She Remembered Quotes

#1. Amy looked up at him. Their faces were very close. She remembered when those dark expressive eyes would make her quiver inside, when being this close would make her blush and stammer. Not anymore, though.

Jude Watson

#2. Caroline smiled and waved and blew kisses to both of them as she exited the building. But once outside she felt sad and let down, like the party was over and it was time to go home. And yet she remembered her promise to God. She was going to trust that he knew what was best for her.

Melody Carlson

#3. She remembered telling a sturdy little girl in guidance that looks did not matter, that personality was much more important. What rubbish we tell children [ ... ].

J.K. Rowling

#4. I hate the bigotry you believe in. But I'll try not to hate you."
"Why?" he asked. His voice was cold, as she remembered it.
"Hate eats the hater," she quoted from a familiar text of the Telling.

Ursula K. Le Guin

#5. She remembered the godswood, drooping branches heavy with moisture, and the sound of her brother's laughter as he chased her through piles of damp leaves.

George R R Martin

#6. Her voice changed slightly as she remembered, "But most he loved a happy human face.

Louise Penny

#7. A line from Barthes she remembered: Every lover is mad, we are told. But can we imagine a madman in love?

Jeffrey Eugenides

#8. I didn't really know what I wanted to do, and then I got this call from a casting director in Los Angeles. She remembered me from something years before, and she called my mom wanting me to audition for this thing.

Scott Speedman

#9. She remembered the days when they'd been each other's everything, when just being together was enough. When she believed their love could conquer the world. How long had it been since Michael had said her name in that special way, when they'd talked all night about their dreams and their future?

Dominique Wilson

#10. Evelyn let Camilla, as the higher-status person, extend her had first, a Babsism she remembered.

Stephanie Clifford

#11. The wolf turned to Rachel. She was afraid to run, afraid fleeing would make it chase her. Somewhere in the stored files of her mind, she remembered one should not look directly at a menacing dog, but she couldn't take her eyes from it.

G.G. Collins

#12. She remembered the feel of wind on summer nights - how it billows through the house and wafts the curtains and smells of tar and roses

Anne Tyler

#13. She remembered how she had felt cleaning out her father's clothes, wanting at once to hold on to every dirty handkerchief and musty page of sheet much, and yet wishing she were anywhere else on earth, free of it all.

J. Courtney Sullivan

#14. So she traced and she named. She hurt and she raged. She remembered.

Ryan Graudin

#15. She remembered her fingers threaded through his hair and his kisses in places that made her long for him years later.

Whitney Otto

#16. There was one path across Boston Commons that a young man must not ask a young woman to take unless he meant business. Which path was that? she asked Holmes. "Ah," she remembered the elderly doctor saying, "if I were only fifty years younger I would show you.

Katherine Paterson

#17. She narrowed her eyes and concentrated on his mouth. Name. He wanted her name. She had to think about it for a second before she remembered. Great. She must have hit her head. Which, duh, explained the headache.

Larissa Ione

#18. Later, Phyllis said that the one thing she remembered above all else about that week was the rain. A cold, driving rain from low-hanging clouds that never let up and never let the sun peek through. But then, that Sunday morning as she pulled her car into the hospital

Eben Alexander

#19. She didn't protest as Hale slid his arm around her and pulled her to rest against his chest. It was somehow softer there than she remembered.

Ally Carter

#20. What she remembered is undoubtedly something so radically different from the image I gave to her memory that the two may be incompatible.

Siri Hustvedt

#21. But of course people were different, she remembered; they were allowed to be different.

Meg Wolitzer

#22. She savored their conversation, and often, when doing her chores, she remembered the words he said to her and how hopeful he was that she might kiss him again. Now she wished she had. because one kiss is not enough.

Adriana Trigiani

#23. She remembered something that am old boyfriend had said to her. One that she didn't want to let go of at the time. One person can't be happy enough for the both of us

Chris Manby

#24. When she remembered a summer it would be this one. When she remembered love it would be his.

C.J. Carlyon

#25. She was craving anything real - bad smells and stupid men, missed trains and tedious jobs. But she remembered that mixed up in the ugly parts of reality were also those true moments of grace - peaches in September, honest laughter, perfect light.

Shannon Hale

#26. Here she was back in the brightly lit world she had been avoiding for twenty years, and it was exactly as awful as she remembered it.

Robert Charles Wilson

#27. She remembered Fiona saying something once, there was nothing more attractive than a competent man. At the time she'd been a young girl, without true understanding, but now she agreed.

