Quotes About She Left Me

#1. She left me alone in the riddle. I needed her because I loved her - or I loved her because I needed her. Why had the feelings turned to a maze? Now I was lost in the dark.

M. Pierce

#2. They might be kind, I thought. They might be sensible and good. They will not be like you.
But I did not say it. I knew it would mean nothing to her. I said something - something ordinary and mild, I cannot think what. And after a time she came and kissed my cheek, and then she left me.

Sarah Waters

#3. She left me then, surrounded by my extravagantly simple finery and I sat for a long time, uncomfortable both with the person I had been and the person I was finally becoming. Caught between the two of them, I felt rather lonely, as one often does with a new acquaintance.

Deanna Raybourn

#4. Without the armor of my anger, I feel so vulnerable. Here it is: the truth. She left me, and I have never forgiven either of us for it.

Jessica Spotswood

#5. I loved her for the way she embraced the unknown, how she opened herself up to every experience. When I was with her, she opened me up, too, stirred my passion and heightened my every sensation. Which was great, until she left me and all my heightened senses to deal with the heartache of losing her.

Jonathan Tropper

#6. She left me. All this time she was gone, I didn't know if she was dead or just didn't want me. But now it doesn't matter. I choose my new parents and I choose my friends. I choose the family I made. I choose me.

Madeleine Roux

#7. I'm glad she left me the kids. I'd be lost without them. Lost and bitter. With them here, I'm only bitter.

Steven Herrick

#8. She left me at the worst possible time because I knew her enough to know I was completely in love with her, but she didn't leave me with enough memories.

Kate Le Vann

#9. My second wife - I was still young then - she left me, and I made the mistake of winning her back. It took me years to lose her again after that. She was a good woman. It is not easy to lose a good woman. If one must marry it is better to marry a bad woman.

Graham Greene

#10. When she left me
I stood out in the thunderstorm,
hoping to be destroyed by lightning.
It missed, first left, then right.

Ted Kooser

#11. She left me, offended at my want of sympathy, and thinking, no doubt, that I envied her. I did not - at least, I firmly believed I did not.

Anne Bronte

#12. Is it possible that in all those years she left me nothing of herself, or, worse, that I didn't want to keep anything of her? It is. This

Elena Ferrante

#13. This was, I thought, why love was so dangerous. I searched for the right words, when a certain warmth stole over me at the realization that her happiness was more important than fear. Even if she left me ...

Stephanie Dray

#14. I was born when she kissed me. I died when she left me. I lived a few weeks while she loved me.

Humphrey Bogart

#15. I call my wife and tell her I'm going to sleep at the lab. She reminds me that she left me a week ago. Louis tries to crack me up by pantomiming humping a chimp through the cage.

Noah Baumbach

#16. You moan, "She left me." "He left me,"
Twenty more will come.

Rumi

#17. When she kissed me, she left me breathless. But it shouldn't have been a surprise, because every day since she'd entered my life a year ago, she'd been stealing my breath.

Adriane Leigh

#18. I'd liked this girl all through high school. After we graduated, we got together for a while, but she left me for another man.

Percy Sledge

#19. I almost had a psychic girlfriend but she left me before we met.

Steven Wright

#20. What do you mean she left me the embryos? I'm supposed to get the cat.

Susan Mallery

#21. Even when she was on her knees- filled with my darkness- she was still shining bright. My Siren's song, my exposed nerve. She lured me in and made me feel. And then she left me to perish.

A. Zavarelli

#22. The house had been torn down. Nothing is left but the old white fence. There used to be privet bushes everywhere. "The smell of privet is the smell of summer for me," I say to Catherine.
"Yes, Mom." she says, "I know, Your memories are my memories now.

