Top 100 She Was Mine Quotes
#1. She was my gravity, the very thing that kept me grounded. And I was hers, and I no longer wanted her to feel like she was falling. She was mine to catch. To steady. To hold.
Devon Ashley
#2. But I still has enough longing for that concept that I didn't want to dispel it completely. Meaning: I didn't want to tell Lily that I felt we'd all been duped by Plato and the idea of a soul mate. Just in case it turned out that she was mine.
David Levithan
#3. I'm mesmerized by the way his fingers move confidently along her skin, as though her body is his to reat and touch and tend to. She was mine before she was yours: The words are there, unexpectedly, surging from my throat to my tongue. I swallow them back.
Lauren Oliver
#4. If she was mine, I would've taken her home, scented and marked her, and she wouldn't be running around giving my cookies out to everyone." I
Alexa Riley
#6. She was mine, had always been, and I'd always been hers. Despite what I'd done, the wounds I'd inflicted, she had always been mine ... our hearts had been tied, our bond one that neither of us could ever escape.
A.L. Jackson
#7. Stabbing me in the chest would have been less painful. I wanted to pull her to me and go all cave man claiming she was mine and couldn't leave me.
Abbi Glines
#8. And what of you?" At Auric's foolish question, I snickered. "You're asking the biggest manwhore if he remembered a possible one night stand, among dozens - " "Hundreds," my father interjected. " - that created me? Seriously?" "I didn't know who Muri's mother was, but she was mine.
Eve Langlais
#10. That was my first clue that love can warp a hierarchy; the whole pyramid got flipped on its head. My pet, because she was mine, was at the top of the chain. I cared for the squirmy swamp rats in the most perfunctory way, with none of the love I felt for my red Seth.
Karen Russell
#11. She was mine.
She is mine.
She will always fucking be mine.
Harper Sloan
#12. Ivy wasn't mine.
I didn't want her.
But tonight ... tonight I did.
Tonight she was mine.
Cambria Hebert
#13. AND FOR THAT WONDROUS BRIEF MOMENT IN TIME, SHE WAS MINE, AND I WAS HERS.
Samantha Towle
#14. I wanted her to love me again. I wanted her to say she was mine. And I didn't want to have to bully her about it, either.
Penelope Douglas
#15. To me, it was clear proof of the existence of supersymmetry, the idea that every particle has a partner. She was mine.
Olivia Sudjic
#16. I wasn't the type that got jealous, I mean I lived my entire life not being as good as my twin, so I couldn't understand the murderous rage that was suddenly flowing through me, the sudden need to claim something, to announce to the world that she was mine ...
Jay Crownover
#17. Seeing her like this, I realized I was in love with her. I smiled at the realization. She was mine and I intended to keep it that way.
Lindsay Paige
#18. Every devil needs an angel. And she was mine.
M. Robinson
#19. If I believed in soul mates or any of that shit, I knew she was mine. I could feel it, this connection with her I couldn't possibly share with anyone else. Like we fit, this fucked -up puzzle that made no sense until we aligned the pieces.
A.L. Jackson
#20. She's mine and always has been. From before we even met, she was mine and I was hers. I fought it too long, but I'm giving in now. I'm all in now.
Erin Watt
#21. I was her world, yes, and I was at that point we all reach where I was denying she was mine. I'd never quiet forgive myself for that.
Danny Wallace
#23. Or maybe it was already too late; you only get one first love. She was mine, but I had not been hers. She was only going to look for some echo of it, and if I had made the right noises, that echo might have been me for a while.
Olivia Sudjic
#24. And she was mine, she was mine, the key was in my fist, my fist was in my pocket, she was mine.
Vladimir Nabokov
#25. She was every promise, every hope, every fantasy a man could have. And she was mine.
Sylvia Day
#26. We're told perfection doesn't exist, but that couldn't be true. Maybe perfection couldn't last, but it certainly could occur. It had to, because as I stood there staring at this beautifully flawed girl and realized she was mine, no moment had ever felt so perfect.
Jeannine Allison
#27. She was mine before she was yours," Tommy said, anger in his tone. "All those years without you . . . she still had me. And when she sees who you are . . . what you've become . . . she will turn to me again.
Sarah MacLean
#28. She was mine. She was all fucking mine.I was the king of the jungle, and the woman beside me was my queen.
J.J. McAvoy
#29. She was mine. For the sake of appearances, she was my wife, but she was mine anyway. She didn't know it yet, but I did. It was wrong and it made no sense, but she belonged with me. No one else, not anyone else.
