Top 100 She Wondered Quotes
#1. Sometimes she wondered if she only loved him when it was cold, in the middle of winter when everything was dead. -
Brit Bennett
#2. Fairy tales had been her first experience of the magical universe, and more than once she had wondered why people ended up distancing themselves from that world, knowing the immense joy that childhood had brought to their lives.
Paulo Coelho
#3. She wondered if literature might lose some of its interest when she reached an age or state of mind where her life was set on such a sure course that the things she read might stop seeming so powerfully like alternate directions for her being.
Charles Frazier
#4. She wondered briefly if perhaps she could leave her broken heart here in the cemetery and just take the rest of her home.
Jen Meyers
#5. She took a deep breath and forgot to exhale. She wondered what it would be like if she licked him up one side and down the other.
"What are you thinking?"
She suddely felt kind of hot and dizzy and accidetally let Layla out.
"That i want to lick yout tattoo" she whispered.
Rachel Gibson
#6. Kane wondered if any man in her life had really noticed how beautiful she was.
Dannika Dark
#7. Pure love was always difficult to witness. Why was that, she wondered? Because it was so rare? So beautiful? SO damned unattainable for most of the poor saps muddling through this life?
Lynda Sandoval
#8. Well, I am terribly concerned for your health. One simply should not weigh so much at your age. Lady Maccon poked at a sagging carrot and wondered if anyone would miss her dear sister were she to be oh-so-gently tipped over the rail of the upper deck.
Gail Carriger
#9. She was the stone-faced queen, then and ever after. She had needed the mask to rule, and she had been glad to have it. She wondered if Eugenides was glad of his.
Megan Whalen Turner
#10. ...A mule kicked him in the head." She paused, and then said, "I always wondered if he provoked it. Deliberately."
Radzin snorted. "Suicide by mule?"
"Everyone knew that animal had a temper."
"There would be a dozen better ways to do it.
Helene Wecker
#11. She sounded like she really meant it, and I wondered if I actually was standing here on the sidewalk with her, and not still asleep in my room.
Claudette Melanson
#12. She wondered if seeds ever resented the sun, knowing it would shine with no quarter and give them no choice but to push their heads up out of the safety of the hard, hard ground and bloom.
Julie Anne Long
#13. She wondered how Dr. Watson - a clever man in his own right - had lasted so many years without bashing his roommate over the head out of sheer frustration.
Emma Jane Holloway
#14. Clary wondered how many boyfriends she'd turned into rats by accident.
-Clary to Isabelle, pg.245-
Cassandra Clare
#15. I love your hair." He dropped his head and moved closer as she breathed and wondered and hoped. When his lips met the space behind her ear, she shuddered. "I love this ssspot right here, t-too. Your shivery spot.
Ruthie Knox
#16. She wondered if there was a word for loneliness that wasn't quite so general.
Jennifer E. Smith
#17. I wondered if he'd appreciate my help: maybe if I attacked her with a pool chair and beat her into putty, she'd be distracted enough to leave him alone.
Jane Harvey-Berrick
#18. Kami wondered if she should count it as a victory that he did not seem to be actively attempting to foil her plan of going out with him. Of course, he wasn't actively participating in it either, so maybe it was a draw.
Sarah Rees Brennan
#19. Adeline had come to Christianity the same way she had come to sex and smoking:through peer pressure.Thinking about her six kids and her smoker's hack, she wondered if perhaps peer pressure didn't always lead to the best habits.
Christopher Moore
#20. He wondered if she wondered if he were watching her.
Raymond Carver
#21. That evening she glowed. She gave off a vibration of energy that he suspected only he could detect. Do I do this to you?, he wondered, as he watched her eat. Or is this just the relief of being out from under the forbidden eye of that husband of yours?
Jojo Moyes
#22. Jane wondered why small-minded people often form such large groups as she made her way home.
Chris Nicolaisen
#23. He wondered if she'd mind if he threw her down on the blanket and tore off her clothing. (..) She looked heartbreakingly innocent. Alex sighed. She'd probably mind.
Julia Quinn
#24. For the thousandth time, Faith wondered why this appealed to her. She detested letting men walk all over her, letting them think they were supreme beings. But when Mr. Meisner did all these diabolical things to her, her body fired up and wanted more.