Abigail Thomas

#23. Loretta didn't have much time left for mothering, and once I was old enough to fry my own eggs, she started leaving me home with the cat. Then the cat ran away; she didn't notice. Poor

Robin Wasserman

#24. Just because she's dead it doesn't mean I stopped loving her or that she stopped loving me. It's just her body that left. The love didn't.
- Jenna Richards

Julius Lester

#25. Silent as a flower, her face fell in dismay, aware that the ghost of lust ate and left, sensing that there was a different scent of perfume consuming the room, and that she had numbered and counted the he loves me, he loves me not of each petal, where the lifeless dust had settle.

Anthony Liccione

#26. My mom. She really encouraged me. That's the trouble with education: Unless you have a really supportive parent, you get left behind.

Nellie McKay

#27. I wouldn't have left you like that. Not like she did to me." I swallow hard. "She always said I'd die without her and she left anyway."
"But you didn't die," He says.
"I did," I say. "I'm just waiting for the rest of me to catch up.

Courtney Summers

#28. And here," she said. "Let me fix your tie." She tugged on his bow tie, her eyes appraising him, and he basked in it. He had left his tie crooked on purpose, just so she could straighten it.

Elin Hilderbrand

#29. Her eyes were open, then on me again like they never left.

Gayle Forman

#30. THE BACK DOOR, what was left of it, scraped open again, and they could hear boot steps on the stoop, and Lucas said, "This is it, Grace. Who's going after Bowden? Give me something that'll give you a break." She shook her head. "Fuck you.

John Sandford

#31. Smacking his arm lightly, she leaned back. "And Adam is way nicer than his brother."
"A rabid hyena is nicer than Andrew," he retorted. "When we were kids, he locked me in an old chest once. Left me there for hours.

Jennifer L. Armentrout

#32. It's become like an urban myth. I don't know her. I don't know anybody she knows. I was standing there at the party by myself for an hour and then I left. Once I got those auditions, I worked really hard. Nobody did me any favors.

Shannyn Sossamon

#33. Lief. That's not nice, considering all your sister has done for you," admonished Perl.
"Oh right. How could I forget that she made me bait for a snake, left me on house arrest in Ixia, and smuggled me into the Keep in a coffin.

Maria V. Snyder

#34. Everyone has left me
except my muse,
that good nurse.
She stays in my hand,
a mild white mouse.

Anne Sexton

#35. What I know is that she sets me on fire, and if you were to perform an intradermal test on me, you'd know when she was in it because you'd see the trails of blaze she left behind. Because that's what I feel at the mere thought of her, and I'd rather live my life in flames than be numb without her.

Claire Contreras

#36. The world I held so closely, she played me like a game,
I released and left her laughing to stand on my own two feet.

Coco J. Ginger

#37. I loved a lass, a fair one,As fair as e'er was seen;She was indeed a rare one,Another Sheba queen:But, fool as then I was,I thought she loved me too:But now, alas! she's left me,Falero, lero, loo!

George Wither

#38. She looks happy to me when she's beside you."
I laugh bitterly. "She looked real happy when she left."
"She looked hurt. Hurt means she cares. It's indifference that should scare you. The same look foster parents give you when you come and go.

Katie McGarry

#39. I'm always fine," Andi snapped. But she knew that Lira sensed the lie the moment it left her lips. She sighed. "I'm just in shock. Seeing Dex again after I thought her was gone for good... I stuck a knife through him, Lira. And now he's come back to haunt me.

Sasha Alsberg

#40. I pointed to the wound. "It's missing," I said.
My grandmother smiled, and that was all it took for me to stop seeing the scar, and to recognize her again. "Yes," she said. "But see how much of me is left?

Jodi Picoult

#41. She bombarded me with breeze and blossoms;left a flirtatious smile; provoked me to say the most beautiful word in the world. Then ... She said 'no' and started breezing the next one!!

Nelson Jack

#42. We have nothing left. Orphans. Castaways." She turns to me. "Childless. That is what we are. The unwanted or the un-killed. We
are together only by the wrongs done to us. There is no-one else to worry about us, to fear for our safety, or to give us comfort.

