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Will you think about the kissing?” he asks, and I laugh again and mimic his shrug. If only he knew how much I think about the kissing. “Will you reconsider hand-holding?” he asks, instead of answering, I move my arm so it’s next to his, so we are lined up, seam to seam. He reaches out his pinky finger and links it around mine and a warm, delicious chill makes its way up my arm. We stay that way for a minute, in a pinky swear, which feels like the smallest of promises. And then I grab his whole hand and link his fingers in mine. A slightly bigger promise. Or maybe a demand: Please be part of my tribe. It’s pretty simple, really. For once, things are not complicated. Right now, right here, it’s just us, together, like this. Palm to palm. The most honest of gestures. One of the ways through. Maybe the best one.
— Julie Buxbaum, What to Say Next
Summer is a gentleman: slowly warming the earth at length before undressing her in the fall.
— Curtis Tyrone Jones
That's what I'm trying to do; it's like counting stars, only so much prettier.
— Natasha Anders, The Wingman
Sad really.” Avenant mused. “Trevelyan was part of a majestic race. Doomed and enslaved by lesser beings, but majestic, none the less.” His gaze swept over the rest of the group with a sigh. “I know the feeling well.
— Cassandra Gannon, Wicked Ugly Bad
Wonderful.” Avenant rolled his eyes. “Letty’s killed the doctor. Now I’ll have to start all over with training another one to stand when I enter a room. It’ll take weeks.
— Cassandra Gannon, Wicked Ugly Bad
Esmeralda?” Scarlett turned to the witch next. “Don’t you want to do magic, again?” “Of course I do! It’s the only thing I dream of. Casting spells… Turning people into frogs… Genetically engineering my gingerbread army…
— Cassandra Gannon, Wicked Ugly Bad
So that’s when the witch somehow pulled off her own restraint and flung herself at me like a beautiful and deadly panther. I think she’d seen my stupid clipboard and realized that I’d been writing down sordid lies about her mental state. I’m very jealous of her, you see, and use my middle management position…
— Cassandra Gannon, Wicked Ugly Bad
I am the shadow of the flame.
— Victoria Aveyard, Red Queen
For the space of many, many years, you were enough for me. You were my bliss, and my hallelujah.
— Lise Arin, Matilda Empress
I stand now at a crossroads. I see before me the route to virtue, at an intersection with the route to love. Do I step to the left or the right, to the wrong or the right? M foot wavers in the air; where shall I set it down?
— Lise Arin, Matilda Empress
This date had started as bland and was speeding right along to abysmal.
— Katherine McIntyre, Captured Memories
The dreams that surfaced upon meeting up with him again winked out of existence, stars darkening for good.
— Katherine McIntyre, Captured Memories
She remembered dating. She remembered feeling excited and reveling in the unknown. Dating was like hopscotch for giants. An adult game that made the heart jump instead of the feet. A game she used to enjoy.
— Barbara Avon, THE GIFT
There is safety in numbness– there is solace  in sleep.
— Lang Leav, The Universe of Us
What I know about love, I can write on the head of a matchstick.
— Barbara Avon, STATIC
You are every missing part of me.
— Barbara Avon, The Promise
I was feeling like I was floating two inches above the sidewalk every step of the way. Feeling, almost, a magnetic pull back towards her and I wondered at all, if she felt it too.
— Barbara Avon, My Love is Deep
You were so intent on what your purpose would be. I remember it nearly word for word.""Recite it for me then, my Lainna."She smiled a warm, soft smile, and her eyes filled with light."You would waken in your bedchamber with your lady beside you...
— Leigh Ann Edwards, The Farrier's Daughter
Half the pleasure is in the anticipatin' of it.
— Leigh Ann Edwards, The Witch's Daughter
Tis both a blessing a and a curse to desire a man in a physical manner.
— Leigh Ann Edwards, The Witch's Daughter
Emerging from the next chalet in the row was a young woman, probably mid-twenties he guessed, about medium height and build, with dark brown bobbed hair. She was clutching an arm full of books and a cup of coffee.That he had taken all this in, in a single glance, was remarkable. As he had simultaneously taken the fact, she was absolutely naked…“Good morning Miss!” “Miss? I never call anyone Miss! She could be married! A radical feminist! And I have just insulted her! I should have said Mizz, or Mam’, Oh God!” The thoughts raced through Addy’s panic-stricken mind. “There has been a spot of trouble at the clubhouse.” Professional, act professional. “I am making a few enquiries, I’d like to come back and ask you a few questions when …” Professional, you’re a professional, Man up! “… When you have … got yourself sorted out.” Phew!!
