Over Her Quotes

#1. I've always said people say on a dramatic show, 'I was crying. It was so emotional when he went and grabbed that little girl from a burning building and handed her over to her mother.' In comedy, the best thing you can say is, 'I think it's funny.'

Bob Newhart

#2. It was the Victorians who covered the piano legs and drew a heavy curtain over what a lady got up to in her boudoir.

Laurie Graham

#3. Unfortunately, there's a lot of confusion today over what is sexy and what is vulgar. It's horrifying. They say, 'Oh, that girl is so sexy,' and she turns around and the dress is four sizes too small. Or she's wearing so much stuff, you wonder how long it took her to get ready.

Carolina Herrera

#4. It is not reasonable that art should win the place of honor over our great and powerful mother Nature. We have so overloaded the beauty and richness of her works by our inventions that we have quite smothered her.

Michel De Montaigne

#5. The old lady whirled round, and snatched her skirts out of danger. The lad fled on the instant, scrambled up the high board-fence, and disappeared over it.

Mark Twain

#6. Five percent seems very little to ask when you consider that the artist, through his or her efforts over many years, is largely responsible for the increased value of their work.

Joe Fafard

#7. 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

#8. He hadn't been intimate with her like this in over five years. Hell he hadn't been with any other women either.

Kacey Hammell

#9. Her heart was pounding hard, not with excitement but with fear. The head could tell the heart all that was eighteen years over, but in matters of emotion the heart had its own brilliant vocabulary.

Stephen King

#10. Go lie down" I told them. You're both exhausted, and we're not doing anything else tonight. Get some rest.
Puck snorted "My, aren't we bossy today," he said though it lack his over energy. "Give a girl an army and it goes straight to her head."
(Meghan & Puck)

Julie Kagawa

#11. I screwed her over. I didn't want to see her screwed over by someone else.

Cassandra Clare

#12. daily visual reminder of the depths drink sunk him to, so Mrs. O. had gone around with her nose bent over flat against her left cheek - Bud O.'d tagged her with a left cross - until U.H.I.D. referred her to Al-Anon, which

David Foster Wallace

#13. When drops from the canopy kissed her face, he drew his wings over his head, creating a shelter. I've always room for you too.

Kresley Cole

#14. Woman cannot survive on droplets, she requires waves to regularly crash over her shores as the moon gives way to the sun...

Virginia Alison

#15. Avoid outshining the master. All superiority is odious, but the superiority of a subject over his prince is not only stupid, it is fatal. This is a lesson that the stars in the sky teach us - they may be related to the sun, and just as brilliant, but they never appear in her company.

Baltasar Gracian

#16. Mama forbade me to attend the Exhibition after an over-heating spell, yet she insisted I gallivant in the park in the midafternoon sun. I almost wanted to pass out again just to spite her.

Susan Dennard

#17. I wasn't - " I began.
I didn't - " He began.
How charming," V'lane cut us off. His voice arrived before he did. "The very portrait of human domestic bliss. She's on the floor, you're towering over her. Did he strike you, MacKayla? Say the word and I'll kill him.

Karen Marie Moning

#18. Levi watched her carefully again, his gaze roaming over her face, as if he was trying to see into her mind. "You're not lying. Why are you doing this?"
"Because if I try to shut you out you'll cause me more problems than I want to deal with. And I don't want to kill you.

Katie Reus

#19. to myself as I glanced over at her thick ass lying naked next to me. I was so in love with her smooth cocoa skin and that fat ghetto ass. She had me hypnotized by her big brown eyes... that long black hair...and her smell!!! Damn my bitch was fine and I loved the shit out of her, but

Niki Jilvontae

#20. When does it happen?"
"It already has," Calla replied. Her eyes opened and fixed on Blue. "And it hasn't yet. Time' circular, chicken. We use the same parts of it over and over. Some of us more than others.

Maggie Stiefvater

#21. Second only to the master of us all, Clodia has become the most discussed person in Rome. Versus of unbounded obscenity are scribbled about her over the walls and pavements of all the baths and urinals in Rome.

Thornton Wilder

#22. the bile rising in her throat. Was it over? That easy?

Amulya Malladi

#23. His power over her was limited, because she didn't love him.

Ann Brashares

#24. Women's bodies are public domain, as evidenced clearly at the present time by the furor over abortion. Everyone has an opinion about what a woman should or should not do with her body.

Maureen Murdock

#25. Every girl, whose ideals are high and pure, wields over her friends; an influence which would endure as long as she was faithful to those ideals and which she would as certainly lose if she were ever false to them.