Cari Silverwood
#25. Katherine -I wondered if this was how Dorothy felt when she woke up in Oz with all the little people squawking ding dong, the witch is dead.
Lorraine Beaumont
#26. She wondered if he could see himself in a mirror. If he sparkled.
Kristan Higgins
#27. The first time, he had wondered why she liked books so much, and if it had anything to do with why he liked spaceships. Because they could take you somewhere far, far away
Marissa Meyer
#28. And, if she did, I wondered if she could see in my eyes that it had been good, so good for me; it was making me want to kneel at her feet right now.
Christina Lauren
#29. She wondered why she had never thought her country beautiful.
Harper Lee
#30. She looked directly up into the northern lights and she wondered if those cold-burning spectres might not draw her breath, her very soul, out of her chest and into the stars.
Eowyn Ivey
#31. She had to be brave enough to reveal the little girl inside who wondered the scariest question of all.
Am I good enough?
Jennifer Kacey
#32. I have no appetite,' she sighed. 'Not for food, not for work. Not for anything.' I looked at her and wondered what I am except appetite.
Andrea Barrett
#33. He used to tell her everything, and she used to listen in rapt attention. She wondered when that had changed and who'd lost interest first, he in the telling or she in the listening.
Lisa Genova
#34. But I wondered sometimes, the way your mind asks those big questions, like whether or not there's a god or how a girl can think she's ugly one day and pretty the next.
Julie Murphy
#35. This, said Mother, as she handed him a piece of dry, tasteless matzoh, is the bread of our affliction. Where, young Kugel wondered, is the seven-layer cake of our salvation? Where is the muffin of our mirth? Where is our no-longer-reduced-to-jelly doughnut?
Shalom Auslander
#36. She could talk. If she was a sphinx she could have talked, if she was a stone she could have talked. I wondered when she'd get tired and leave. Even after I stopped listening it was like being battered with tiny pingpong balls.
Charles Bukowski
#37. She wondered how trees became petrified, if the same process worked with a human heart.
Jodi Picoult
#38. Mrs.Comb tightened her headscarf and wondered why human beings despise what is beautiful and good, and seek to destroy the things they need the most. She could not understand it. She could not begin to understand.
David Mitchell
#39. He kissed her so gently she wondered if she had imagined it. She pulled back slightly, to look into his eyes. And then there was a shot.
Jodi Picoult
#40. Katie wondered for a moment if part of the reason so many of the young women she knew who had poor self-esteem ended up that way because they had spent their lives gazing at themselves in a mirror instead of being the mirror others gazed into.
Robin Jones Gunn
#41. Madison, or "Maddie," as she preferred, wondered what could be at the end of that road.
Alice Marks
#42. She glowed, not from the firelight, but as if lit from within. I wondered if she were already a ghost.
Julie Berry
#43. I wondered if they had rehearsed this weird three-way-talking thing they had going on. I imagined them sitting in a circle in their dorm room, brushing their hair and saying, Okay, so I'll say we feel bad, and then you'll say that your hot boyfriend thinks she's pathetic.
Rachel Hawkins
#44. And then another letter had come from Christopher, so devastating that Amelia wondered how mere scratches of ink on paper could rip someone's soul to shreds. She had wondered how she could feel so much pain and still survive.
Lisa Kleypas
#45. She is ugly, thought Konstantin, and then wondered at himself. What was it to him if a girl was ugly?
Katherine Arden
#46. Good news?' Gloria queried. She wondered if Emily was pregnant again (was that good news?), so she was taken aback when Emily said, 'I've found Jesus.' 'Oh,' Gloria said. 'Where was he?
Kate Atkinson
#47. Have you ever wondered what a witness is? It's someone who has died, who lives in heaven and watches over the lives of those she loved. That's what I do. I watch you. I cheer you on. I hurt when you hurt.
Gena Showalter
#48. She wondered if maybe tragedy was what it took to make your heart capable of admitting a new member.
Ann Brashares
#49. Sometimes, sitting here in the dark, slowly slowly creating strategy, she wondered if she was only fooling herself to think her plans were clever.
