Top 100 She Could Be The One Quotes
#1. She's braver than she needs to be," he continued. "Maybe, just maybe, she could be the one.
Debra Anastasia
#2. Something she knew she did not have the right to ask him about. But she wished - oh, how she
wished - that when he was ready to face his fears, she could be the one to help him.
Julia Quinn
#3. One of the most touching things my mother said to me was that if I ever wanted to come back to live in India, she would build me a home and go out and work hard so that I could be happy.
Saroo Brierley
#4. Dodie could often be seen at the club, clutching a white terry-cloth towel in one hand, her cigarette holder in the other, as she pedaled away on one of the club's stationary bikes.
Lily Koppel
#6. Chyna's dumb ass messed up by trying to run Blaize over. How could she be so stupid to think that no one would see the plates?
Myiesha
#7. She was making a conscious effort to take with her all the best things about the world she wanted to leave, just in case memories could be car-ried in one's pockets and used to plot out the course of whatever it was that came next
Jodi Picoult
#8. You say she loves him? No one but a coward would be defrauded of the woman he loved and who loved him. Ah, if I had once felt Madeleine's hand tremble in mine, if her rosy lips had pressed a kiss upon my brow, the whole world could not take her from me.
Emile Gaboriau
#9. She was easy to look at and easy to be with most of the time, but she was in no sense of the word an easy person. She was afflicted with a restlessness of spirit he could not guess at, but he knew she was the one for him.
Harper Lee
#10. Landsman doesn't buy that. Bina never stopped wanting to redeem the world. She just let the world she was trying to redeem get smaller and smaller until at one point, it could be bounded in the hat of a hopeless policeman.
Michael Chabon
#11. They were plighted; they were one eternally; they could not be parted. She listened gravely, conceiving the infinity as a narrow dwelling where a voice droned and ceased not. However, she listened. She became an attentive listener.
George Meredith
#12. Beneath his exhaustion, he radiated a serenity that suggested nothing in this place could touch him. Maybe nothing in this world could touch him. It was one of the most beautiful things she'd ever seen. She wanted to be that way, too: at peace with herself, autonomous, free.
Lauren Kate
#13. God made her a giving person, and even in this house of people who could be so hateful and hard, her one skill, she knew, was to serve them and make them happy, the way even an unwatered tree still provides whatever shade it can.
J. Ryan Stradal
#14. Eventually, when the first phase of the process ended, she began to cry. She cried quietly, even silently, burring her face in her hands, her shoulder quivering, as if she wanted to be sure that no one else in the world could tell that she was crying.
Haruki Murakami
#15. Was slated for the afternoon shift with Nate, but hell if I was sticking to the schedule. I figured one of two things would happen the more time I spent with her. I'd learn she was annoying, a pain in the ass, or silly, and all of those would be great because I could get her out of my system.
Lauren Blakely
#16. If a woman could take care of herself, would she still need a man? Would she even want one? And if she didn't want a man, what kind of woman would she be? Would she even be a woman? Because it seemed if you were a woman, the only thing you were really supposed to want was a man.
Candace Bushnell
#17. I keep saying that, if Samuel L. Jackson and Bette Davis could have a baby, it would be Taraji P. Henson. To me, she's one of the greatest character actors of our generation, let alone leading ladies. She's just phenomenal in everything she does.
Jussie Smollett
#18. How can you be so cold-blooded about everything?"
She could have sworn that one corner of the Mage's mouth twitched upward for just an instant as he gestured toward the sun beating down upon them. "I am actually quite warm at the moment.
Jack Campbell
#19. I wouldn't be an actor if it weren't for the English teacher I had my junior year in high school. She's the one who told me I could be an actor. I had never met an actor, I had never seen a real play, only high school plays. I didn't know actors were real, that it was a real job.
Julianne Moore
#20. She now knew that the death she feared might not be a physical one, that it could be death of the will, the soul, the mind, the laws, and thus not death, but a perpetual dying.
Joanne Greenberg
#21. A lover was affectionate and a husband was authoritative. His work was always way more important than his family. His work and his needs were to be accepted as uppermost in every way. She could take leave from her work for one day to take her child to the carnival but he could not.
