She Was Real Quotes

#1. She was real to me. And while I can be logical about this, logic has never once mended a broken heart or fixed a sundered soul. She has poisoned the very core of me. A dream has killed me

Iain S. Thomas

#2. Sigh. Here's another fine woman that historians can't believe was real. Of course she was real. Not only is there a splendid Chinese poem called "The Ballad of Mulan", there is also n excellent cartoon by Disney.

Sandi Toksvig

#3. Wink wasn't a villain.
She wasn't a hero.
People aren't just one thing. They never, ever are.
Wink was flesh and blood.
She was bad.
And she was good.
She was real.

April Genevieve Tucholke

#4. Tia and I have been together for 10 years. Our relationship is not just something that happened overnight. She was with me when I moved to California. I had nothing, and she was established, who had all this money, but she didn't care. That's how I knew she was real.

Cory Hardrict

#5. She was real and she was dead. And she was out there somewhere.

Kate Atkinson

#6. It's a music video but she was real specific on the character that Mary J. Blige was playing, and that I was playing in this video and I told her whenever you get to jump to the big screen I'd love to come with you and she honored that.

Blair Underwood

#7. Not a beauty queen. Not one of those. You know the ones. She was real.

Markus Zusak

#8. She was real
She was alive
And she made my heavy black heart lighten with joy.

Tabatha Vargo

#9. L.A. is such a real, active place. My mother was very into the core of the city. She worked in politics, and you have to know your territory. It's an active matrix; we're all parts of it, but people don't often stop to wonder what's going on.

Janet Fitch

#10. 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

#11. I used to write things for friends. There was this girl I had a crush on, and she had a teacher she didn't like at school. I had a real crush on her, so almost every day I would write her a little short story where she would kill him in a different way.

Stephen Colbert

#12. She smiled into his mouth. "That was ... wow."
"It's always wow. You're wow. I'll never get enough of you, Lydia. Not after ten years in dreams; not after forever in real life.

Dianna Hardy

#13. when she was younger, hannah liked to feel sad, so long as it was artifical sad' that was what she called it when the sadness was about something that wasn't real

Elizabeth Noble

#14. It seemed to travel with her, to sweep her aloft in the power of song, so that she was moving in glory among the stars, and for a moment she, too, felt that the words Darkness and Light had no meaning, and only this melody was real.

Madeleine L'Engle

#15. Nico was gothic, but she was Mary Shelley gothic to everyone else's Hammer horror film gothic. They both did Frankenstein, but Nico's was real.

Peter Murphy

#16. I grew up in Bellport, Long Island where I attended Gateway Acting School and met Robin Allan. She was the school's director who took me under her wing and was the one who told me that I could do this for real.

Brendan Dooling

#17. The first real thing was Divine as Jackie Kennedy [in Eat Your Makeup]. His mother found the bloody Jackie Kennedy outfit in the boot of his car and said, 'What is this?" and Divine said, "I am Jackie Kennedy!" His mother just changed the subject; she didn't know what to say.

John Waters

#18. Did you know that if Barbie was a real woman with those proportions, she'd have to carry her kidneys in her purse?

Lani Diane Rich

#19. Did she want me to kiss her? How weird was this going to be? Should it be like a real kiss, with passion and stuff? Or more of an experimental, pecking kind of deal?

Jordan Sonnenblick

#20. I think my mother had a lot of opportunity when she was a kid. She was a model, and she did a lot of things in her life, but she had no real ambition. I think my mother really did want a home and kids and all of that.

Kim Basinger

#21. And yet, anything real, anything strong, was never easy. She'd been taught from an early age that the things that mattered most were the hardest to obtain.

Nora Roberts

#22. She stared at him and swallowed. The laugh had been so real, so deep. This was the man she had married. She didn't need food. She could live forever on the warm glow in his eyes.

J.R. Biery

#23. She was drained from the shock and fear of looking at the emotional wreckage of real humans, desperate people with little hope and looking to her for help.

John Grisham

#24. And if he told her about his real life-well,she'd probably think I was crazy by association.

Kiersten White

#25. She did not begin to tell real lies until Rosa was in hospital suffering that filthy rot that left her all eaten out inside, as light and fragile as a pine log infested with white ant

Peter Carey

#26. My mom was pretty dead on when she named me Fable, wasn't she? I don't feel real to anyone.

Monica Murphy

#27. Suddenly, without any real change in her, she ceased to be beautiful. She looked merely like a woman who would have been dangerous a hundred years ago, and twenty years ago daring, but who today was just Grade B Hollywood.

