“Stare at the dark too long and you will eventually see what isn’t there.”
“She is so lovely she could kill you without you even noticing it. A monster girl who knows when to kiss and when to kill.”
“All monsters must die except the beautiful ones”
“What she looks like and what she is capable of doing are two different things. Wickedly beautiful.”
“Snow White one, Snow White two,
Sorrow is coming out for you.
Snow White three, Snow White four,
Black as night, go lock your door.
Snow White five, Snow White six,
Blood red lips and crucifix
Snow White seven, Snow White eight,
White as snow, don’t stay out late.
Snow White Nine, Snow White ten,
Snow White now killed snow white then”
“Something about her is so tempting to look at. Her anger has a childish aura as if she isn’t made of real evil; just a bratty princess playing with her toy fangs.”
“I stand before her, meeting her eye to eye and nose to nose. My head takes a slight bow as I clench my fist. “I should have just killed you like any other bloodsucking vampire.”
“So why didn’t you?” She tiptoes, clenching her first as well. I have to admit. She is a much better version of the Snow White you see in a Disney movie. She’s kind of kickass. I like it, but I will never let her know.“Why do you care so much about me then? Ha?” She asks.
"I should have killed you before," I repeated while all I could do is wonder how I'd ever fallen in love with a monster girl.”
“I met you in dream." She says.
"You're right. But here we are, back to the real world."
"I was so afraid you will never remember me in the real world. People usually forget about their dreams once they wake up."
"Not me. Not you. Besides, maybe this none of us woke up. It doesn't mean we can't make it real.”
“With the blood dripping from her lips, with her blood spattered white dress, and with her pale skin, she is just a horrifyingly lovely and a breathtakingly attractive sixteen-year-old girl living in Hell. Nothing wrong with that, right?”
“Elegantly yet beastly, caring yet deadly, she comes down to me.”
“It's a fucking plastic stake, even a lightsaber from star war would have done the job better.”
“I mean, Hell or no hell, all horror plots are overdone, over cooked, and smelling.”
“Parents give birth to a dude. Dude grows up, becomes a vampire. Parents assign me to kill him by burying him in his dreams. Happens to me all the time.”
“She had me from Hello," I say to Zizzy.
"What's wrong with you dude? She never said Hell. She always welcomes us with blood dripping fangs and a horde of corpses surrounding her." Zizzy protests.
"Monsters have their own way to say Hello, moron. They just need someone to get it, that this is actually hello.”
“Thinking of the cute, giddy, doe eyed, light-hearted, and innocent Snow White as a vampire, turns my stomach. According to dubious Mr. Officer, she isn’t even the modern kind of vampire. She is one of the older ones rooted in the abyss of the human psyche, the sexy but scary, vicious, unapologetic, blood sucking one, living in a Dracula mansion built by the Evil Queen herself. What kind of twisted story is that?”
“Temporarily.' I say, looking at the blood on my hands. The blood of princess Snow White — I must be the worst person in the world.”
“Snow White sucks the blood la ola lala" He sang, throwing bear can at the castle.”
“Axel and Fable, their father was a woodcutter, and they live in a Candy House? Axel is always hungry, and eats too much candy, and Fable is fond of eating bread. It doesn’t get easier than that to know who they really are.”
“Home was where the heart was, where we bled, where we laughed, met those we love, where we built, and what we fought for. Home was the dry soil we kept nurturing unconditionally, the place we took care of...”
“I’m young enough to do it, and old enough to do it right.”
“She'll sting you one day, Oh, ever so gently, so you hardly ever feel it.’Til you fall dead.” ― Jacob Ludwig Karl Grimm”
“I have to name things, or I get…confused—I once named my microwave Samantha.” “Why?” “You name your car Carmen, and frown at me for naming my microwave Samantha?” “I mean why Samantha? It’s a microwave.” “Samantha was sexy; she melted frozen food, because she was hot. Get it?”