Anuradha Bhattacharyya
#22. She hoped he could move on one day and find happiness. He had the luxury to try. She hoped he would succeed.
Be happy for the both of us.
As it was, she would never forget him. The memory of their time together she will cherish always, even as it eats away at her sanity.
Kiersten Fay
#23. Poetry is a special use of language that opens onto the real. The business of the poet is truth telling, which is why in the Celtic tradition no one could be a teacher unless he or she was a poet.
Huston Smith
#24. She laughed, and the duke might actually have smiled, though one could never be certain.
Carolyn Jewel
#25. The best word shakers were the ones who understood the true power of words. They were the ones who could climb the highest. One such word shaker was a small, skinny girl. She was renowned as the best word shaker of her region because she knew how powerless a person could be WITHOUT words.
Markus Zusak
#26. How's our young guest?" he asked.
As docile as any child could be, wearing a drug-delivery system as she is," said one of the ministers.
She constantly demands to see her mother," said another, "and somewhat less constantly demands that we return her homburg to her.
Frank Beddor
#27. Things must be done, life must go on. Life would go on, even if every breath she took hurt, even if her joints ached when she moved. Sorry and loneliness were an insidious evil, for they lived in the mind. One could not take a tonic and see them dissipate.
Kristen Callihan
#28. Of course every girl wishes she could be one of those pop star babes who wave their hands in the air yelling about being survivors but when love sits on one side of you and loneliness on the other, it's hard to stop the touching and the kissing.
Lisa O'Donnell
#29. She told me once that when she was with me she felt like the beautiful woman she never thought she'd be. I can't imagine what could ever make her think she wasn't beautiful enough to anyone, least of all me. She's the beautiful one. The most beautiful one in the world to me.
Elizabeth Finn
#30. She was the only one for whom the house didn't have to be cleaned, for whom she didn't have to wear her makeup, and around whom she could say anything without fear of repercussions, or of looking truly stupid.
Jodi Picoult
#31. They could see she was a real Princess and no question about it, now that she had felt one pea all the way through twenty mattresses and twenty more feather beds. Nobody but a Princess could be so delicate.
Hans Christian Andersen
#32. Absently, she wondered if finding one's place in the world always felt like this, as if an audible click could be heard
Melissa Marr
#33. The thought came to me that all one loves in art becomes beautiful. Beauty is nothing but the expression of the fact that something is being loved. Only thus could she be defined.
Robert Musil
#34. She'd never been attracted to alpha men, and Luke was so alpha he could be a spokesman for the Alpha Support Group if they would admit to needing one - which would never happen, because they were too alpha.
Edie Ramer
#35. When she spread her wings and leaped screeching into the air she had not the slightest doubt that every hand below her would stretch to catch her. And if one could leap from a height with no fear of falling, could one not be said to possess the secret of flight? Just like a bird, just like a god.
David Anthony Durham
#36. Perhaps this was one of the things that had made her so different all along---that she saw the truth of things. That beauty could sometimes be ugly, and that you didn't always find good and evil where you expected to---or where you'd been told to find them.
Peternelle Van Arsdale
#37. Mira sat down on the rim of the fountain. The marble ledge was damp, and mist sprinkled her skin. Coins shimmered under the water like fish scales.
She counted them, each one a wish, and wondered how love could be anything but good.
Sarah Cross
#38. Nick didn't take from me, he infused me, showed me the woman I could be - the one I wanted to be. Sexy. Fierce. Shameless. One who took what she wanted without apology. Without fear.
Keri Lake
#39. But look behind you, Mary.' She nodded towards the dais. 'One of the musicians seems to be trying to attract your attention.'
It was Peter. He was standing on the dais smiling across at me. My delight at seeing him was such that I could not disguise it - did not try to disguise it.
Jennifer Paynter
#40. If one's safety is threatened, one often finds courage one didn't know one had, and the eldest Baudelaire found she could be brave enough to open the door.
Lemony Snicket
#41. When they were done, Dionne took her panties in one hand and her new Bible in the other and let the breeze when it came touch her where Trevor had before. She felt wiser somehow, an looking at the church lit up above, thought that maybe this kin of pleasure could be her religion.
