Top 100 She Walked Quotes
#1. Crinoline was so wide that she parted the crowd wherever she walked, leaving an aisle of space behind her.
Eleanor Catton
#2. neck and collarbone and took a picture. Kiss me here. #atnight She pressed upload and then put the phone in her bag, walked out into the street and flagged a taxi.
Kate Forster
#3. She turned and walked away, and Thomas sat there, hoping his face hadn't flushed bright red when he remembered her being close to him in the Underneath.
James Dashner
#4. DeLois lived up the block on 142nd Street and never had her hair done, and all the neighbourhood women sucked their teeth as she walked by. Her crispy hair twinkled in the summer sun as her big proud stomach moved her on down the block while I watched, not caring whether or not she was a poem.
Audre Lorde
#5. The simple fact was, he loved her. Loved her with every breath in his body, every cell in his blood, every bone and organ he possessed. He loved her to the depths of his very soul. Had only taken five minutes after she'd walked away to realize it. She
Gena Showalter
#6. Grampie's boat was a little double-ender, a model not built nowadays. She was narrow, so that she pitched and rolled something wicked in almost any sea. He could handle her, but he said she was probably the boat Christ got out of and walked away from on the water.
Ruth Moore
#7. When she walked ... she stretched out long and thin like a little tiger, and held her head high to look over the grass as if she were treading the jungle.
Sarah Orne Jewett
#8. She got to her feet and tucked her fingers into her armpits to warm them, glaring at Briar and Parahan as she walked over to the mules. It wasn't fair that men didn't have to twist themselves into knots to pee!
Tamora Pierce
#9. The kids kept walking, moving through the Henley's halls like a tide, but when Kat turned to leave, she walked in the opposite directions. She wasn't an ordinary kid, after all.
Katarina Bishop followed no one.
Ally Carter
#10. All - all right," she said, looking dubiously at the chair. "I - um, I need to change, though."
"I'll just wait in the hall." He straightened his spine and walked from the room, deciding he was the noblest, most chivalrous, and possibly the most stupid man in all Britain.
Julia Quinn
#11. Yes, she'd changed me, as much as a man with my particular affinities could change. She'd pushed me. She'd walked into my life, five-feet-three inches of fiery independence.
Meredith Wild
#12. She walked with a ghost of herself, one full of potential and possibility. One who was fearless. Where had that girl gone?
Nora Roberts
#13. She lit fire to the bridges and forts she built all these years, and she walked into it smiling and tears rolling down her cheeks.
Akshay Vasu
#14. She [Susan Lucci] was extraordinary. She wouldn't look at the scene until you walked in to rehearse it. It was amazing to me. That's the impression I got anyway.
Richard Masur
#15. Lowering my gaze , I walked to my seat, settling in next to Kriss.
"Seriously America?" she whispered.
I tilted my head in her direction. "I'm sorry?" I replied, feigning confusion.
She put her silverware down, and we stared at each other. "You look trashy."
"Well, you look jealous.
Kiera Cass
#16. As she walked, she breathed a quick benediction to the patron saint of sleuthing. "Nancy Drew," she whispered, "be with me now.
Colin Meloy
#17. She got up and put twenty dollars on the table to cover their coffees - way too much and, besides, he'd already paid at the counter - and walked out of his life, and didn't return his calls or texts or emails - all the ones he tried not to send.
Lauren Beukes
#18. When I met Ronnie Spector, she walked in and said, 'You look like me.'
Dee Dee Ramone
#19. It had been a while since he'd had a woman and that was Emma's fault too. Ever since she'd walked into his office in mid-June, he could think of nothing but her.
Sasha Gold
#20. In the morning, when she walked to the consulate, carefully watching her sandals on the pavement, she glanced up and saw a Negro wearing a stack of panama hats. Maybe twelve. She never forgot the bandoeon of brims, the perfect stutter of hat.
Craig Raine
#21. Isserley walked along the path the generations of sheep-flocks had made, up the tiers of the hill. In her mind, she was already
Michel Faber
#22. She walked to the door and looked at him with an affection that was at once hopeful and melancholic. Like light was both particle and wave.
Manu Joseph
#23. She walked in the shadow of Rango with a great feeling of being taken out of herself, of having no knowledge of what was happening to her, merely a pervading sense of flow.
Anais Nin
#24. She'd just walked into heaven. And her grandmother was right there, in every scent.
Sugary and sweet.
Herby and sharp.
Yeasty and fresh.
Sarah Addison Allen
#25. The woman went on. She had not looked back. She went out of sight up the road: swollen, slow, deliberate, unhurried, and tireless as augmenting afternoon itself. She walked out of their talking too; perhaps out of their minds too.