“Looooook!” Axel pointed ahead. “Holy Lord-“Axel shrieked. “Of the rings.”
“Take off the glasses too.” Lucy folded her hands. “I…” Fable hesitated. “I’m afraid I can’t see without them. I’m dyslexic, if you don’t mind.”
“He wasn't fond of girls, especially curious ones; in his experience, they uually were demons in disguise.”
“I like a girl who knows when to kiss and when to kill," Loki told her.”
“Loki felt electricity shoot through his body. It was a shocking chill running through his veins.
On impulse, he pushed her head back to the floor and forced his lips onto hers and kissed her.
Time stopped.
Amazingly, Loki felt her body ease and soften. It even got warmer, miraculously buzzing back to life. Loki pressed his lips harder against hers, his eyes closed. He felt like she was sucking his life energy out of him. He didn't mind, even if he'd be a hundred years older when he opened his eyes again.
It was an enchanting feeling, very diffrent from kissing Pippi Luvbug. Every breath Snow White took was Loki's now. Who'd have thought that the boy who didn't believe in a true love's kiss would find the cure in a true love's kiss?”
“They say that all monsters have to die, you know," she continued.
"Except the beautiful ones,”
“You really want to sleep with me in a coffin?" she said.
"Wow," he waved his hand. "Sleep with you, no. That's too soon to talk about in our relationship. But sleep in a coffin next to you, yes. It's not like I have ever slept in a bed before.”
“When I am dead and in my head
And all my bones are are rotten,
Take this book and think of me
And mind I'm not forgotten.”
“First she got Jesus, probably fifteen years ago, and that didn’t work out, so she tried Scientology, and that didn’t help, but it cost a lot of money, so she tried Buddhism and yoga, and those didn’t work, so she started drinking. I think that helped, because she’s still drinking.”
“Though Kurt would later claim that his graffiti messages were political, in fact, most of what he wrote was nonsensical. He enraged a neighbor with a boat by painting “Boat Ack” in red letters on the ship’s hull; on the other side he lettered, “Boat people go home.”
“A mistake? The most passionate night of his life was a mistake? Her first time and that’s what she thought. That grated on him in the worst way. “Is that what you think, Beth?”
“Don’t call me that.”
“Why, Beth?”
“You know I hate that name.”
“Oh, so sorry, Beth. I do apologize, Beth.” He was being petty and he knew it, but he didn’t give a damn. She’d always brought out the very worst in him.
She reached up and twisted his ear. “Ow!”
“Out of my way, Robert Lemonade,” she said casually, pissing him off in the worst way.”
“Earlier maps had underestimated the distances to other continents and exaggerated the outlines of individual nations. Now global dimensions could be set, with authority, by the celestial spheres. Indeed, King Louis XIV of France, confronted with a revised map of his domain based on accurate longitude measurements, reportedly complained that he was losing more territory to his astronomers than to his enemies.”
BookQuoters is a community of passionate readers who enjoy sharing the most meaningful, memorable and interesting quotes from great books. As the world communicates more and more via texts, memes and sound bytes, short but profound quotes from books have become more relevant and important. For some of us a quote becomes a mantra, a goal or a philosophy by which we live. For all of us, quotes are a great way to remember a book and to carry with us the author’s best ideas.
We thoughtfully gather quotes from our favorite books, both classic and current, and choose the ones that are most thought-provoking. Each quote represents a book that is interesting, well written and has potential to enhance the reader’s life. We also accept submissions from our visitors and will select the quotes we feel are most appealing to the BookQuoters community.
Founded in 2023, BookQuoters has quickly become a large and vibrant community of people who share an affinity for books. Books are seen by some as a throwback to a previous world; conversely, gleaning the main ideas of a book via a quote or a quick summary is typical of the Information Age but is a habit disdained by some diehard readers. We feel that we have the best of both worlds at BookQuoters; we read books cover-to-cover but offer you some of the highlights. We hope you’ll join us.