Karina Halle
#30. She was mine. Didn't she know that? Because my body was screaming it - demanding me to stake my claim on her.
Wendy Higgins
#31. All for a girl. But she wasn't just any girl.
She was mine.
And I was hers.
Until the bitter end.
Karina Halle
#32. I didn't treat my girl like she was mine
Yeah, I thought I didn't need her at the time
But I changed my way of thinkin' when she left
Yeah, I finally learned my lesson, but I learned it by myself
Hunter Hayes
#33. And I had taken one look and knew she would be mine. From that moment on, she was mine and I was hers.
Harper Sloan
#34. I'll never let you go again,Melanie.Never.Nothing will come between us ... nothing.
I would destroy anything,and anyone who tried to take her from me.
Being away from her was no longer an option.
She was mine.Only mine.
A.L. Jackson
#35. She was mine.
Inconceivable.
Undeniably.
Mine.
It was that devastating and that simple.
R.K. Lilley
#36. Girl or boy, we fight our battles,' he said, 'but the gods let us choose our weapons.' He pointed to the spear, then to my mother's tears, and I picked up the spear. 'I told you she was mine,' my father said, and took me.
Anonymous
#37. Most of all I'm mad at Swanee for dying and taking from me the most precious thing I ever owned. I didn't own her, but she was mine. Mine, Liana. Do you hear me?
Julie Anne Peters
#38. I tasted perfection, like a Lindt chocolate with all that soft and tasty core. I wasn't sure what flavor would be "perfection," but it didn't matter because she wasn't a fucking a chocolate ball. In that moment, she wasn't even Emma, she was mine
Morgan Parker
#39. She was mine as much as I was hers.
Now and for always.
Alive or dead.
We were one.
Pepper Winters
#41. I knew I needed Aubrey. I needed her in the worst way possible. I was selfish and frantic, and I honestly didn't care if I took her to hell with me because she would make the trip the sweetest thing I had ever experienced.
She was mine.
And I'd never let her go.
A Meredith Walters
#42. It wasn't a question. It had never been an option. It was something set into motion the day the universe was created, and thousands of years later, there we were. We'd found each other. I was hers, she was mine, we were each other's.
Nicole Williams
#43. She was mine and not-mine all at once. She was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen and the most terrifying.
Erica Jong
#44. When we lay together, she showed me her soul, and I showed her mine, and they were the same. As you can imagine, mine was battered and bruised, tarnished like ancient metal. She scrubbed it clean. I cannot deny my own soul any more than I can deny she held it in her hands for a time.
Carol Oates
#45. I didn't know for sure whether Miss Sarah's feelings came from love or guilt. I didn't know whether mine came from love or a need to be safe. She loved me and pitied me. And I loved her and used her. It never was a simple thing.
Sue Monk Kidd
#46. She shrugged. "I don't have my horse anymore."
"Your horse? The horse was mine."
"Don't be ridiculous." Evanjalin continued walking up the track. "You would never have stolen the horse in Sarnak if I didn't encourage you. So I consider it mine.
Melina Marchetta
#47. Her green eyes meet mine in the Guinness mirror behind the bar and it feels like all the air has been sucked out of the room. I've never slept with this girl, but she was the first I remember wanting.
Harper Gray.
Trish Doller
#48. When someone tells me what he or she was doing the first time they heard a song of mine, then I've done a good job. If my song becomes about your life, then I'm successful.
Lyle Lovett
#49. It's as if every soft curve of her fantastic figure was made solely for my pleasure and punishment; her pussy made strictly for my cock to fuck. Every inch of her was made for me and only me and I'm not letting this one go. She's mine.
Ella Dominguez
#50. Her boldness, which I'd always thought I'd been borrowing from her, had become mine in ways I didn't realize until she was gone. I didn't flinch around people who didn't like me; I didn't feel anymore like being myself was something for which I owed the world an apology.
Danielle Evans
#51. It means that you are my freedom, love."
"Yes," she whispered. That was it exactly. "And you are mine.
Meredith Duran
#52. You claiming me?" The words were practically a growl and I realized our lips were now inches apart.
"Are you saying you're claimable?" she murmured.
"Depends on the girl ... "
"I thought it was just sex."
"Those were your words, babe. Not mine.
Kimberly Lauren
#53. I thought creators were supposed to tell their younglings they were special. I didn't know mine meant something more when she told me. I could've never known what she'd seen in the water. My future was a secret she kept bound up inside her.
K.P. Ambroziak
#54. She glared at me. I didn't care. One word was playing a loop in my heaad: mine.
