out my own furniture. I am an artist after all. I do have some taste."
"No you don't." Nick plainly states. "No man has taste. Besides, I didn't pick it out, she did. Wives are good for things like that.

Carroll Bryant

#5. I was head of the Sixth Form Centre when I left the school.

Estelle Morris

#6. Take a table and I'll join you in a second.'
When he walked away I did something I couldn't be scolded for doing.
I checked out his ass in his jeans and ... that looked good.

Stephanie Witter

#7. Envision possibility. Don't worry who else believes in it; the universe is only looking for instructions from you.

Marianne Williamson

#8. Will you have any regrets once she's dead?
Brooklyn's question and her voice echoed in my head as I watched her walking to her house, her hips swaying tantalizingly at every step. A heavy weight fell on my shoulders because I didn't have to ponder that question to find the answer.

Stephanie Witter

#9. We are a tool-making species, but we are not ourselves tools. We have our own ends - in fact, we are ends.

Damon Young

#10. Where I'm at is a big Episcopal church in downtown Newark, New Jersey, sitting in the dark while I try to rescue the doomed bits and pieces of life, in the hope that a mere story can become Noah's Ark and deliver all the living things of the past to a bright and glorious immortality?

Chuck Palahniuk

#11. He drank his way across the narrow sea.

George R R Martin

#12. Be myself. If only I remembered what it was like to be myself. I'm a fucking waitress in a crappy bar in a small town in the middle of nowhere. I was going nowhere. I had nothing to give him beside myself and my heart and he denied me.

Stephanie Witter

#13. He brought his forehead against mine and we breathed the same air, slowly to try and find our composure. But it was impossible for me as long as he's so close to me. "You're ruining me.'
"You ruined me.

Stephanie Witter

#14. How astonishingly intimate the business of fiction is, more intimate than anything that issues from the psychiatrist's couch or even the lovers' bed. You see the soul, pinned and wriggling on the wall.

Martin Amis

#15. I bought abandon dearAnd sold all piety for pleasure.My own free spirit I have followed,And never will I give up lust.

Abu Nuwas

#16. Lily looks back down at the necklace in her hand that Kavita had given her. "It must have cost a fortune."
"It did." He confirms. "Though not nearly as much as you're worth."
Lily looks up at him. "Don't say that. You hurt me everytime you speak.

Carroll Bryant

#17. Somehow they were entwining without touch, following a choreography laid down in time for lovers.

Emma Calin

#18. Two is always better than one.

Missy Lyons

#19. Mary approaches her before she is able to reach her station. "Hello Lily. Get anything special for Christmas?"
"Just the usual." She answers. "Shattered dreams.

Carroll Bryant

#20. I was falling back again and fast, or maybe I'd never stopped feeling something for him. And it was still hopeless, but at least, I could touch him a little bit.

Stephanie Witter

#21. One thing was certain: he was my one. Most people go on their whole lives and never find their one, but I found mine. I found him when I was twelve-years-old.

Jennifer Edlund

#22. I had never had a big opinion for myself. I had always thought I'd be a fuck up, that I'd be disappointed like always by life and people. But at this very moment, I knew it. I wasn't a good man, not well-adjusted. - Nolan

Stephanie Witter

#23. All I could think about was the heat of his soft lips, the way they fitted so wonderfully as I was coaxing him to open them some more, just enough to let my tongue slip in and taste him. I needed a taste, needed to complete this fantasy of mine.

Stephanie Witter

#24. I just want you inside, baby, we don't need to talk about promises.

Janet Jackson

#25. People want to be loved; failing that admired; failing that feared; failing that hated and despised. They want to evoke some sort of sentiment. The soul shudders before oblivion and seeks connection at any price.

Hjalmar Soderberg

#26. I closed my eyes and immediately I pictured Brooklyn's full lips parted on a moan, her eyes glassy and her pupils dilated, her cheeks flushed and her body ... her smoking body bared only for me.

Stephanie Witter

#27. Quietly, under my breath, I mumbled a name and it wasn't the name of the girl waiting in the other room.
In my mind I pictured Brooklyn's sounds as she came and I jerked in my hand, coming and coming.
Something had to give.

Stephanie Witter

#28. The white lily stands for purity. Artists for centuries have pictured the angel Gabriel coming to the virgin Mary with a spray of lillies in his hand, to announce that she is to be the mother of the Turks.

Carroll Bryant

#29. I sometimes like to tinker with poems that have failed, ones that I have sent aside. Even years afterward, I will revisit them if there is something about them that I cannot give up on.

John Barton

#30. Clearly she knew that between book lovers, a novel is not a novel is not a novel. It's a symbol, an offering
and sometimes a test

Sara Nelson

#31. Do you know the best way to get your body heat back?" Ethan asked her as he looked her in the eyes and stroked her glossy brown hair. "The way to warm up is to lie next to another person. Naked.

Amanda Bretz

#32. I'm so sorry. I love you. I never could have hurt you.

Pam Jenoff

#33. Talk to me. Say something, anything," he pleaded quietly as if he was trying to tame a wild animal.
"There's nothing to say."
He looked up and lowered his eyebrows on his eyes. "Why did you kiss me?

Stephanie Witter

#34. Love is the connection between souls synchronized through heart beats.
Quote from my upcoming book 'Always Be MINE

Neha Daraad