Vernor Vinge
#50. I have had to make do. Whose eyes had he been looking into, all those years? Cristina wondered as she leaned forward. She didn't know why she did it, exactly; maybe it was the way his eyes stayed fixed on hers, as if he couldn't imagine anything more fascinating than looking at her.
Cassandra Clare
#51. She wondered if all the firsts in her life would go by so quickly, and be forgotten just as quickly.
Judy Blume
#52. She wondered how she would behave when her time came to hurt day in and day out. Hardly like Atticus: if you asked him how he was feeling he would tell you, but he never complained; his disposition remained the same, so in order to find out how he was feeling, you had to ask him.
Harper Lee
#53. She wondered how big the world was, really, when you crossed it, instead of traced it with your finger on the map.
Jodi Picoult
#54. She wondered how to mourn the death of a son who wasn't dead. And yet the loss of separation made that easy. The idea of pain made pain, where she knew none could possibly truly exist.
Juliet Castle
#55. 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
#56. In stories like Cinderella and Beauty and the Beast, they always say the heroine is 'as good as she is beautiful.' I wondered if people just wanted that to be true, wanted the beautiful to be good. I wondered if they wanted the ugly to be bad because then they wouldn't have to feel bad for them.
Alex Flinn
#57. I always wondered what it must be like to lose a twin - if somehow Mary felt it like it was happening to her. If she felt physical pain.
Francesca Lia Block
#58. What would Miss Frost have thought of me? I wondered; I didn't mean my writing. What would she have thought of my relationships with men and women? Had I ever "protected" anyone? For whom had I truly been worthwhile?
John Irving
#59. Relax, Cole, I wasn't proposing. She put her hand on his shoulder for a second, and when she
removed it, the impression of her warmth lingered. Burned.
And for a moment he wondered if marriage wouldn't be such a bad idea.
Maisey Yates
#60. You may not say much, Carlos Soto." She reached forward to place her hand over his heart, and he wondered if she could feel that it beat only for her. "But when you do say something, it tends to be the right thing.
Julie Ann Walker
#61. For a moment, I wondered if I should just tell her that she was a selfish, reckless girl who thought the world owed her something simply because she was pretty, and that I didn't want to be around when she discovered it didn't.
Robyn Schneider
#62. And yet still she watched him ... he wondered why. One possibility, and by far his favorite, was that she was planning his murder.
Anne Stuart
#63. Have any of you wondered what I did with all the cash Pekka Rollins gave us?"
"Guns?" asked Jesper.
"Ships?" queried Inej.
"Bombs?" suggested Wylan.
"Political bribes?" offered Nina. They all looked at Matthias. "This is where you tell us how awful we are," she whispered.
Leigh Bardugo
#64. Coraline wondered why so few of the adults she had met made any sense. She sometimes wondered who they thought they were talking to.
Neil Gaiman
#65. She stared at her face in the mirror, feeling everything around her slipping away. The face stared back, and she wondered who was looking at her.
Joe DeRouen
#66. He felt as if there was something - deep in his brain, behind everything he thought and everything he was - which he did not know, but she knew, and he wished he did, and wondered whether he could ever know it, and should he, if he could, and why he wished it.
Ayn Rand
#67. Alice wondered if her mother was aware that she wasn't the only one in town who'd come down with a bad case of Blueberry Fever.
Sarah Weeks
#68. But where would she go, Raven wondered. Where was home now that Drew was her heart?
J.K. Hogan
#69. Was life always like that? she wondered. A game of hide and seek in which you only occasionally found the person you wanted to be?
Maud Hart Lovelace
#70. She wondered what on earth about liking someone could possibly have him wound up to such a pitch of anxiety. You're not gay, are you?
Cassandra Clare
#71. Sometimes she wondered if the shape of his eyes affected how he saw things.
Rainbow Rowell
#72. Marigold wondered if that were true. It was nice to think that she might have a superpower, even a dumb one, hidden inside of her. What might it be?
Stephanie Perkins
#73. I always wondered why God was supposed to be a father, she whispers. Fathers always want you to measure up to something. Mothers are the ones who love you unconditionally, don't you think?
Jodi Picoult
#74. Since then, she had wondered if it were strength or a sort of madness that let her pretend she was normal.
Robin Hobb
#75. What is she doing here? I wondered. Hasn't she had enough green-upping?