Kristen Callihan
#55. Will you wear my ring so all the world knows yer mine?"
Beck wasn't asking for her hand in marriage, but it was so close he might as well be. Riley was deeply touched and she struggled to find the right words.
"Yes," she began. "I'd be proud to.
Jana Oliver
#56. She sat there, with her feet in the water, not doing a thing, and all I could think was that this woman had changed my life. She'd changed the very universe I lived in - not by her actions or words, but with the curl of her lips as she smiled and the light in her eyes when she gazed upon mine.
Helen Cooper
#57. I had the impression that her place was near mine, but even by bus it took about twenty minutes. She lived alone in an apartment house, square and white like a block of tofu, on the edge of town.
Banana Yoshimoto
#58. When my daughter was young, she thought all electronic signs were mine.
Jenny Holzer
#59. Even in the slippery blur of heat and arms and noise, Lena affected everything in her wake, a pull as powerful as the moon to the tides, or the planets to the sun. I was caught in her orbit, even as she pulled away from mine.
Kami Garcia
#60. Ramona grabbed the book. "It's mine. I told you it was mine!" Then she turned to Beezus and said triumphantly, "You said people didn't buy books at the library and now you just bought one!
Beverly Cleary
#61. She belonged to me. She was all the things I wasn't. And I was all the things she wasn't. Her hand, it fit mine.
Jodi Picoult
#62. What cat? Oh! MY CAT. The cat ... that is mine. Oh, she's ... " I had said it was a she, right? "She's fine. All meowing and purring and other cat things.
Cora Carmack
#63. She was so fed up with unrequited love and platonic love and all the other kinds of love that weren't passionate, romantic, can't-live-without-you, I-have-to-have-you-right-now, the-beat-of-your-heart-matches-the-beat-of-mine love.
Sarra Manning
#64. My mom is very confident and she was always a role model of mine.
Ashley Tisdale
#65. 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
#66. I was born to be your rival,' she [Anne] said simply. 'And you mine. We're sisters, aren't we?
Philippa Gregory
#67. Whoopi Goldberg looked like me, she had hair like mine, she was dark like me. I'd been starved for images of myself. I'd grown up watching a lot of American TV. There was very little Kenyan material, because we had an autocratic ruler who stifled our creative expression.
Lupita Nyong'o
#68. I held Nefertiti's body closer to mine, trying to press her spirit into me, to bring it back.
But the reign of Nefertiti was finished. She was gone from Egypt.
Michelle Moran
#69. There will be blood," he said quietly, "blood and death. You should not have come."
"Since when was a woman afraid of blood?" she asked. "The problem is not only Sean's. It is mine also. If there is to be blood, I will share in the letting or the losing of it.
Louis L'Amour
#70. Liv James was absolutely everything to me.
Well, almost.
She wasn't mine.
Yet.
Aly Martinez
#71. When an artist friend of mine explained she was working her way up the creative ladder, I asked if she would kindly paint the front of my house on the way up.
Benny Bellamacina
#72. That was Emma - she'd have enjoyed knowing she had something like that, something that could blow her whole fucking life and mine apart if it came out. Her little bit of power.
J.P. Delaney
#73. She was never supposed to belong to me. Yet there she was, standing at the very end of the hall, peering over at me. Mine.
A.L. Jackson
#74. I didn't worry about leaving Jay with Pagan this time. I was sure
he'd get the message when he read his ticket.
After all when a guy reads,
She's mine. That's your one and only warning.
Dank Walker
He knows if he isn't ready for a fight he can't win then he'd better back the fuck off.
Abbi Glines
#75. I had a sort of classic moment when a friend of mine rang up and said she'd just been to a funeral, and in the middle of the eulogy, this kid had taken out the phone and had a whole proper text conversation - while everyone was weeping!
Beeban Kidron
#76. I can only hope to be 10 percent of the mom mine was to me. She encouraged me to be confident and enjoy life. That's what I want for my son.
Charlize Theron
#77. I was awash on a sea of desire, drowning in everything about her. Her passion answered mine as she murmured my name and clung to me so tightly that her nails dug into my skin, as though she feared she might lose me if she let go.
Richelle Mead
#78. Her favorite animal was sea lions. Mine was giraffes. Her favorite movie was Casablanca, which she said was old and black-and-white and very romantic. She tried to tell me what it was about, but it all sounded about as much fun as eating burned bread crusts.