L.M. Montgomery

#26. Nope, not Debby Demint!" His lips curved up while his eyes sparkled with amusement.
"You haven't even seen her. All the guys make fools of themselves over her."
"There's only one who I desire to make a fool of myself over."
Were all vampires as charming as Dominic?

Terry Spear

#27. It was a long story, and sometimes she grew quiet and cried - and during those times he leaned over to wipe away her tears.

Sarah J. Maas

#28. Lane watched her for a moment with mounting irritation. Quite probably, he resented and feared any signs of detachment in a girl he was seriously dating. In any case, he surely was concerned over the possibility that this bug Franny had might bitch up the whole weekend.

J.D. Salinger

#29. He stood back then stripped off his shirt. She let out a gasp then hesitantly put her hand out before pulling back. He took her hand in his then put her palm over his heart.
It's okay, you can touch. You can do anything you want.

Carrie Ann Ryan

#30. Which fairy-tale princess ever chose her maid over her prince?

Kate Morton

#31. For the thousandth time, Faith wondered why this appealed to her. She detested letting men walk all over her, letting them think they were supreme beings. But when Mr. Meisner did all these diabolical things to her, her body fired up and wanted more.

Cari Silverwood

#32. Strategically placed at the level of her T3 vertebra, just below the deepest back on any of her blouses, was a tattoo of the human brain. He had to look away or else he'd jump her bones all over again. The brain got him every time.

Meredith Marple

#33. I bent over her and kissed her lips. She embraced me, and we remained like that as the light from the candle sputtered then went out.

Carlos Ruiz Zafon

#34. The poor soul would have been 100 - if he'd lived another twelve years. Apparently he asked to be scattered over the place where he spent his happiest moments - but Bridget wasn't keen no having ash all over her duvet.

Bridget Golightly

#35. Through the higher love the whole life of man is to be elevated from temporal selfishness to the spring of all love, to God: man will again be master over nature by abiding in God and lifting her up to God.

Meister Eckhart

#36. You have to stop and freeze the moment," he told me I had told her. "You have to make yourself remember by repeating it in your head over and over. You have to write to preserve your sanity.

Jenny Hubbard

#37. Beneath her cheek, his heart was thumping steadily. Definitely faster than his usual near-hibernation beat. Lifting her head, she flashed him a tight smile. "I get to you."
"Are you kidding? You own me," he said, his voice running over her like silk.

Jill Shalvis

#38. Yet my longing for her was like a bad cold that had hung on for years despite my conviction that I was sure to get over it at any moment.

Donna Tartt

#39. Rino's mother is named Raffaella Cerullo, but everyone has always called her Lina. Not me, I've never used either her first name or her last. To me, for more than sixty years, she's been Lila. If I were to call her Lina or Raffaella, suddenly, like that, she would think our friendship was over.

Elena Ferrante

#40. The cold, cruel reality is that with one current justice now approaching ninety, and four others over seventy, the day will inevitably arrive when a sitting justice lies in an intensive care unit, both unable to resign and unable to resume his or her duties.

Jacob M. Appel

#41. I am so sorry for you, Leslie.' She said it like she really meant it. But not like she was completely surprised. 'And for him. Because he's lost you now.' This last part undid me. Despite her cruel criticism of me over the years, from where she sat, I was anyone and everyone's prize.

Leslie Morgan Steiner

#42. I watched as she stretched over the board to flick off a fallen leaf. Underneath her thin cotton shell, I saw how fragile the bones in her back were, far too sliver-prone, far too light to support a pair of wings.

Connie May Fowler

#43. I hand over some files to and her eyes meet mine, all cool and sweet like a snow-cone in July.

Liz Reinhardt

#44. When Rapunzel saw the prince, she fell over him and began to weep, and her tears dropped into his eyes

Marissa Meyer

#45. You might loosen your corset strings," he advised. "It will make your journey more pleasant."
"I'm not wearing a c-corset," she said without looking at him.
"You aren't? My God." His gaze slid over her with expert assessment.

Lisa Kleypas

#46. Kathel, you have the face of a scoundrel." Her eyes drifted slowly over his face and landed for a moment on his full lips. "With lips created for sin."
"Keirah," he whispered, gently squeezing her hands. "Talk like that is not helping matters.

Madison Thorne Grey

#47. Recently, I was in Africa monitoring elections when right on the street, this guy started beating a woman. I got out of my car, pulled her inside and drove her to the hospital. But after the doctors treated her, she was too afraid to press charges. I've seen this over and over in America, too.

Barbara Lee

#48. Bethany." His quiet voice intruded.
Her heart turned over heavily. "This is real right?"
His face contorted as if he were in pain. "Yes, it's real."
Crazy people probably did things like this all the time. Asked their imaginary alien friends if they were real, and of course, they'd say yes.