Naomi Jackson
#42. She knew she could not be Jem for Will. No one could. But slowly the hollow places in his heart were filling in.
Cassandra Clare
#43. But she knew this, - that it was necessary for her happiness that she should devote herself to some one. All the elegancies and outward charms of life were delightful, if only they could be used as the means to some end. As an end themselves they were nothing.
Anthony Trollope
#44. One of the things she loved about having [him] around was that his thoughts could be so black as to make hers shine gray.
Hugh Howey
#45. How much is a life worth? This question is the first that enters Zoey's mind each morning, and it is the last she thinks before falling off to sleep every night. Can a price be put on such a thing? And if it could be, would one ever be able to pay it?
Joe Hart
#46. It pleased him to see the hurt look on her face, the tears springing into her eyes. She might be a daughter of the Great Don but she was his wife, she was his property now and he could treat her as he pleased. It made him feel powerful that one of the Corleones was his doormat.
Mario Puzo
#47. Why do you hurt me? What more do you want?" she asked, tears shining in her eyes.
"Power over you, little one," he said, smiling. "What does any man want but that? It is something in the blood of every one of us. We would all be a tyrant if we could.
Conn Iggulden
#48. Bakersville was never going to be the same. She'd been to other small towns where the residents all thought serial killers looked like monsters, that no member of their community could hide such dark desires. Once upon a time, she'd lived in one.
And the monster there had ripped her life apart.
Elizabeth Heiter
#49. My mom was really cool. She's the one that gave me the mentality about believing in myself and trusting it, that I was always gonna be okay, and that I could do things in a special way. She just pumped me up, you know?
Pete Carroll
#50. Psychology, she thought; that is what they called it these days, but in her view it was something much older than that. It was woman's knowledge, that was what it was; knowledge of how men behaved and how they could be persuaded to do something if one approached the matter in the right way.
Alexander McCall Smith
#51. Angelina Jolie's older brother James Haven, the one she made out with, has a license plate on his SUV that reads Shiloh. Maybe it's not that weird. After all, he could be the father.
Chelsea Handler
#52. Imogen looked at Ty, at the one man who could halt her stone-cold logic and make her just feel ... She needed that, to be caught off guard, to learn to trust her first gut reaction to her emotions. There had been no hesitation on her part - he had asked and her heart had sung out a big fat yes.
Erin McCarthy
#53. This is why I didn't get married last year," she said to him. "I wouldn't be here to nurse you." She thought about that for a moment. "Of course, one could make the argument that you wouldn't be in this situation if not for me. But we're not going to dwell upon that.
Julia Quinn
#54. It was enough to make her want to sit down on the ground and cry. It was too much. But there was no one else, so it couldn't be too much. It had to be exactly enough. It had to be what she could handle, and she had to handle it
Holly Black
#55. His hand came forward, an all too manly appendage lined by callouses. If that trigger finger could produce as accurate shooting as the callous running across it suggested, she'd be tempted to be sick. She'd worked her whole life for a star and he'd gotten one within a half hour.
Anne Garboczi Evans
#56. She was meant to be his destruction ... A pawn played in a perilous game between father and son ... Yet, her strength was more than either man could imagine.As Maddy learns to save herself ... She becomes the one thing that could set the son free
M.S. Willis
#57. Love's about finding the one person who makes your heart complete. Who makes you a better person than you ever dreamed you could be. Its about looking in the eyes of your wife and knowing all the way to your bones that she's simply the best person you've ever known.
Julia Quinn
#58. Most of the time she considered herself a grown woman, and accordingly a one-night stand could be fun. (Angie)
Annie Nicholas
#59. I can't say I based [Carla] on anybody I knew. She was so foulmouthed and mean, just said what was on her mind. So I guess Carla is somebody I always wished I could be at the right moment, the one who always has the perfect comeback.
Shelley Long
#60. Bai Shen did not move. He gazed down at Miri, and she could still see the fear, but this time it was mixed with guilt and deep raging sorrow that she could only guess had less to do with her, and everything to do with setting one's heart on a plan that had proven itself to be The Dumbest Move Alive.
Marjorie M. Liu
#61. One could teach knowledge. One could teach skills. One could even, she knew, teach something of the Force. But patience had to be learned alone.