Bill Blais

#43. She was a fever from which I will never recover. All heat and hunger. She inflamed my senses. And when she devoured my very soul, when I had nothing left to surrender, she abandoned me to the wreckage of my self, and smiled. In the kingdom of passion the ruler is obsession.

Calvin Klein

#44. That won't give me my lipstick back, you little brat!" "I couldn't help myself!" she pleads. And I unconsciously nod. That's it, kid - go with insanity. It's all you've got left.

Emma Chase

#45. A sad smile crossed her face, and I knew right then what she was trying to tell me. Her eyes never left mine as she finally said the words that numbed my soul.
I'm dying, Landon.

Nicholas Sparks

#46. Before I leave, the Eurotrash girl tells me she likes my gazelleskin wallet. I tell her I would like to tit-fuck her and then maybe cut her arms off, but the music, George Michael singing "Faith," is too loud and she can't hear me. Back upstairs I find Patricia where I left her,

Bret Easton Ellis

#47. She deserved more, so much more than me; an angry, depressed, broken man. I couldn't give her what she needed - love. So, I did what I had asked her to do. I left.

K.I. Lynn

#48. There was a time in Africa the people could fly. Mauma told me this one night when I was ten years old. She said, Handful, your granny-mauma saw it for herself. She say they flew over trees and clouds. She say they flew like blackbirds. When we came here, we left that magic behind.

Sue Monk Kidd

#49. I said I don't want it in the house, is that clear?' She turned and left. Discussion closed. I knew better than to argue. I cast a guilty glance over my shoulder at Aphra. She was grinning at me. What she doesn't know won't hurt her, Reg.

Nancy A. Collins

#50. She died, and left to me
This heath, this calm and quiet scene,
The memory of what has been,
And never more will be.

William Wordsworth

#51. Before taking her into the library, my wife told me she was an old friend in a marriage crisis. A fatuous lie; at her age there are no crises left in marriage, only acceptance and extraction. (General Villiers)

Robert Ludlum

#52. She was my everything
the lungs that allowed me to breathe
the heart that had to beat
the eyes that let me see
She'd become a part of me, and all that was left was a piece of paper to tell the world we were as inseparable as I already felt we were

Cora Carmack

#53. It was like she held a string and pulled on it just slightly to open me up. She got in, put a piece of herself inside me, and left again. In there, somewhere, I still feel it.

Markus Zusak

#54. I thought you'd forgotten," she said, legitimately surprised. it had never left her mind
especially in light of recent developments
but she'd thought it had slipped his.
"I don't forget anything," he teased. "Especially something like that. Wait for me, and we'll talk.

Richelle Mead

#55. I didn't know I was about to be left with her idea of me; with her idea of my goodness pinned onto me like a badge and no chance to throw it back at her (as would have been the normal course of affairs with a mother and a daughter - if she'd lived, as I'd grown older).

Margaret Atwood

#56. Saying those words made a sharp, quick panic rise up in her, an aching pain that had her throat closing. "You left me," she repeated. Maybe it was only out of blind terror at the abyss opening up again around her, but she whispered, "I have no one left. No one.

Sarah J. Maas

#57. But the only game she wanted to play was Kidnapper, where she tied me up and left me in my own tree house for about twelve hours, until Dad climbed up and got me down. Why hadn't I at least called for help? I had. But no one had heard me. Probably because of the gag in my mouth.

Douglas Rees

#58. She needed me, yet I couldn't reach her, no matter how hard I tried. "Maggie!" I screamed her name as loud as I could, but no words left my lips. Instead, her name and my voice bounced around inside of my head.

J.L. Beck

#59. Somebody who has stayed the same all my life, somebody who has never left me alone, I don't need to think what she thinks of me as all I know she is with me for whatever I am and I will be..This one is for you ... My mum

Nigar Siddiqui

#60. You wouldn't have taken Rose to such a place, would you?"
"Of course not, but she is a little girl, and I'm-"
"My life", he interrupted quietly. "You're my entire life. If anything ever happens to you, Holly, there is nothing left for me.