Lisa Papademetriou
#76. Ursula wondered if it was not preferable to lie down once and for all in her grave and let them throw the earth over her, and she asked God, without fear, if He really believe that people were made of iron in order to bear so many troubles and mortifications.
Gabriel Garcia Marquez
#77. Scars, scars. She was coming to have so many. She wondered if it was wrong to be proud of them.
Marissa Meyer
#78. What does that matter when he makes me happy?" There was an adjustment her mother made then, a slight giving in, a relaxing of her shoulders, as if she wondered for just a moment what that kind of freedom might feel like.
Rae Meadows
#80. In the next room a freckly girl Julia's age sat in a wheelchair. One of her legs wasn't there. She'd probably love to have my stammer if she could have her leg back, and I wondered if being happy's about other people's misery.
David Mitchell
#81. I wondered if she was trying to convey something to me, something she could not put into words - something prior to words that she could not grasp within herself and which therefore had no hope of ever turning into words.
Haruki Murakami
#82. By the time Domenica arrived at the Gothic Revival sandstone building on Queen Street, she had put out of her mind all thought of Antonia's torrid affair - at least she assumed it was torrid, and anyway, she wondered if there was any point in having an affair which was not torrid.
Alexander McCall Smith
#83. What do you think she would say about my Match?" I ask him. "About what happened today?" He's quiet, and I wait. "I think she would ask you if you wondered.
Ally Condie
#84. She wondered if grief could make time run faster, like a glitch in a clock.
Jodi Picoult
#85. Neither of them knew what it was to be family, to have family, to make a family. They knew cruelty, abuse, abandonment. She wondered if that was why they had come together. They both understood what it was to have nothing, to know fear and hunger and despair- and both had remade themselves.
J.D. Robb
#86. She'd opened the front cover and fallen inside the wonderful, frightening, magical illustrations. She'd wondered what it must feel like to escape the rigid boundaries of words and speak instead with such a fluid language.
Kate Morton
#87. The older generation sat looking at the younger, and Kat wondered exactly when and how the baton had been passed. She wanted to know if it was too late to give it back.
Ally Carter
#88. She wondered how many of them were liars; their outer purity masking crimes as dark or darker than her own. How many would be chromes themselves, if the truth in their hearts were revealed.
Hillary Jordan
#89. But she wondered if, in moving outside of the natural flow of time, they had forgotten the most crucial point of life - that it wasn't meant to be lived for the past, or even the future, but for each present moment.
Alexandra Bracken
#90. The horse grunted softly. He had huge teeth, Clary noticed uneasily; each one the size of a Pez dispenser. She imagined those teeth sinking into her leg and thought of all the girls she'd known in middle school who'd wanted ponies of their own. She wondered if they were insane.
Cassandra Clare
#92. She had wondered, when he'd looked into her eyes and said that he'd had to learn to make do without mirrors in the Wild Hunt, whose eyes he'd been looking into for all those years. Who'd been his mirror.
Now she knew.
Cassandra Clare
#93. I wondered whether Mrs. Shears had told the police that I had killed Wellington and whether, when the police found out that she had lied, she would go to prison. Because telling lies about people is called slander.
Mark Haddon
#94. He would love her if she were a wolf that tore out his heart. And he wondered what that said about love.
Jeanette Winterson
#95. There were moments when Lila wondered how the hell she'd gotten here. Which steps - and missteps - she'd taken. A year ago she'd been a thief in another London. A month ago she'd been a pirate, sailing on the open seas. A week ago she'd been a magician in the Essen Tasch. And now she was this.
V.E Schwab
#96. And he wondered if Aelin was somehow watching the archipelago, and the seas, and the skies, as if she might never see them again.
Sarah J. Maas
#97. She was Grandma Will. That term felt foreign and unfitting to the relationship they had. She wondered if her father had ever called her Mother, Ma, Mom, Mama? Maybe in private he might have, but to the world, all the world, it was Aunt Will.
Pamela Morsi
#98. 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
#99. She watched him, her head angled. He sometimes felt that she looked at him the way a cat regards a mouse. He just wondered how long it would take for her to pounce.
Sarah J. Maas
#100. People weren't saying Oh wow anymore. They were saying No way instead and she wondered if there was something she might learn from this.
Don DeLillo
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