Alan Dean Foster
#62. In Alexander's life there was one thread that could not be broken by death, by distance, by time, by war. Could not be broken. As long as I am in the world, she said with her breath and her body, as long as I am, you are permanent, soldier.
Paullina Simons
#63. If there were but one thing I could hope for from the reader of the remainder of this book, it would be that he or she possesses the capacity to perceive the miraculous.
M. Scott Peck
#64. It was quite a different sort of thing, a sentiment distinct and independent. Mrs. Weston was the object of a regard which had its basis in gratitude and esteem. Harriet would be loved as one to whom she could be useful. For Mrs. Weston there was nothing to be done; for Harriet every thing.
Jane Austen
#65. Sometimes it is quite surprising, the emotional intensity of it. I was in NY one day, in Barnes and Noble, and I could see this woman following me around and after a bit I stopped and said 'Hello' and she just looked at me and said: "PLEASE LET EDITH BE HAPPY!"
Julian Fellowes
#66. See? Small steps. Just take it one thing at a time and you'll be fine. Angel, I'm not going to hurt you. You know that, right? Can you nod for me? Breathe a little? Tender humor mixed with the concern in his face could undo her. And give her reassurance. She was rather amazed at the combination.
Joey W. Hill
#67. To be loved to madness
such was her great desire. Love was to her the one cordial which could drive away the eating loneliness of her days. And she seemed to long for the abstraction called passionate love more than for any particular lover.
Thomas Hardy
#68. God is the only one who listens to her ... she is the prototype of the devout woman who perseveres in prayer, convinced that it will be heard ... How many favours each of us could tell of if we recalled with gratitude the gifts we have received in order to praise God for them!
University Of Navarra
#69. Yes, she was proud of her body, and no one could criticise her for that: even if she were seventy years old, she would still be proud of her body, because it was through her body that the soul could do its work
Paulo Coelho
#70. To love or be loved is no crime. the really criminal thing is to make a person believe that he or she is the only one you could ever love.
Henry Miller
#71. He could not be mistaken. There were no other eyes like those in the world. There was only one creature in the world who could concentrate for him all the brightness and meaning of life. It was she. It was Kitty.
Leo Tolstoy
#72. She was one of those Southerners who knew from an early age that the South could never be more for them than a fragrant prison, administered by a collective of loving but treacherous relatives.
Pat Conroy
#73. She has bitten into a crisp juicy apple and wondered if the bite and the thought were connected
one never knew what went together, and seemingly random acts could be cosmically related.
Delia Ephron
#74. She had been his first love, so maybe, in a way, she had the rightful claim to his heart. Maybe it was like how when you stepped out of the grocery store line to grab bread, no one could really be mad when you returned to your spot. It wasn't cutting if you had been there before.
Brit Bennett
#75. She did not know how to explain what happened, how everything has changed in just one day, how someone she loved so dearly could be there one minute, and the next minute: gone.
Celeste Ng
#76. I still felt hot. Like I was sweltering. Like I was on fire. The kind of fire that couldn't be put out by water. The kind that couldn't be put out the way I was used to fighting other fires. She was the only one who could douse this kind of fire.
Kat Austen
#77. By seven o'clock even the long corridor was as dim as the alley outside. No one thought of shutting the windows - I doubt whether they will shut...and the fog rolled over the sill in banks and round the open glass doors, till even the white cap of a Sister could hardly be seen as she passed.
Enid Bagnold
#78. I'm one that believes that Samuel Alito appointment on the Supreme Court is a pivotal appointment. And because he replace Sandra Day O'Connor and because she was the fifth vote on 148 cases, you well could be a very key and decisive vote.
Dianne Feinstein
#79. How could someone possibly be that beautiful? She wondered for the hundred thousandth time. What higher power orchestrated such a perfect union of genes? Who decided that one single solitary soul deserved skin like that? It was so fundamentally unfair.(Chasing Harry Winston)
Lauren Weisberger
#80. The village of Wall watched the battle of wills with fascination, wondering what the outcome would be, for no one crossed Bridget Forester: she had a tongue that could, the villagers said, blister the paint from a barn door and tear the bark from an oak.