Lisa Kleypas

#61. She brushed off her hands and grabbed her purse, setting off for the back porch with purpose. On the ground, Cocky squawked his indignation at being left. "Hush," Cole chided him. "You've already gotten more play than me.

Alessandra Torre

#62. My mother and I were very close and even when I left home and came to London I would ring her every day. She was very proud of me and loved my celebrity. She would often come to shoots and TV shows with me.

Gail Porter

#63. I held her as the rain beat down on the car.
I held her tighter as it got worse.
I let go of her when it cleared.
And then I drove her home.
All while not saying a Goddamn word - because really - what was there left to say?
She said she couldn't be with me.

Jay McLean

#64. I don't want to be alone, I whispered. The second those words left my mouth, Vivvie flew across the room. She hugged me like hugging was a contact sport.

Jennifer Lynn Barnes

#65. That to me was the most poignant part of Diana's wedding; as she was walking up the aisle and her eyes were going left to right, looking at people and smiling in the way that Diana did - and that diamond tiara glittering like mad. It was great.

Bruce Oldfield

#66. She taught me how to wear a Tangail saree, she taught me Julius Caesar. She taught me how to deal with the pain of a broken heart.'
('Left from Dhakeshwari')

Kunal Sen

#67. She reminded me of what it did to her when I left - what it still does to her when I leave. She feels horrible about bringing that up, but she's right. I'll never be able to make up for that, but I'll never stop trying anyway.

Stephenie Meyer

#68. I left the window open, she says.
And just like that, the world pulls back into focus. I stop spinning and something in me cracks - not something literal like bones, thank god, but something just as deep - and I'm so ready for this damn night to end, but I don't want it to end here.

Victoria Schwab

#69. She "loved me" in quotations She kissed me in bold I TRIED TO KEEP HER in all caps She left with an ellipsis . . .

Colleen Hoover

#70. When I was planning LearnVest, everyone told me I had to talk to Ann Kaplan, one of the first female partners at Goldman Sachs. Within five minutes of our meeting, she totally got the idea - and by the time I left, she was a seed investor.

Alexa Von Tobel

#71. I snipped the cherries but left the banana." She gave him a knowing look.
"God," said Sir Sun.
"No, not God. Me. I did it." She pointed at herself.

Mav Skye

#72. She is no longer here, but he won't let her go. So, where does that leave me? Well, that's easy. I'm left alone.

Ella Frank

#73. Sometimes I doubt if the game is worth the candle. (...) But I know if I abandoned my ambition - hardly as she uses me - I should have nothing but remorse left for the rest of my days.

H.G.Wells

#74. You take advantage. He don't stay at birthday party like good boy. He come to you for nicky nacky. You slut. I fix you so he see. I give you vordo. She waved her hand at me, she slapped her ass, and she wheeled around and left the coffee shop.

Janet Evanovich

#75. She doesn't even tell me it'll be okay when every single ounce of whatever was left inside my chest is propelled out of me the moment I realize that the very best part of me is dead.

Colleen Hoover

#76. She blinked at me, then realized I was panicking. Honestly, it was like admitting to murder before being interrogated.
"Ms. Davidson," she began, but I decided to trip her up, to throw her off the trail of blood I'd left like an injured animal.
"I don't speak English.

Darynda Jones

#77. My Moms left the state and she doesn't stay in touch. Sometimes I wonder about her story, how she got to where she hated herself so much that she taught it to me.

Colette D. Winlock

#78. What she coaxed out of me was a visceral need to live, and wasn't that what fueled immortality and made it worthwhile anyway? That there were wonders still left to be uncovered?

Roshani Chokshi

#79. Eventually, she looked up, her eyes completely void of emotions. "You are merely a diversion. You mean nothing to me."
She walked past him and out of the room. She left him, a fish gasping amongst the clouds, falling back to earth.