Lily Blackwood

#28. He gave her to understand that he had looked at her with some earnestness. She knew it well; and she remembered another person's look also.

Jane Austen

#29. The bathhouse had been thick with the steam rising off the water and Jaime had come walking through that mist naked as his name day, looking half a corpse and half a god.He climbed into the tub with me, she remembered, blushing.

George R R Martin

#30. -she remembered them kindly, for there was a sweetness in boys that didn't last long, once they became men.

Larry McMurtry

#31. This time he had no choice but to look into her eyes. He did not look away. It was the bright fierce gaze that she remembered so vividly from their first meeting. He'd reminded her of an eagle, the Castellan of Amyth

Michelle Frost

#32. She remembered how Billy always picked the first apple blossoms and put them into a tin cup for her. They made the house smell like springtime. Billy said apple trees were a double blessing, first for the blossoms and then the apples.

Sandra Dallas

#33. when she baked, she could feel herself coming back to center, that everything else fell away, and she remembered who she was supposed to be.

Jodi Picoult

#34. Had the water done something? Did it do something to me? She wondered. Do I look different? Then she remembered asking herself that question before, two days ago. How could you even tell, the way things kept happening to you, maybe leaving their marks in ways you couldn't even see.

Megan Abbott

#35. every time she remembered something painful, she could lift it up with her hands in worship or prayer and God would take her brokenness like an offering.

Nancy Alcorn

#36. Bridget loved the Marly who glittered and preened, but this was the woman she remembered.
That was how the story went. That was how it really ended.

Ann Brashares

#37. As the memory of that day echoed through her, she remembered the words Sam kept screaming at Arobynn, as the King of the Assassins beat her, the words that she'd somehow forgotten in the fog of pain: I'll kill you! Sam had said it like he meant it. He'd bellowed it, again and again and again ...

Sarah J. Maas

#38. She remembered something she overheard at a dinner party -- Everyone loses their mind at least once in this lifetime. Everyone.

Lawren Leo

#39. But a voice inside her whispered, There are no heroes, and she remembered what Lord Petyr had said to her, here in this very hall. 'Life is not a song, sweetling,' he'd told her, 'You may learn that one day to your sorrow.' In life, the monsters win, she told herself.

George R R Martin

#40. She remembered timidly standing atop the Luthadel city wall, afraid to use her Allomancy to jump off, despite Kelsier's coaxing. Now she could step off a cliff and muse thoughtfully to herself on the way down.

Brandon Sanderson

#41. She remembered thinking falling for him would be like falling in love with darkness, but now she imagined he was more like a starry night: the constellations were always there, constant, magnificent guides against the ever-present black.

Stephanie Garber

#42. She remembered, as every sensible person does, that you should never never shut yourself up in a wardrobe.

C.S. Lewis

#43. By dinnertime, Amanda had managed to pick off all of her red nail polish purely out of habit. She was disappointed and silently cursed at herself when she remembered not having anymore to put on. She stared at her fingernails for about twenty minutes for lack of something better to do.

Jason Medina

#44. How he longed to be her rescuer, her brave knight. To prove he was more than the mischievous troublemaker she remembered and likely still thought him.

Julie Klassen

#45. One of the most horrible realities about the death of someone closely related, she remembered, was the necessity of going on almost immediately with the trivialities of living. As though nothing of any real significance had changed.

Mary Balogh

#46. There was such an interesting exchange rate in this woman's mind...whenever she remembered anyone giving her anything, they only gave a very little and kept the lion's share to themselves. But whenever she remembered giving anyone anything she gave a lot, so much it almost ruined her.

Helen Oyeyemi

#47. She remembered her books in the moments of worst sorrow, especially the ones that were made for her and the one that saved her life.

Markus Zusak

#48. She remembered what hope was, and this was it. That inner churning that moves you forward, plows you through life the way the boats below plowed the shiny water, the way the plane was plowing forward to a place new, and where she was needed. She had been asked to be part of her son's life. But

Elizabeth Strout

#49. She'd let her eyes water so the view was blurry, which gave certain qualities of the world neglected by clear eyesight the chance to come forth, such as the shocking beauty of color, and she remembered this with compassion for that silly young self, which had deserved to have her hand held.

Elizabeth Mckenzie

#50. She remembered Scott saying that people shouldn't be allowed houses with more than two toilets to shit in, it gives them delusions of grandeur.