Neil Gaiman
#81. She had the sea in her blood, and sometimes, if she lay very still at night, with one ear pressed into the mattress, she could even hear the sound of waves.
If that wasn't the sign that the sea was in her blood, what could it be?
Eloisa James
#82. To be studious was to be the opposite of boring, she had believed; it was to be so interested, so madly curious, that one simply could not wait for the answers to arrive on their own: one had to go chase them in the only manner available.
Meredith Duran
#83. She wore a killer smile, absolutely devastating. It was a smile that could twist a man's heart. A man could fall in love just being on the receiving end of that smile. A man would want to see the smile every day and be the one who could make it appear. He would want it all to himself.
Harlan Coben
#84. That was how troubles arrived, mourners rushing the bar at a wake. Though they came in funereal flocks, they could be dismissed only one at a time, and that was how she would have to proceed.
Michael Chabon
#85. Perfect, he was so perfect - the exact balance she hadn't known she'd been looking for: the roughness she loved and the sweetness she'd always craved but never found. It didn't have to be one or the other. She could have it all. With him, she could have everything.
Cherrie Lynn
#86. Anna Quangel felt herself trembling. Then she looked over at Otto again. He might be right: whether their act was big or small, no one could risk more than his life. Each according to his strength and abilities, but the main thing was, you fought back. Still
Hans Fallada
#87. He wanted one night with her when he did not have to be on his guard waiting for the Douglases to discover that she was English and a lass; one night when he could sit and talk with her by the fire without another soul in sight; one night when when he did not need to pretend he did not want her.
Margaret Mallory
#88. I finally understood that no matter what I did, or who I found, I-he-none of us-would ever be able to win over the memories she had of Dad, memories that soothed her even while they made her sad, because she'd built a world out of them she knew how to survive on even if no one else could.
Nicole Krauss
#89. The real miracle here, or stunning thing to me, is that Angela Merkel thought that she could talk on a cellphone and no one would be listening to her, allies or foes.
Joe Trippi
#90. Besides, things you loved deeply could be lost in a second, and then there was no filling the hole left inside you. So she lived in the moment, as if her life were one long party that never had to stop as long as she kept the good times going.
Libba Bray
#91. She was right; if Logan lost a grip on his emotions, it could be dangerous for Page because she'd be the one administering the shot.
Dannika Dark
#92. And she has a thousand virtues and not one acknowledged sin, But she is the sort of person you could liken to a pin. And she pricks you, and she sticks you, in a way that can't be said, When you seek for what has hurt you, why, you cannot find the head.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
#93. One day, she ventured to the palace library and was delighted to find what good company books could be.
E. Lockhart
#94. How calm the house was. How deceptive that could be. One could lose everything in the blink of an eye, the slip of a foot. "One must avoid dark thoughts at all costs," she said to Ursula.
Kate Atkinson
#95. She could be affectionate, generous, and optimistic one day; vengeful, depressed, and irritable the next. In the colloquial language of her friends, she was "either in the garret or cellar." In either mood, she needed attention, something the self-contained Lincoln was not always able to provide.
Doris Kearns Goodwin
#96. Carmen hated the 'life is too short" rationalization. She thought it was one of the lamer excuses in the history of excuse-making. Whenever you did something because "life is too short not to," you could be sure life would be just long enough to punish you for it.
Ann Brashares
#97. A better mother would shape that anger into loss and then, at least, into the kind of memory of love one can sustain, but Vianne was too empty to be a good mother right now. She could think of no words that weren't a lie or useless.
Kristin Hannah
#98. She thought that they could live together for twenty years and he might never consider asking her about marriage. Tom didn't follow the usual patterns.
If marriage was what she wanted, then she would have to be the one to propose to him.
Bonnie Dee
#99. This woman enabled her husband to cheat, and she wasn't doing either one of them any favors. Instead of leaving him, she would take him home, scold him, and then carry on with business as usual. Inside though, she would be hurting.
No woman could love a cheater and not pay the price for it.
Rose Wynters
#100. Like Martin Luther King Jr., Frankie dreamed of living in a nation where people would not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character. The sonner she realized that dream, the sooner she could get started on Katy Perry's and live the teenage one.
Lisi Harrison
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