— Ted Bun, The Uncovered Policeman
She’s into authentic hearts and mind shattering conversations. Good music and quirky art. Weirdness and eccentric people. Love, kindness and genuine souls. She’s into all this and so much more.
— Melody  Lee, Moon Gypsy
I may not have journeyed to other lands, but a trip through the fairy glade is a journey few others have taken, and fewer still have spoken of. I will look forward to taking you with me, Killian. You will see why I always feel the need to return."He was not remotely certain he would ever share her sentiments.
— Leigh Ann Edwards, The Farrier's Daughter
Alainn, it is no herb that has made me so entirely insatiable, 'tis just being with you.
— Leigh Ann Edwards, The Farrier's Daughter
Keep your wits about you, Killian O'Brien, for you'll be no good to anyone if your head lies apart from the rest of your body!
— Leigh Ann Edwards, The Witch's Daughter
Our place is here, our time is now!" Killian firmly declared.
— Leigh Ann Edwards, The Chieftain's Daughter
I've no plans to couple with anyone other than my new bride for the next century or so, and it feels as though it's takin' a century to get to it!
— Leigh Ann Edwards, The Chieftain's Daughter
In truth, I doubt I'd notice if a herd of giant Irish elk stomped through the entire chamber when I'm in the act of lovin' you, Lainna!
— Leigh Ann Edwards, The Chieftain's Daughter
By God, Lainna, have you truly no notion how badly I want you, then?""Oh, but did you not once tell me the anticipation is half the pleasure of it?
— Leigh Ann Edwards, The Chieftain's Daughter
I think I could spend an eternity with you, Killian, and never tire of hearing you speak to me.
— Leigh Ann Edwards, The Chieftain's Daughter
As she glanced down at the great distance to the ground below, she whispered in his ear, "You have obviously taken the heights of passion to an entirely new level, Killian O'Brien!
— Leigh Ann Edwards, A Chieftain's Wife
Right, by tomorrow morning everyone will have congregated in Le Havre and you can all pile in the car and come back out here together," said Tristan in a rapid monotone, as if needing to rationalize being along with me overnight as nothing more than a matter of logistics.DEAR READER: It was not a matter of logistics.
— Neal Stephenson, The Rise and Fall of D.O.D.O.
I loved you once and now I must spend my whole life explaining why.
— Lang Leav, The Universe of Us
You're his beacon of light. You give him a sense of direction in his life. A purpose. But is it worth it? Just being his friend? Not being able to love him the way you want to?
— Claudia Tan, Perfect Addiction
I was born to be a fighter. But being a fighter does not mean that I have to live in rage. When I fight, I live in my emotions. But maybe... my emotions don't have to trap me anymore.
— Claudia Tan, Perfect Addiction
It takes a lot of willpower to forgive someone. It takes a lot of strength to let the anger go and live without it. Forgiveness is not for the weak. It's for the strong. And I'm strong. I didn't used to be, but now I think I am.
— Claudia Tan, Perfect Addiction
I'm the furthest thing from an angel my love, if anything I'm the devil.""Maybe all the devil wanted was love.
— palepinkferriswheel, The Beast
Because I could feel you, I was drowning with you.
— noehen, Octavius
How do you ever hold on to anybody?
— Elizabeth Wein, The Pearl Thief
She gave a low and delighted chuckle. Her eyes were black as a moonless December night and reflected the electric lights like stars.
— Elizabeth Wein, The Pearl Thief
Looking up at the stars and smoking in silence.
— Elizabeth Wein, The Pearl Thief
Gabe, you’re sick, and much as you’re a shithead sometimes, I’ve trained you to be a fairly acceptable shithead to me. If you died I’d have to go to all the effort of training someone else.”“If I died maybe you should consider a change of career into the nursing profession. With your lovely bedside manner you’d be a shoo-in.