William Faulkner
#26. Earth-toned slate, and the walls were painted in a golden-brown color. Everything looked luxurious. My mother would have died if she saw this place. It looked like a palace. We walked through the hallway into a large open room, which had floors
Cameo Renae
#27. The morning road air was like a new dress. That made her feel the apron tied around her waist. She untied it and flung it on a low bush beside the road and walked on,
Zora Neale Hurston
#28. As Rachel walked along the beach she realised that, because of the dogs, two strangers had chatted, found out quite a lot about each other, but never exchanged names, and may well never see each other again.
Mary Grand
#29. Everything has beauty," she said, "but not everyone sees it." Her stomach hurt, her eyes burned. "I saw you, Hatter." Her words whispered through the night. "I saw you." She walked away.
Marie Hall
#30. I can barely stay awake," Metias had told me after his first night shift. "Does she honestly think we can guard anything after pulling an all-nighter? I was so out of it today that the Colonies' Chancellor himself could've walked into Batalla Hall and I wouldn't have known it.
Marie Lu
#31. When she listened to songs that she loved on the radio, something stirred inside her. A liquid ache spread under her skin, and she walked out of the world like a witch.
Arundhati Roy
#32. Must've stepped in dog poop when I walked in the grass. And I knew EXACTLY where it happened, too. SQUISH I took my shoe off and went to the front of the room to tell Mrs. Pope about my situation. But I think Mrs. Pope thought I was trying to skip out on the pop quiz, because she gave me
Jeff Kinney
#33. She had Nick Lachey's body, a deep voice, very small boobies, and a crew cut. It would have come as no surprise if she had walked into the backyard to compete in a rock-hurling competition after dinner.
Chelsea Handler
#34. At first I thought I'd walked into a tree, but then that tree became a person, who was also recovering on the ground, and then I saw that it was her and she saw that it was me ...
Jonathan Safran Foer
#35. Deep down ... she's a good woman ... you should be proud of her. When I told my mom about this, she just looked very sad because he could never say those things to her. Not ever. Not even when he walked her down the aisle.
Stephen Chbosky
#36. He was younger than Iseult had imagined. No older than twenty, if she had to guess. Yet he felt old, with his voice so gruff. His language so formal.
It was in the way he carried himself too, as if he'd walked for a thousand years and planned to walk a thousand more.
Susan Dennard
#37. Smiling, she answered, "You can't mean that! Why there are people who would give an arm and a leg to be a decorated Kobani." She started to turn away but stopped. Looking back she added, "Oh, right... You already did that." She laughed as she walked out.
Stephen W. Bennett
#38. Following Alyssa, they all walked over to the green clearing in front of the mess hall. It was where they'd held most of the all-camp activities, like games. Jenna sighed, remembering all the good times she'd had there---the gossip, the giggles, the crazy conversations.
Melissa J. Morgan
#39. She was a woman of extended silences, I noticed, and she said very little as we walked the streets of La Boca, looking at its brightly colored houses. It was as if she understood that quiet observation was the key to knowing a place, perhaps even the key to life.
Thomas H. Cook
#40. A Searcher, a Wolf Son and a Warrior," she announced. I suppressed a laugh. I almost expected her to say "walked into a bar.
H.D. Gordon
#41. It's been five weeks since she walked out of my door. I started counting the second the door closed. I wonder when I'll stop.
Katja Millay
#42. Julian thought he could have stood his lot better if she had been selfish, if she had been an old hag who drank and screamed at him. He walked along, saturated in depression, as if in the midst of his martyrdom he had lost his faith.
Flannery O'Connor
#43. Miss Wyndham feigned an illness, sneaked out of the house, and walked the London streets unaccompanied for most of the night. At the very least, I'd say she's a better influence on Miss Kent than Lady Kent is.
Tarun Shanker
#44. Took Amanda's hand. "Sisters," she repeated. "I walked away from you years ago. I'll be damned if I let you stand alone today.
Courtney Milan
#45. He had an invisible sword. Really?
He walked through the lobby, got into a full elevator, and no one stared. He passed a cleaning lady in the hallway outside his room, and all she said was,"Hello there."
He had an invisible sword. Really.
Nils Johnson-Shelton
#46. I nodded in approval, turned around and opened the door, and stepped into the hall. I walked past the receptionist, smiling at her shocked face when she told me in a superficial voice to have a nice day, and I gave her a parting gift - my middle finger.
J.A. Saare
#47. Beckendorf walked up with his helmet under his arm. 'She likes you, man.'
'Sure,' I muttered. 'She likes me for target practice.'
'Nah, they always do that. A girl starts trying to kill you, you know she's into you.
'Makes a lot of sense.