Michelle Frost

#80. And as she was crossing to the day-nursery he added thoughtlessly, 'And shut that window. I feel a draught.'
'O George, never ask me to do that. The window must always be left open for them, always, always.

J.M. Barrie

#81. But there is one cool thing
about having a weirdo mother.
She works so hard at remembering
where she left herself
she doesn't have time
to work on me.

Linda Vigen Phillips

#82. Karen told me about an old woman who was the last surviving inhabitant of one of the Hermit Islands. She was the only one left who could speak her tribe's language, but the anthropologists didn't realize it and never bothered to learn it from her. When the old woman died, the language died with her.

Jerzy Kosinski

#83. You never get mad," she said when their server left the table. "Except at me."
"That's not true," he said tightly. "Torie can get me going."
"Torie doesn't count. You were obviously her mother in a previous life.

Susan Elizabeth Phillips

#84. It was my decision to break up, but he didn't fight me on it. Would he have fought for Trish? And if so, was it because she was the right girl? Or was Trish simply the type of girl men fought for while I was the type of girl men left without looking back?

Meredith Schorr

#85. -Nobody can force you to smile, she says.
-What? I ask. But I know she's not even talking to me, only to herself, as if she's the last person left in the room.
-They can make you show your teeth, but what good is that? Nobody can make you smile against your will.

Hugo Hamilton

#86. Now, my mom always said two wrongs don't make a right. But she never said anything about four wrongs, and that always left me confused.

Hugh Laurie

#87. When she ignored me, I had no choice. Was it a suicide mission? Yes. Was I evil for exploiting her only weakness? Probably. She had left me no choice. It was go hard or go home.

G.L. Tomas

#88. She said if she couldn't play, she had nothing left. What about me?

Gayle Forman

#89. I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game,
To stimulate, then activate the left and right brain.
Said, 'Baby boy, you only funky as your last cut.
You focus on the past, your ass'll be a has-what.'
That's one to live by, or either that's one to die to.

Andre Benjamin

#90. I studied fascism when I was at university. My husband's family are German Jews. I'm very close to his grandma and she left Berlin when she was 19 in 1937. So, it's kind of all around me.

Cate Shortland

#91. I want to find her in this sadness the way she did for me.
...
I have the overpowering urge to make comfort food for her. This is a legacy my dad left me. The hardwired impulse to feed people.

Emery Lord

#92. You shoot like a girl, she laughed smoothly, then lifted her gun and shot me right between the eyes. There was nothing left to do but tackle her. So I did.

Christine Zolendz

#93. so far remained unbroken. Now my turn had come. In early springtime, when I was just sixteen, my mother took me to the house where she had won her shield so many years before. The Lady Abicel, long dead, had left her house and lands, along with her

Catherine M. Wilson

#94. What life she had left could be measured in hours. Small recompense though they were, they belonged to me now. I had only to claim them.

Kim Van Alkemade

#95. Hey, aren't you that guy who fixes cars?" Katie asked,
looking at my grease-covered work pants as if she couldn't believe I ever left the garage.
"Yeah, they let me out every now and then," I said.

Carolee Dean

#96. I didn't know that I've completely left them all in the past. There's a part of me, wishing and hoping, that she would come back for me, and we would start a new life together, but she didn't.

Diyar Harraz

#97. It reminded me how, at work that week, there'd been a meeting when a client visited, a woman, and after she'd left the conference room, the first task had been to evaluate her aesthetically, to weigh in on her breasts and legs, the make and quality of her handbag.

Rosecrans Baldwin

#98. She had a chain of blue forget-me-nots tattooed around her left wrist.

Neil Gaiman

#99. It became a weekend of reading, of trying to see her in the fragments of the poem she'd left for me.

John Green

#100. What are you doing here?" she asked.
"You forgot something when you left Halstead Hall," he said hoarsely.
"What?"
Her heart lept into her throat as he strode purposefully toward her. "Me.

Sabrina Jeffries