“I can understand bitchiness in any language.”
“You can put on as many airs as you want, but in the end, that dress is the same as you: an old, cheap design dressed up to look like its worth more than it is.”
“You’ll know her by a crown of stars and flowers, and then when you take her to your bed and claim her, you will swear your loyalty to me.”
“We're pieces on a gameboard, Dr. March, and some of us are more powerful than others. You. Me. Her. We're the ones the gods want. We're the ones they're fighting over.”
“I can't shut my brain off. It's like a hamster wheel." ~ Justin”
“Wise men don't need concrete answers. By definition, they need wisdom." ~ Geraki”
“Sex and battle were each dangerous in their own ways.”
“You guys are so caught up in your polished images and your passive-aggressive comments that no one ever comes right out and says anything. Well, I'm going to.”
“I slept with her because she was hot and wanted me. Maybe we're dealing with the supernatural, but I'm still human.”
“You're on a roll here, aren't you? Never thought I'd have a heckler while pouring out my heart and soul.”
“Anger could flip to passion in a heartbeat.”
“She made no other moves, but there was tension in her that said she was a lioness that could strike at any moment.
You know, remarks Magnus conversationally, lionesses do all the work while lions sit around.”
“You can crawl back to whatever hole you live in and fuck your landlord for rent.”
“I'm sad because you remind me of home. Because you are beautiful and bright and dynamic and whole lot of other things I haven't seen for a long time... and won't see again anytime soon.”
“Ignore her. She hasn't been laid in, like, in a week. It's a wonder she's still alive.”
“You must not have played chess in a while. The king is the weakest piece in the game.” He gave Justin a level look. “The queen’s the strongest.”
“If they'd had proof of what he'd tried to do, Porfirio wouldn't have lived long enough to die in an explosion.”
“Quite, Justin told them. I'm trying to have a moment.”
“You sure have a high opinion of yourself, thinking it's going to happen again.”
“Make sure you marry a plain man, Tessa. They won't stray, and they'll never have power over you.”
“A dream doesn't mean anything. I dreamed the other night that I went riding on a dinosaur.”
“If the same guy’s still here, he’s not really all that stable either. Actually has the balls to call himself Golden Arrow.”
“And,” Mae added, voice prim, “if you try to brag about this, no one’s going to believe you. No one will believe someone like me would sleep with someone like you.” That was the gut punch. It was also the last word, because he couldn’t muster another response.”
“I don't think Blanca was worth it, Horatio told him. She wasn't even that good.”
“You must not have played chess in a while. The king is the weakest piece in the game.” He gave Justin a level look. “The queen’s the strongest.” “What”
“I don’t know . . . jaguars and obsidian. That’s not their style. Why didn’t she use a silver dagger on you?” “Maybe”
“Justin might live another day after all, much to the relief of gullible women everywhere.”
“So what’s up?” Hale asked. “Is it your dad? Has he decided to kill me? I live in fear he’s going to wake up one day and realize I don’t deserve you.”
“He won’t kill you,” Kat said.
“You’re right. He’ll just…steal me and stash me someplace until you’re thirty.”
“That’s okay,” Kat said, and Hale pulled back, chagrined.
“It is?” he said with mock indignation.
So Kat stood on her tiptoes and kissed him quick and hard. “Yeah. I’d just steal you back.”
“Humans in love are terrible. You see them come hungering at one another like prehistoric wolves, you see something struggling for life in between them like a root or a soul and it flares for a moment, then they smash it. The difference between them smashes the bones out. So delicate the bones.”
“Shergahn and friend lay like poleaxed steers, and the Daranfelian's greasy hair was thick with potatoes, carrots, gravy, and chunks of beef. His companion had less stew in his hair, but an equally large lump was rising fast, and Brandark flipped his improvised club into the air, caught it in proper dipping position, and filled it once more from the pot without even glancing at them. He raised the ladle to his nose, inhaled deeply, and glanced at the cook with an impudent twitch of his ears.
"Smells delicious," he said while the laughter started up all around the fire. "I imagine a bellyful of this should help a hungry man sleep. Why, just look what a single ladle of it did for Shergahn!”
“Soon, droves of children start to show up, keeping us rather busy. We start tallying up the number of Trolls, Batmans, Lego men, and princesses we see. The most popular costume? Batman and Superwoman with the fabrics and accessories varying from child to child. But my favorite so far is the girl who dressed as Little Debbie, but then again, I may be biased.
“I think she might be my new favorite,” Emma says as a little girl dressed as a nurse walks away.
“That’s because you’re a nurse, but you can’t play favorites,” I say, reminding Emma of the rules.
She levels with me. “This coming from the guy whose favorite child was dressed as Little Debbie.”
“Come on.” I lean back in my chair and motion to my head. “She had the rim of blue on her hat. That’s attention to detail.”
“And good fucking parenting,” Tucker chimes in, and we clink our beer bottles together.
Amelia chuckles next to me as Emma shakes her head. “Ridiculous. What about you, Amelia? What costume has been your favorite so far?”
“Hmm, it’s been a tough competition. There has been some real winning costumes and some absolute piss-poor ones.” She shakes her head. “Just because you put a scarf around your neck and call yourself Jack Frost doesn’t mean you dressed up.”
“Ugh, that costume was dumb.”
“It shouldn’t be referred to as a costume, but that’s beside the point.” I like how much Amelia is getting into this little pretend competition. She’s a far cry from the girl who first came home earlier. I love that having Tucker and Emma over has given me more time with Amelia, getting to know the woman she is today, but also managed to put that beautiful smile back on her face.
“So who takes the cake for you?” I ask, nudging her leg with mine.
Smiling up at me, she says, “Hands down it’s the little boy who dressed as Dwight Schrute from The Office. I think I giggled for five minutes straight after he left. That costume was spot on.”
“Oh shit, you’re right,” I reply as Emma and Tucker agree with me. “He even had the watch calculator.”
“And the small nose Dwight always complains about.” Emma chuckles. “Yeah, he has to be the winner.”
“Now, now, now, let’s not get too hasty. Little Debbie is still in the running,” Tucker points out.
Amelia leans forward, seeming incredibly comfortable, and says, “There is no way Little Debbie beats Dwight. Sorry, dude.”
The shocked look on Tucker’s face is comical. He’s just been put in his place and the old Amelia has returned.
I fucking love it.”
“that a man must learn to forgive—to know what is important, that”
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