Rick Riordan
#48. Hey, Dad?"
"Yeah?"
Jonah walked in silence for a few steps. "It's okay if you like Miss Andrews."
Miles looked down in surprise. "It is?"
"Yeah," he said seriously. "Because I think she likes you.
Nicholas Sparks
#49. They walked back through the village, and Miri kept her eyes on the ground before her. The whole world had shifted, and she was not sure she could keep her feet. She was her ma alive again. When Miri returned, she found Marda moved
Shannon Hale
#50. When she had gone upstairs, he walked to a window and stood looking up at the sky. His head thrown back, he felt the pull of his throat muscles and he wondered whether the peculiar solemnity of looking at the sky comes, not from what one contemplates, but from that uplift of one's head.
Ayn Rand
#51. She kissed his chest. "Thanks for letting me into your heart."
He tucked her hair behind her ear. "You walked in like you had a key.
Lisa Kessler
#52. I'll remember you," she promised and did as she'd promised herself she would, she walked away.
Jill Shalvis
#53. She had done it. O, amazing grace. The woman had looked into the abyss and then walked out across it. No net. No way back. Amazing.
Richard Bachman
#54. Since childhood she had walked the Devon rivers with her father looking for flowers and the nests of birds, passing some rocks and trees as old friends, seeing a Spirit everywhere, gentle in thought to all her eyes beheld.
Henry Williamson
#55. Lex's long eyelashes almost brushed her eyebrows as she looked up at him, her cheeks pink, a secret smile in the corner of her rosy lips. And he was supposed to stay away from that? A battle of will, indeed. He took a long pull of his drink as she walked by.
Staci Hart
#56. The problem with being me, thought Isabel, as she walked along George IV Bridge, is that I keep thinking about the problem of being me.
Alexander McCall Smith
#57. But as she walked up to him, the warmth in his gaze made her feel ... beautiful.
Cherise Sinclair
#58. These are the multiple shadows because there were a lot of things she walked away from without a word of explanation when she was younger & she still thinks about them more than she needs to.
Brian Andreas
#59. You saw a fluttering fan before her face and magnolia blooms and sleepy lakes under the moonlight when she walked.
Zora Neale Hurston
#60. She walked like a woman who knew she had the world staring at her breasts.
Tarryn Fisher
#61. She walked on and on till she melted out of the picture - like - like a shadow jumping over a candle ...
Rudyard Kipling
#62. Alex grinned and then walked past him, murmuring, "I applaud you for your courage."
"Courage?" he asked with confusion.
"Hmm." She headed for the door to the hall, swinging her purse gaily as she went. "Many men find it difficult to come out of the closet.
Lynsay Sands
#63. She passed through the door, walked down a dim corridor, and emerged into a soaring, empty space. What she found made her blood turn cold. Oh, muscadine.
Tessa Dare
#64. Jeff walked beside her, sheltering them both under a red and white golfing umbrella. She smiled unconvincingly as she approached Richard. 'Hi, Richy.' He nodded in reply, catching the scent
Emily Organ
#65. She worshiped the ground he walked on and would even eat out of the toilet bowl he took a dump in if it came down to it.
Angel Williams
#66. Mildred waves Carlos over. 'Let me look at you.' She eyes him up and down. 'I saw you when you walked in. What's with all those tattoos? Makes you look like a hooligan.'
'I suspect I am a hooligan,' he says to her. 'Whatever that means.
Simone Elkeles
#67. she'd only looked at him for a second before she'd walked out of the woods, Jenny had registered the odd light in his eyes and
Judith McNaught
#68. The crazy thing about it is she'd take him back, but the fool in him that walked out is the fool who just won't ask.
Garth Brooks
#69. It wouldn't be weird at all if I just walked up to her and ran my tongue across her shoulder, would it? I could tell her she had a piece of food there or something. Totally normal.
Tara Sivec
#70. Tatiana had imagined her Alexander since she was a child, before she believed that someone like him was even possible. When she was a little girl, she dreamed of a fine world in which a good man walked its winding roads, perhaps somewhere in his wandering soul searching for her.
Paullina Simons
#71. Cara burst into a hearty laugh. She clapped Richard on the back as he walked passed. I like her, Lord Rahl. You may keep her.
Terry Goodkind
#72. She might be pointing to a doorway, or a person, or the sky. But such things were so common to my eyes, so undistinguished, that they would register as "nothing" I walked in a gray world of nothing.
Jerry Spinelli
#73. Mackenzie flinched. Struggling to breathe, she stood up and walked over to the table.
Yawatta Hosby
#74. She walked, and with each step she let another inch of the long furl of her expectations go. The place itself was like a steady hand, a low voice, a very old person who'd seen too much to get overexcited anymore. Stop now a minute, it said. Stop searching.
