“You, Emily. You're worth fighting for. I fought all my life, but never for anything worthwhile. Now... Now I'm fighting for my heart. Bullshit ends here and now.”
“I’m not chasing after some chick I want to fuck. I’m chasing after a woman I love who isn’t letting me in.”
“You need to fear me, not hate me."
I did. I feared him. But I think I hated him more. No, I knew I hated him more. For what he'd done. For what he was doing. For the betrayal. Most of all, for tarnishing something so beautiful and making it ugly. I trusted him. I gave myself to him, and he took me, peeled back layers of my soul until he saw it all. Then he took me.”
“Please don’t ask me to let you go. I can’t do it. I’m not strong enough to do it again.”
“Trust is built. Ours just needs to be rebuilt and it takes time. But baby, we’ll do it together.”
“But I'm liking staying here if it means I get to check out two hot chicks every morning." Crisis winked at me, but when he looked at Logan, he was backtracking. "From a distance. Like a mile. Maybe ten miles. Fuck, sorry sweet stuff, but not going to admire you at all. I'll just admire Kat.”
“He looked so beautiful, and it pissed me off that he could look so beautiful when he was so ugly.”
“Maybe love couldn't be forgotten. But maybe, just maybe it could be smothered by hate.”
“Emily, you mean more to me than anything. I love you. I want to be with you … Help you get through this. Baby, I missed you so much.”
“Scuplt, I’m different now.”
He moved in close, arm snug around her waist. “Yeah. You’re stronger, sexier, and have an attitude. Makes me want you more.”
“Baby, you’re the one who gave me the strength to survive Raul. It has always been you. It will always be you. Emily ...you’re my trophy. And I lost you.”
“The guy I tried to forget. No, damn it, I did forget him. I lived every single day for two years without him. I lived. I suffered, and I breathed. Then I fought my way back and won”
“Oh look, trouble just walked in and is sucking the fun right out from between my legs.”
“And I wanted him to carry me away ... and then ... then I wanted to kill him.”
“She’s mine. You get that. You don’t get to touch her—ever.”
“I'd never have fucked you if you didn't want it. Never. When we were together... Eme that was just me and you. No one else. I was scared there too and I needed you.”
“I wanted the man I fell in love with to carry me away from this place. And I wanted him to carry me away.. and then.. then I wanted to kill him.”
“I needed him to be cruel. It was easier to be disgusted by him.”
“I walked into the bathroom and stared at myself for a long time in the mirror, unable to see who was looking back at me-the girl broken and lost to a man she fell in love with or a woman who learned to survive with a broken heart. Maybe I was a little of both.”
“Bullshit. You lied to me every single day. Were the nights a lie too? Am I just like all those other girls? Maybe I'd be better off with a new owner, at least I know when he fucks me I will hate him. Not like you. You made me love you then you wrecked me with it. Then you gave me back piece by piece every night only to take it all away over again in the morning.”
“Why’d you run, Mouse?” “I have horses to ride tomorrow ... today and—” “Stop biting the inside of your cheeks and tell me the truth. Why’d you run?” Fuck. I so wasn’t ready for this conversation. He didn’t deserve to know that his voice lit me up like a firecracker, that staring up at him on stage undid me, and I couldn’t control the want inside me. Then Logan did something I hadn’t been prepared for. He snagged my hand, jerked me up against him, and caressed my hair. “I like the bed look. And the pink boxers ...” He trapped my hand behind my back. “Liking those too.”
“Horses broke out last night, party must have scared them.”
“Hay cosas que no se pueden reparar. Lo rompes bastante mal, que no se pueden arreglar.”
“You know how I operate, and second chances don’t exist in this world. She belongs to me now.” Raul tapped his gun against my head. “Or would you rather I shoot her?”
“No. You’re not staying here cleaning up. I’ll do it tomorrow.”
“As long as we as a society continue to belittle and dismiss women's accounts, disbelieve and question their stories, and blame them for their own assaults, we are playing right into the hands of those who silence victims by asking: "who would believe you anyways?".”
“Miss Finch said she meant to listen to new books as well as her old favorites, even the ones that pierced her heart, before she departed this world.”
“Sweet dreams form a shade,
O'er my lovely infants head.
Sweet dreams of pleasant streams,
By happy silent moony beams
Sweet sleep with soft down.
Weave thy brows an infant crown.
Sweet sleep Angel mild,
Hover o'er my happy child.
Sweet smiles in the night,
Hover over my delight.
Sweet smiles Mothers smiles,
All the livelong night beguiles.
Sweet moans, dovelike sighs,
Chase not slumber from thy eyes,
Sweet moans, sweeter smiles,
All the dovelike moans beguiles.
Sleep sleep happy child,
All creation slept and smil'd.
Sleep sleep, happy sleep.
While o'er thee thy mother weep
Sweet babe in thy face,
Holy image I can trace.
Sweet babe once like thee.
Thy maker lay and wept for me
Wept for me for thee for all,
When he was an infant small.
Thou his image ever see.
Heavenly face that smiles on thee,
Smiles on thee on me on all,
Who became an infant small,
Infant smiles are His own smiles,
Heaven & earth to peace beguiles.
- "A Cradle Song”
“Right now I would love to have a personal message from God. I want to believe the way I used to, when my dad or mom or sometimes both of them would pray with me at night and I would picture God listening, kind-eyed and bearded. He was real to me, as real as my own parents. I don't know when God stopped being someone I saw as my true friend, and turned into something I'm mostly confused about.”
“Do you remember those days? Back porch, sunshine, mason jars" - she paused at remembered sweetness - "we were so foolish then...thinking there was a big ol' world out there to conquer.”
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