Raymond Chandler

#28. I had some interesting costumes ... the one that I remember right offhand is Zorro when I was a lot younger. I was a big time Zorro fan. My mom helped me make it, and I remember having a big issue with the fact that she wouldn't let me carry around a real metal sword; it just had to be plastic.

Sam Hunt

#29. Few real people appear in my two novels, actually. "Ari" appears on the edge of this book a couple of times - but on the edge, she's never in it, even if she's a determining force from the outside. Everybody in the first book was basically made up, if never from scratch.

Ben Lerner

#30. It was real," she said, her voice thick. "Wasn't it?" He looked up at her. "What was?" "Us," she said. "Last summer." "Yeah," he said, stepping back again. "It was.

Jennifer E. Smith

#31. She couldnt let that happen again. She would have to be strong. Fearless. Gird
herself with righteous armor.
She jumped when the door clicked shut. Oh great, that was real fearless of her.

Kerrelyn Sparks

#32. It was the comfort of knowing that she was not quite so strange, that there were other people who found delight in private challenges and quiet lives. People who lived in their thoughts as much as in the real, physical world.

Daphne Kalotay

#33. She was always daydreaming. She never wanted to live in the real world; she always seemed to be separated from other children her age. They couldn't understand her or her imagination. She was always thinking outside of the box, breaking rules, and only following what her heart told her was right.

Shannon A. Thompson

#34. When I was a kid, I had THE biggest crush on Helen Reddy. I mean like for REAL crush - like 'spend some time in the bathroom thinking about her' crush. I blme Pete's Dragon. There she was - flushed, singing, clas in a tight wet plaid shirt. Judas Priest she was fabulous.

Corey Taylor

#35. Claire knew she was in control of her actions, she could choose to fight or complain. Her plan was for self-preservation until she was free. This had been a good old-fashioned thunderstorm, loud and boisterous but no real damage.

Aleatha Romig

#36. Class, she reminded herself, was the real marker in America.

Paul Russell

#37. My real frustration with Clara, I think, was that it seemed like she should be insecure but wasn't.

Curtis Sittenfeld

#38. The first real concert, other than going with my dad to see Three Dog Night, was Smashing Pumpkins and Garbage. I was fourteen or fifteen. I liked Shirley Manson because she reminded me of Annie Lennox. They both have these deep, sexy, powerful alto voices.

Amy Lee

#39. She was only 23, and already so exhausted with romances that were never even real.

Tara Frejas

#40. Ma wrong about one thing. When I was girl, she only talk about love in the marriage. [ ... ] Nobody tell me what make real marriage
respect.

Thrity Umrigar

#41. Delilah Bard had a way of finding trouble. She'd always thought it was better than letting trouble find her, but floating in the ocean in a two-person skiff with no oars, no view of land, and no real resources save the ropes binding her wrists, she was beginning to reconsider. The

V.E Schwab

#42. Back in high school, once she suspected that I was probably not a Christian, she did not break up with me as she should have.

Mark Driscoll

#43. He'd given up his mortality, his soul, for this moment, this second chance, and if she fell in love with him again, he needed to know it was real.

Lisa Kessler

#44. We're dreaming, Elizabeth. We're dreaming. It's not real." She pushed her hips up. "No. Keep going." I wiped her tears away, but I didn't keep going. It was wrong. She was broken. I was broken.

Brittainy C. Cherry

#45. The real hell of Hell is that it is forever.' Sula said that. She said doing anything forever and ever was hell.

Toni Morrison

#46. She didn't know, but she couldn't shake the fear that the real danger was only just beginning and that things were about to get much, much worse.

C.L. Wilson

#47. She was at that period of her life that almost everyone must pass through, when childhood is done with and a faux maturity, untrammeled by experience, gives one a sense that anything is possible until the arrival of real adulthood proves conclusively that it is not.

Julian Fellowes

#48. I was deeply influenced by an Episcopal laywoman named Agnes Sanford, who in her day was quite famous as a faith healer, which is a term I've always distrusted, because it conjures up charlatanry. She was not a charlatan. She was the real thing, and she had had remarkable healings.

Frederick Buechner

#49. She couldn't hide from everyone for the rest of her life ... Well she could. That was the direction things were going. But she knew from long-ago experience that when you were uncertain and if you were courageous enough to let her in a real friend could do a world of good.

Ann Brashares

#50. Or was it, as everyone told her, and as she must believe, all in her head? And so what if it was - wasn't everything in her head real too? What if there was no demonstrable reality? What if there was nothing beyond the mind?