Stephen King

#51. She remembered me.' This was his worst weakness, his most toxic drug.

Ann Brashares

#52. She remembered sitting beneath the tree on a hot July day with someone who looked at her with a longing that took everything else away. And it had been at that moment that she'd first fallen in love.

Nicholas Sparks

#53. She remembered the summer evenings all full of sunshine. The colts neighed when any one passed by, and galloped, galloped. Under her window there was a beehive, and sometimes the bees wheeling round in the light struck against her window like rebounding balls of gold.

Gustave Flaubert

#54. Her choices, all.
Sentimental choices, things she remembered.
I remembered them too.

Joan Didion

#55. And things change, she remembered, no matter how hard you try to hold them in place.

J.D. Robb

#56. Miri forced herself to remain very still. Never run from immortals, she remembered; her favorite line from a favorite movie. Never run.

Marjorie M. Liu

#57. She stared up into the beauty of his green eyes, and for a moment she saw everything there, all the pieces of his heart that she remembered so vividly, all the smiles and unspoken words she had earned since meeting him three months earlier.

Charlie N. Holmberg

#58. At that moment, she remembered something. Something Sazed had said. You must love him enough to trust his wishes, he had told her. It isn't love unless you learn to respect him - not what you assume is best, but what he actually wants ... .

Brandon Sanderson

#59. Actually, what she remembered most about that trip to Berlin was kissing a handsome, brown-haired German boy in a nightclub. He kept taking ice cubes from his drink and running them across her collarbone, which at the time had seemed incredibly sexy, but now seemed unhygienic and sticky.

Liane Moriarty

#60. The more she tried to forget, the more she remembered.

T.K. Kiser

#61. And she remembered the way he had gone from total control to utter disaster with the flip of a switch, like watching an intricate glass sculpture shatter into a thousand pieces - only to pull together again until you could barely see the seams.

Brigid Kemmerer

#62. She remembered the lead ammunition in her pocket and offered it to him. "Your balls, Mr. Darcy?" He reached out and closed her hand around them, and offered, "They belong to you, Miss Bennet.

Seth Grahame-Smith

#63. She remembered all too well how time had dragged without him, how she had shuffled about feeling waylaid, out of balance. How shr could ever cope with his permanent absence?

Khaled Hosseini

#64. His voice almost undid her. It was exactly as she remembered from school, casual, familiar, polite. Not arrogant, because arrogance implied one had to establish one's superiority. Denovo's voice assumed it.

Max Gladstone

#65. For a heartbeat, the silence peeled back long enough for that question to worm its way into her skull, into her skin, into her breath and bones. And in the dark, she remembered.

Sarah J. Maas

#66. The motto above the lintel of the main entrance was in the raised script of the prayer language: My life for a thousand.

She remembered swearing an oath with that at its core: My life for yours, for ours, for Nasheen. My life for a thousand.

Kameron Hurley

#67. Without warning, Hera had plucked up Percy Jackson, Annabeth's boyfriend, wiped his memory, and sent him to the Roman camp. In exchange, the Greeks had gotten Jason. None of that was Jason's fault; but every time Annabeth saw him, she remembered how much she missed Percy.

Rick Riordan

#68. Because she remembered things that hurt more easily than anything nice.

Holly Black

#69. When she remembered the haughty style of his address, she dreamt of watching his eyes glaze over as she choked the life from his body;

Seth Grahame-Smith

#70. At the last moment, she remembered that her Master might be watching her and, knowing that good girls bend at the knees while bad girls bend at the waist, she picked up the cigar butt, as it were, in style.

Sorin Suciu

#71. She said she remembered when Republicans compared President Roosevelt to Hitler and to Stalin and to Mussolini. She said she used to see people wearing I HATE ELEANOR buttons walk past her on the sidewalk and she wanted to spit, she wanted to kill them.

Amy Bloom

#72. She remembered the conversation in the Library, as forgetting was the last thing a fully-trained Librarian should do. Memories were as important as books, and almost as important as proper indexing.

Genevieve Cogman

#73. She hugged him and said, "Flowers and ravens," because she wanted him to know she remembered.
Then she hugged Matthew and said, "My love," because he was her favorite.
She said nothing at all to Declan, because he wasn't there.