Jennifer L. Armentrout

#49. Anyone can wear glitter, even a woman in her 60s. It's all about techniques. Instead of applying glitter all over the face, you can just add a little to the inner corner of your eyes or on your brow bone, or even on your Cupid's bow. It just adds this magical element to your makeup.

Michelle Phan

#50. I laughed. So, let me get this straight. You slayed the dragon, jumped over the moat, climbed the tower of the evil King's castle, saved the princes, and rode off with her into sunset aka Shadow land. Why, you're my knight in shining armour.

Jayde Scott

#51. Grandfather used to say that when a woman got ready to fall in love the man didn't matter, because she could drape her feeling over a scarecrow and pretend he was handsome ...

Ellen Glasgow

#52. The dog growled again, long and ferocious. The hair on my neck tingled.
And just when I knew he would attack, a horrible scream split the air, and Darlene passed out and fell over on her side.

Carol Petrie

#53. I wouldn't last the night without the walls between us. Her touch, those lips, I craved them. How could I let her go, to even think of leaving her alone? I dragged myself away, and told her to dress in something nice. A minute longer, lost in those lips, and my plan would've been over.

Rae Z. Ryans

#54. If you would have a boy to despise his mother, let her keep him at home, and spend her life in petting him up, and slaving to indulge his follies and caprices.

Anne Bronte

#55. She glanced over abstractedly, still keeping company with her most recent thought.

Leah Hager Cohen

#56. He'd swiftly collected those monsters' heads, tying them together with a piece of the rope she'd hoped never to see again, then strung them over his shoulder. Periodically, he offered his catch to her.
"No, no, I have a pair just like them at home," she'd said. "I would just regift them.

Kresley Cole

#57. Mistletoe was her new favorite holiday decoration. She would have to hang some in the kitchen. All over the house. And keep the green stuff hanging until Easter. Or Thanksgiving.

Melissa McClone

#58. She pressed a single soft kiss over his heart, having no idea he'd just given it to her.

Kresley Cole

#59. Another song from her playlist came over the stereo, You Could be Happy by Snow Patrol and another, Embrace by Goldroom.

Ella Dominguez

#60. She said 'Over my dead body!' so I took her at her word.

Diana Wynne Jones

#61. When a girl cries over a guy,she really loves him.when a guy cries over a girl ,he will never love another girl like her.

Lil' Wayne

#62. I look upon Virginia as a rib taken from Britain's side ... While they both proceed as living under the marriage-compact, this Eve might thrive so long as her Adam flourishes. Whatever serpent shall tempt her to go astray etc [will only cause] her husband to rule more strictly over her.

Alexander Spotswood

#63. She tore her eyes from his abs and gave in to the temptation to look further down. Over his kilt her eyes wandered and stopped, speculating on the promising bulge beneath the blue tartan.
"Hope you like what you see...

Lisa Carlisle

#64. She wore leather pants, a long-sleeved shirt open over a tank top, and enough guns and knives to make her look like a pissed-off Ninja Turtle.

S.M. Reine

#65. He turns her over and writes.

Gwen Calvo

#66. So the coffee came and I tasted it - a hot, foul, acidic, dual-carbon compound liquid - and I spat it out all over her. A major breach of human etiquette: apparently, I was meant to swallow

Matt Haig

#67. A dear friend of my early childhood has worked as an anthropologist in Papua New Guinea for much of her life, and from the tiny island where her main work has been focused, she has brought me many funny and beautiful stories over the years.

Michael Leunig

#68. Autumn flings her fiery cloak over the sumac, beech and oak.

Susan Lendroth

#69. Suzanne sat in Roger's chair, staring at the reflection of her dread morning face. Roger browsed his cassette rack. "Do you want calming or stimulating?" he asked her.
Suzanne mulled it over for a few moments. It was a question she had asked herself about men.

Carrie Fisher

#70. Tell me why it is that a toddler will gag over a perfectly wonderful breakfast of ham, eggs, biscuits, juice, and jelly. But then he will enthusiastically drink the dog's water and play in the toilet. Truly, he is his mother's greatest challenge ... ; and her most inexpressible joy.

James Dobson

#71. When looking at her I imagine my childhood and I live it all over again. Having children is getting to live two lives.

Christie Watson

#72. Peter took a long swallow and winked at her over his glass. 'Shall we dance?' he asked, wanting his arm around her and knowing no better way to put it there.

Janet Lambert

#73. Over-taxation cost England her colonies of North America.