Kate Atkinson

#51. In the beginning was real time. A woman enters a garden that is bursting with color. She has no memory, only a burgeoning curiosity. She approaches the man. He is not curious. He stands before a tree.

Patti Smith

#52. She knew it wasn't real. She knew the holograph wouldn't hurt. But she also knew that fire was dangerous, and illusions were dangerous, and being tricked into believing things that weren't real was often the most dangerous thing of all.

Marissa Meyer

#53. He'd been dazzled by the luck; she smiled, knowing that luck was not real. The

Lauren Groff

#54. I suppose that my inner soul - my dual personality - had realized long before that Florence was a personality of paper - that she represented a real human being with a heart, with feelings, with sympathies and with emotions only as a bank-note represents a certain quantity of gold.

Ford Madox Ford

#55. She was, through no real faults of her own, perfect.

William Goldman

#56. This is personal, she'd said. Real. This moment was too, even if you couldn't see it at first glance. It was fake on the outside, but so true within. You only had to look, really look to tell.

Sarah Dessen

#57. Conscience, resolve, loyalty, the kind of far sight that Mia wanted, the fearlessness to cross strange borders, whatever it was that gave Alice the guts to stick up for herself when Tweedledum and Tweedledee informed her she wasn't real.

Helen Oyeyemi

#58. He needed a story to go with her wildness, her coldness, her hollowness. The real story was that she'd had everything and hadn't deserved it, when she'd still wanted something else to sate a broken twisting emptiness that couldn't be filled.

Cole McCade

#59. But it was fantasy, and she knew it. It was her fantasy, and the fantasy of everyone else who would look at her and at her pictures; and it would stop being real the moment the man with the camera stopped clicking.

Umair Naeem

#60. The real offense, as she ultimately perceived, was in having a mind of her own at all.

Henry James

#61. Her face felt like it was scattered in pieces and she could not keep it straight. The feeling was a whole lot worse than being hungry for any dinner, yet it was like that. I want
I want
I want
was all that she could think about
but just what this real want was she did no know.

Carson McCullers

#62. She was too well acquainted with the way things work in real life. Real life sucked. But it was real. It was unapologetic. It made no excuses. It just was.

Maya Banks

#63. 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

#64. After two decades there she was, in front of him, almost within touching distance, not faded like in his dreams, but bright and clear and vividly real, looking comfortably, almost defiantly, the same as she always had and then everything she had never been.

Tan Redding

#65. After a few minutes, he asked, real quietly, if you turned into an animal, too. And I said, 'She wishes she was that cool!

Stephenie Meyer

#66. She did not want him. Had she ever? It is so easy to look at love when it is over and think it was never real.

Eleanor Brown

#67. This is the kind of behavior that I was dreading: she doesn't see that what she's doing is for her, not me. She doesn't see that it's disrespectful. Dismissive. Condescending. As if my reasons aren't real.

Nicole Hardy

#68. I was in handcuffs. I was under arrest. I remember there was this old lady looking at me, and I could tell she felt real sorry for me, and she did'nt know but all I wanted to do was take her purse.

Mike Tyson

#69. 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

#70. She wanted letters. Real letters written in his handwriting on actual paper that she could hold and keep and read whenever the mood struck her. They were proof, solid and tangible, that someone was thinking about her.

Jenny Han

#71. She had had a real fright but had fallen back to earth. The odd thing was that in her fall her fear too had been dashed down and broken. It was gone.

Henry James

#72. Politically, I thought [Margaret Thatcher] stank. I think she had a real fight on her hands to get where she got, but I don't believe that her conviction was for the greater good.

Andrea Riseborough

#73. I remember desperately trying to convince my wife that what I was believing was real - that I was being followed, that I was involved in some type of mind-control experiment. I couldn't understand why she couldn't believe me.

Scott Stapp

#74. And yet he kept sticking to her life like gum on the sole of her shoe, either on the Net or in real life. On the Net was OK. There he was no more than electrons and words. In real life, standing on her doorstep, he was still fucking attractive. And he knew her secrets just as she knew all of his.

Stieg Larsson

#75. I did this TV show, which was my first job ever. It wasn't a real acting part. It was like this promo for this sitcom and the main actress was meeting three different real people and then she was going to decide who was going to be on the episode.

Seann William Scott

#76. I think I have always wanted to tell stories. My mother was the real catalyst. I kept talking about it and so she pulled out a story I wrote (and illustrated) back in elementary school. She used that as proof that I should be writing and had been doing so unconsciously for years.