Maggie Stiefvater

#74. She glanced up from his lips to those dark eyes that smoldered with his fire. She remembered now what they had looked like as she'd seen him before Morgen had entered his world. "Your eyes used to be blue."
"That was a long time ago."
-Seren to Kerrigan

Kinley MacGregor

#75. All she remembered was that Caligula had planned to torture his wife to find out why he was so devoted to her. What was David's excuse, she wondered.

Edward St. Aubyn

#76. She rose and she remembered, remembered and rose, until she had gone too far for fear to snatch her back.

Peni R. Griffin

#77. The last thing she remembered before finally drifting off was how nice Steffi's hair smelled.

Kim Baldwin

#78. Once Paul told her that the beach was like him because it changed every day but it never made any progress. Later she remembered thinking that a normal person might have begun by saying that he was like the beach.

Ann Brashares

#79. After Elner Shimfissle accidentally poked that wasps' nest up in her fig tree, the last thing she remembered was thinking "Uh-oh.

Fannie Flagg

#80. They did the whole lingering gaze thing, following it with the glancing-away, smiling-knowingly routine. She felt vivacious, a feeling she remembered, she was enjoying the self-confidence, the larkiness.

Freya North

#81. Then she remembered.

Ayn Rand

#82. Polly tried to conquer the bad feeling; but it worried her, till she remembered something her mother once said to her: When you feel out of sorts, try to make someone else happy, and you will soon be so yourself.

Louisa May Alcott

#83. In Cintra, as she remembered, an attractive man was one whose head reached the ceiling, whose shoulders were as broad as a doorway, who swore like a dwarf, roared like a buffalo and stank at thirty paces of horses, sweat and beer, regardless of what time of day or night it was.

Andrzej Sapkowski

#84. Ash and Rusty were both objectively better-looking than he was; she remembered knowing that, even though it no longer felt true.

Sarah Rees Brennan

#85. She remembered Grace telling her about Lorcan's evasiveness when she'd first joined the Noctourne-his ability to speak without saying anything, to talk in riddles.
He's a conundrum, thought Cheng Li. A walking, talking conundrum

Justin Somper

#86. Oh, it's normal," he said, and she remembered how he had always been quick to reassure her, to make her feel better. "I was away for a much shorter time, obviously, but I was very surprised when I came back. I kept thinking that things should have waited for me but they hadn't.

Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie

#87. At the sting in her eyes, she remembered for him that there must be no tears in his.

Eudora Welty

#88. Once she remembered trying to box her own ears for having cheated herself in a game of croquet she was playing against herself, for this curious child was very fond of pretending to be two people.

Lewis Carroll

#89. She did not know why the heat felt so heavy in that house, why all of a sudden it felt so much less like warmth than she remembered.

Abby Slovin

#90. She remembered no one at all. She remembered one day thinking: I am alone. There is no I but I. She lived in the dark. She taught herself to walk in the light, though it was not easy.

Justin Cronin

#91. Good luck to you," he said, and she remembered how he had looked at her as she pinned Yah Tayyib, as if she was some kind of monster.

Maybe she was.

Kameron Hurley

#92. The problem was that every item on her list was so nebulous. Impossible to pin down. She remembered the days when her worries were always related to money and solutions could be calculated. To

Liane Moriarty

#93. The pain in her body came first, an intense surge of fire that raged like lava through her veins.
But it could not compare with what followed after.
A wail rose up from her depths. It left her as an inhuman cry.
Finally, she remembered everything.

Kelly Creagh

#94. She remembered when they were kids and he'd caught the rock that the bullies had thrown at her. At six, she'd considered him a hero.
At sixteen, she considered him a heartbreaker.

C.C. Hunter

#95. The eyes she remembered: dark and serious, ringed by the kind of lashes boys didn't care about and girls would kill for.

Cassandra Clare

#96. I got up the nerve to ask her if she remembered that first visit and my terrible faux pas. She pretended, in true Japanese fashion, that it had never happened.

Katherine Paterson

#97. One of the problems with people in Chicago, she remembered, was that they were never lonely at the same time. Their sadness occurred in isolation, lurched and spazzed, sent them spinning fizzly back into empty, padded corners, disconnected and alone.

Lorrie Moore

#98. ... she remembered watching a summer sunset from this very spot. Not so long ago; just a lifetime.

Sharon Kay Penman

#99. She remembered the expression "watch how a man treats his mom and you know how he'll treat you" and now she knew why.

Madelyn March

#100. Life, she remembered, had to be lived, even - and maybe particularly - in the middle of death

J.D. Robb