Lisa Graff
#79. This child is not mine as the first was; I cannot sing it to rest; I cannot lift it up fatherly, And bless it upon my breast. Yet it lies in my little one's cradle, And sits in my little one's chair, And the light of the heaven she 's gone to Transfigures its golden hair.
James Russell Lowell
#80. When she didn't say anything more, he frowned, thinking this was the pair of them in a nutshell: Standing three feet away from each other and being separated by miles.
J.R. Ward
#81. No, you've got it all wrong, John." Reading his emotions, she shook her head. "You're not half the male you could be because of what was done to you. You're twice what anyone else is because you survived.
J.R. Ward
#82. I was starting to think of her as mine. For the first time in my life, I wanted someone for myself. And I would take her any way she came.
Helena Hunting
#83. She persisted when I resisted. And thank God for that. Because the number of storms I needed to go through before appreciating the way the wind whipped through her hair was one to many. Now, I'd move mountains to make her mine. Rain or shine.
J. Raymond
#84. As I celebrate life, I can't help but think how young my mom was when she died of a heart attack at 53. My mom didn't get to meet her grandchildren, but I'm determined to watch mine grow up.
Andie MacDowell
#85. Georgia was mine, whether she knew it or not. This was our new beginning.
Adriane Leigh
#86. She was supposed to be mine.
Mine.
And I'd fucking lost her and I'd hate myself for the rest of my days for doing it.
And I'd forever hate her for letting me go.
A.L. Jackson
#87. I clenched my teeth and tried desperately to get air to my starved brain. If this annoying red head didn't go away I was about to go all wolf up in here and it wasn't going to be pretty. My wolf was screaming at me to defend my territory. Caeden was mine and she just wouldn't get the message!
Micalea Smeltzer
#88. Sandy's face was very close to mine in the crowded room. She had a wide mouth and a lot of teeth. She had turned in her seat so that she had one thigh on each side of my leg. Her chest was against my arm. In another minute we wouldn't have to go anywhere to have sex.
Robert B. Parker
#89. Since the day she died, I've felt that Lucy was only mine to memorialize and that if I faltered, I'd be letting her down in the worst kind of way. The realization that she wasn't just mine comes as a painful relief.
Julie Murphy
#90. She was a clock, I could tell by the ticking in her wrist. (I'd secretly slipped my thumb down, to feel her pulse as we danced. It was perfectly steady and wreaking havoc with mine.) I could keep time by you, I thought.
Elizabeth McCracken
#91. It was sad, it was sad, it was sad. When Betty came back we didn't sing or laugh, or even argue. We sat drinking in the dark, smoking cigarettes, and when we went to sleep, I didn't put my feet on her body or she on mine like we used to. We slept without touching.
We had both been robbed.
Charles Bukowski
#92. You want to know what the saddest part is Tess?" I said, sounding choked up.
"What's that Josh?"
I felt my heart constricting as the brutal truth flowed from my lips. "You say she's mine ... but honestly, I don't think she was ever mine to begin with.
Angela Richardson
#93. I've always wanted to work with Barbra Streisand because she's worked with some of the best background singers in the world who are friends of mine, worked with them in concert or on movie soundtracks, and I always say 'Now, where was I? Where was I when she was hiring people to work with her?'
Darlene Love
#94. It was a lonely place. A place for the dark-hearted. It's where I deserve to be, Maleficent told herself every time she arrived. For only someone with a heart as dark as mine could do something so evil to a girl with a heart as light as Aurora's.
Elizabeth Rudnick
#95. I love my daughter. She and I have shared my body. There is a part of her mind that is a part of mine. But when she was born, she sprang from me like a slippery fish, and has been swimming away ever since.
Amy Tan
#96. I rarely meddled in the cat's personal affairs and she rarely meddled in mine. Neither of us was foolish enough to attribute human emotions to our pets.
Kinky Friedman
#97. My mom is such a big supporter of mine. She still is, and always was. So I got the sort of encouragement from that side of the family.
Billy Bob Thornton
#98. Anne of Austria (with great submission to a Crowned Head do I say it) was a B
. She had spirit and courage without parts, devotion without common morality, and lewdness without tenderness either to justify or to dignify it. Her two sons were no more Lewis the Thirteen's than they were mine.
Lord Chesterfield
#99. She was suppose to be mine. I hers. We were suppose to be like the birds.
Erin Bowman
#100. Her amber eyes burned into mine with all the hate and loathing she could muster. Underneath, though, she was terrified. Hate and loathing didn't bother me, but fear was a powerful emotion. Fear causes the dog to bite and Roze was one bitch.
Maria V. Snyder
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