Kim Smith

#77. Mum says that, since I was a tiny baby, I've had the most strong-willed and stubborn personality known to man. Although that was a real pain for her, she admired my resolve.

Bat For Lashes

#78. I'm starting to realize that she's my only real friend in the world right now. I can't lose that. I've tried so hard to play it safe with her, and I thought I was doing okay until I went all wounded warrior on her and ... fuck.

Heather Demetrios

#79. I told her about the man, not my daddy, she said, He was only making you into a real girl. I didn't understand. But I made myself believe her. I was a real girl now. But what was I before?

Ellen Hopkins

#80. For Ila the current was the real: it was as though she lived in a present which was like an airlock in a canal, shut away from the tidewaters of the past and the future by steel floodgates.

Amitav Ghosh

#81. He knew then he was in danger. Very real danger. No woman had ever given him a gift or spoken to him as she did. Or tied him in these breathless knots. Or left him so aroused just by standing close and letting him hold her hand.

Jayne Fresina

#82. 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

#83. Was it - was she making a real prediction?'
Dumbledore looked mildly impressed.
'Do you know, Harry, I think she might have been,' he said thoughtfully. 'Who'd have thought it? That brings her total of real predictions up to two. I should offer her a pay raise ...

J.K. Rowling

#84. I made it clear to the world that what Jade and I had found in each other was more real than any other world, more real than time, more real than death, more real, even, than she and I.

Scott Spencer

#85. I didn't know the real reason that she was crying. I was just carried away by the feeling of her in my arms, trembling and warm.

Kaori Ozaki

#86. Maybe she has wasted her life dreaming about something that was never entirely real.

Nick Alexander

#87. I understood somehow my mother's frustration. And that it was no good not only for her, but for her children or her husband, that she didn't have a real use of her ability.

Betty Friedan

#88. But I consoled myself with the reflexion that in spite of everything she was for me the real point of intersection between reality and dream.

Marcel Proust

#89. The thing about Sarah was, she always did what I wanted her to do. Always. And that was because she was me, and I was her. She never disappointed me. She always showed up. Wyatt disappointed me precisely because he was real. He was a real boy who could not climb my tower in the slippery rain.

Alex Flinn

#90. Wes held my hand in front of Dad, who played it real easy, like I had boys around all the time. JoAnn said I was lucky, and she should know. Her father specialized in fear, being a life insurance salesman, and could bring a boy to his knees.

Joan Bauer

#91. And who must have had something real about her, or she could not have existed, but it certainly was not her hair, or her teeth, or her figure, or her complexion.

Charles Dickens

#92. She loved all the creatures of the farm. Each one, even a hen, was like a person to her, even more real than many of the real people she knew. Some were playful or bold, and some were shy. Some were gentle, and some were wicked. Some were smart, like Fido, and some were foolish, like the hens.

Roger Lea MacBride

#93. How do you remember this stuff? But why had she forgotten? That was the real question.

Mark Haddon

#94. It was all she could do to get the words out before he crushed her in a bear hug. Twenty-four hours ago, she might have thought the gesture was intended as much for Ray's benefit as for hers, but she knew better now. This was real. It had to be.

Norah Wilson

#95. Grandma Natasha was sitting in the tent watching public service announcements on TV. They were showing a blond model in a bikini doing the backstroke in a river of blood flowing along Arlozorov Street. "She's not a real blonde," Grandma Natasha grumbled, pointing at the model. "She has it bleached.

Etgar Keret

#96. Funny how often something she'd been so certain she needed turned out not to be a need at all, but a want
when the real 'need' was something else entirely. Something that could only be gained by giving, not by getting.

Tamera Alexander

#97. While her emotions were very real and they gnawed at her with a raw sincerity, she was listening to something deeper. She was listening to her will, not letting what she felt dictate what she would do. Didn't let it dictate her life.

Charles Martin

#98. She realised with every inch of her being that she wanted Freya; she was in love with Freya. Her mind, with its perfectly rational arguments, had list the battle with her heart. She felt it. It was real. The conflict was torture.

Kiki Archer

#99. She looked at me for real and saw I was serious. She saw I knew she was for me like you know that tomorrow morning the sun will rise.

Elizabeth Scott

#100. Her soul was soothed by his presence,
Her mind was soothed by his beliefs
Her heart was soothed by his love
And for the first time, she could see a future with someone who grabbed her by the hand and took her courageous being away from all that had her questioning life.

Nikki Rowe