Edmund Burke

#74. She imagined Mg. Thane's hands over her own, guiding her Folds, and squinted in the candlelight to ensure all her edges aligned and all her creases were straight.

Charlie N. Holmberg

#75. 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

#76. I looked over at her; if women knew how good they looked in the dash light of oversized pickup trucks, they'd never get out of them.

Craig Johnson

#77. When I was a child, doctors sent my grandmother home in a wheelchair to die. Diagnosed with end-stage heart disease, she already had so much scar tissue from bypass operations that the surgeons had essentially run out of plumbing. There was nothing more to do, they said; her life was over at 65.

Michael Greger

#78. You've got to go where the work is. My mom got a job somewhere else so I went and lived with her and then I just bounced all over going to school, chasing rainbows and all that.

Nikki Jean

#79. I love the smell of you. Sea air, leather, and your skin...all of you." She sewed soft kisses over his chest, inching toward the hollow at the base of his neck. "You'll never be free of me."
His arms tightened like manacles, squeezing her closer. "Never have I wanted to be free of you.

Gina Conkle

#80. He closed his eyes, shook his head. If he could get her alone somewhere, somewhere completely private, he'd kill her. He would break a rock over her head and split her skull open so that he could see, just for a second, what the fuck was in her mind.

Adam Ross

#81. It's not even a kiss anymore. It's jumping off a building. It's a coke binge. A single slash to the throat. Kissing Leo is like perpetual suicide; I die in her mouth over and over, my hips smacking into hers with all the force of the fall.

Lime Craven

#82. Her eyes wandered back to the campus again, and she suddenly grew sober as the thought swept over her that in a few weeks more it would be hers no longer. This happy, irresponsible community life, which had come to be the only natural way of living, was suddenly at an end.

Jean Webster

#83. Chaol," he said, looking over his shoulder. Dorian's eyes were frozen, his jaw clenched. "Treat her well.

Sarah J. Maas

#84. Mothers yielding Bibles, contemplating smearing the blood of lamb chops over her doorway. Anything to keep her son alive another day.

Antonia Perdu

#85. I won't be that girl who lets the guy treat her like crap and still fawns all over him.

Cynthia Hand

#86. Kat!" Gabrielle hissed. "You're going to get caught." The smile Kat flashed over her shoulder was almost wicked. "I know.

Ally Carter

#87. Christmas was over. It had passed, as usual, in a fever of generosities, and left an aftertaste of swindle in its wake. "Anticippointment" Pamela said ... and there was in that invented word all the regret and resignation that forty-seven years of Christmases had built up in her.

David Leavitt

#88. Emily's ginger brows were knit tight, the edges of each almost meeting over the bridge of her pert nose. You know I will, you daft baggage. As if we have any other option.

Kady Cross

#89. Instead he looks over at her, his whole world, and realizes the passenger's side airbag didn't deploy.

Kelley York

#90. Her hand slid beneath his shirt with all the practiced grace of a thief. But this time she wanted him to feel her touch, her palms gliding over his ribs and around his back, fingertips digging into her shoulder blades.

V.E Schwab

#91. Because she wasn't human, Chaol realized, gaping at her from where he still crouched over Fleetfoot.
No - she wasn't human at all.
Celaena was Fae.

Sarah J. Maas

#92. he was more than a little daunted by her brain power. He thought she could probably take over the world. Yet

Veronica Henry

#93. If a person survives an ordinary span of sixty years or more, there is every chance that his or her life as a shapely story has ended and all that remains to be experienced is epilogue. Life is not over, but the story is.

Kurt Vonnegut

#94. I can feel you watching me." Her breathy voice slid over him and it felt like her fingers were running over his hard cock. How the fuck was her voice alone able to rule his dick?

Setta Jay

#95. I don't want her, he said, staring at my lips. I'm just so fucking unhappy, Pigeon. His eyes glossed over and he leaned in, tilting his head to kiss me.

Jamie McGuire

#96. It was broken. It was haunted. Just like her.
But it had bones, and it had memories, and it had the ability to be something strong again. Just like her.

Lauren Gilley

#97. Madonna has total control over her life, and not many women have that.

Monica Seles

#98. I have every kind of control, and I have learned them over decades and decades, and I am using them all not to push you up against the bookcase and kiss you until neither of us can breathe."
She lifted her chin. "And what would be wrong with that?

Cassandra Clare

#99. I can't do this with you again and then watch you go," she admitted, her breathing ragged. Her skin tingled all over where their bodies touched and it felt as if it were over a thousand degrees in the house.

Samantha Chase

#100. Loving her is strange and confusing and damn risky. And if I had the chance I'd choose it all over again.

Autumn Doughton