Ellen Airgood
#75. What was I to you? he asked. She didn't answer but turned and walked away. That's when he knew: Nothing or everything.
Donna Lynn Hope
#76. Hunter walked out of the waves, and without any pretense, he wrapped her in his arms. She looked up at him, her eyes searing his.
He bent his head lower, his voice a raspy whisper. "I've never met anyone like you.
Lisa Kessler
#77. She walked, her hand trailing the ghosts of yesterdays'
Dead Men Don't Kill
Viveca Benoir
#78. As she'd walked along this street, a million stars stretched across an indigo canvas, holding all the freedom she'd yearned for every night.
Katherine McIntyre
#79. ...she would have walked all the way up to East Sixty-Third Street, and probably 163rd Street, if it meant pouring even more into this memory that wasn't a memory.
Michael Callahan
#80. But, for me, being attractive is about more than just what a man's been blessed with. I like that Gideon doesn't know he's the handsomest man in town. Once, when we were on our way to the Finnemore house, a girl almost walked into a post because she wasn't paying attention. But Gideon had no idea.
Mary Jane Hathaway
#81. Because," he said quietly as she stood up, "until you walked into it, this was an ordinary garden."
Puzzled, Elizabeth tipped her head. "What is it now?"
"Heaven.
Judith McNaught
#82. She was used to this, being grabbed by men who walked around in a cloud of cologne-drenched entitlement, with the presumption that, because they were powerful and found her beautiful, they belonged together.
Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie
#83. Wife number three: Lynette. She looked like a horse and kind of walked like one, too. Not surprisingly, neigh was her favorite word and seven nights a week.
~Detective Mike Malone
D.B. Woodling
#84. She walked toward me, her high heels perforating the polished wooden air of the Richmond's quiet basement like the slow beat of a tall clock.
Philip Kerr
#85. She would be like that character in a novel she read once about the woman who rid herself of everything she owned, item by item. She kept paring down, paring down until all she had left could fit in her handbag. Then she walked out the door and left the house behind, too.
Rebecca Kelley
#86. She walked away from him with swift, sure strides, as if she knew her destination. As if it had nothing to do with him.
Courtney Milan
#87. Sarah was up in her room with her heart broke so bad, Binah said you could hear it jangle when she walked.
Sue Monk Kidd
#88. She wondered what she would do or say if someone walked through the archway, but it was night, and the nights here were very long. There was room in them.
James S.A. Corey
#89. We held hands when we walked down the gingerbread path into the forest, blood dripping from our fingers. We danced with witches and kissed monsters. We turned us into wintergirls, when she tried to leave, I pulled her back into the snow because I was afraid to be alone.
Laurie Halse Anderson
#90. She walked forward, feeling the dew on the grass with each step. She tightened her eyes, welcoming the darkness.
Eveli Acosta
#91. Pat wanted to comfort him for something she did not understand. She slipped her little hand into his ... he had a warm pleasant hand. They walked home together so.
L.M. Montgomery
#92. If I walked in there right now, you would beg me to make you scream."
"Oh, please," she said sarcastically.
"We wouldn't make it to a bed before I would be deep inside you.
Zoe Forward
#94. The funniest thing happened in one of my first scenes. In the beginning Emma was really arrogant and punk and in every scene she would slam the door when she walked in or out.
Dannii Minogue
#95. as she walked back to her husband, lola thought about lying on her expensive sheets and holding a baby - their baby - to her breast. to the baby, lola would smell like a mother, and the ridiculous chandelier would look like stars.
Amanda Eyre Ward
#96. The cat walked stiffly round a leg of the table with tail on high. - Mkgnao! - O, there you are, Mr Bloom said, turning from the fire. The cat mewed in answer and stalked again stiffly round a leg of the table, mewing. Just how she stalks over my writingtable. Prr. Scratch my head. Prr.
James Joyce
#97. She wished she could give Isabel a shield, like the ones riot police held, to protect her from male attention, that feeling of being scored each time you walked down a street, the demeaning comments yelled out of cars, that casual sweep of the eyes.
Liane Moriarty
#98. She walked to the rear door and took out a bobby pin from her pocket. Hugo watched as she fiddled with the pin inside the lock until it clicked and the door opened. "How did you learn to do that?" asked Hugo. "Books," answered Isabelle.
Brian Selznick
#99. Perfection isn't everything," she said as she turned and walked away. "I think the flaws are what make it perfect.
Trisha Leaver
#100. Walked around and hugged April so tight she let out a small fart. The both of us cracked up and I fell on the floor in hysterics.
Dannika Dark
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