— Lily Morton, Rule Breaker
Shithead Boss Man, eh? You know, Dylan, I really lucked out in the assistant department. The other partners in the firm have ended up with someone awful, who soothes them, is at their beck and call and agrees with them all the time. I got one who is sarcastic, argumentative, scruffy, rarely where he should be, and calls me Shithead Boss Man rather than Sir.”Jude laughs at him, before reaching out and swiping one of the prawns from my carton of sweet and sour. “He’d call you Sir if you spanked him.
— Lily Morton, Rule Breaker
He’s adorably high-handed where you’re concerned, isn’t he?”My eyes slide closed. “With anyone.” “No,” he says thoughtfully. “Only you. He really can’t be bothered with anyone else, unless they’re connected to you. You’re all he sees.
— Lily Morton, Rule Breaker
The truth is that I will always need you more than you need me. It’s also the truth that I’m not a good bet for someone as vital and young as you. I’m bad tempered, a perfectionist who is too serious, and too used to being on my own. You could go out tomorrow and find someone better for you, but the truth is that no one will ever need you like I do.” He pauses and then says firmly. “No one will ever love you like I do.
— Lily Morton, Rule Breaker
Listen to me very carefully, and think hard about what happens if you go over my head to do something for me that you think is right. What is my normal reaction?”Gabe slumps slightly. “Not favourable?
— Lily Morton, Rule Breaker
If you call a gypsy a vagabond, I think you do him wrong,For he never goes a-travelling but he takes his home along.And the only reason a road is good, as every wanderer knows,Is just because of the homes, the homes, the homes to which it goes.
— Joyce Kilmer
We should never use spiritual activities as a way to grab for more intimacy than is appropriate for our relationship.
— Joshua Harris, Boy Meets Girl: Say Hello to Courtship
I want a fairytale romance in a make-believe land. Let’s run through the beautiful meadow and pretend the walls aren’t closing in. One trip and the world will consume us but don’t hesitate and don’t look back. This world of make-believe survives solely on your faith.
— Kayla Krantz, When Night Falls: A Collection of Short Stories and Poems
Have you ever been so blindsided by a kiss you had to hold on for dear life to avoid toppling over like a sapling in a fierce storm? Yeah, me either. This was a first. It was no ordinary kiss. This felt like a revelation. Like a thunderclap accompanied by the soulful voices of a Greek chorus.
— Lane Hayes, Leaning Into Love
Love, doesn't need any stamp of society to prove itself, it just happens
— Shilpi, Hangover
There is nothing more amazing than being with the one you love.
— Shilpi, Hangover
There is only one happiness in life. To love, and to be loved
— Shilpi, Hangover
I didn’t even know a piece of me was missing until I had her for the first time.
— Jiffy Kate, Fighting Fire
I'm not naive......I grew up in a white supremacist compound with a daddy who wanted to murder innocent people and blow up the government for funzies. They beat up and possibly killed anyone who didn't agree with their ideals, and married their daughters off to perverts to hide sex crimes. I am not one of those females who see the world through rose-coloured glasses, or if I do, the roses are blood-red and thorny as hell. - Tess
— Toni Anderson, Cold Malice
But it turned out you couldn't run from your past. It always found a way to track you down.
— Toni Anderson, Cold Malice
If I choose to take the time and make you breakfast in bed, a simple thank you is all we need -- not all of this 'Why are you in my house?' nonsense.
— Glenn Hefley
Falling in love with you was not happenstance
— Nicole Deese, A New Shade of Summer
I took care of the next guy in line while I checked out the girl who was boxing up a pecan pie and decorating it with some sort of fancy ribbon. Watching her wouldn’t be a hardship. She made the retro waitress uniform look good. If she looked as good from the front as she did from the back, maybe I would ask her out.She turned around and handed the box to the customer at the counter and my world turned sideways. It was Delia. My little sister’s annoying best friend. The girl who was practically a member of my family. When had she become hot? I blinked, hoping maybe I’d seen wrong. Nope. Same blonde hair with hot pink stripes, which I’d always thought was stupid. Now, wearing the Pie Princess tiara and some sort of glittery lip gloss she looked wild and kind of sexy. And that was just wrong.
— Chris  Cannon, Boomerang Boyfriend
He pointed at my tiara. “Why are you wearing a crown?”I adjusted my freshly bedazzled head gear. “It’s a tiara and it’s part of the uniform when you’re the Pie Princess.”“And it doesn’t bother you to wear it?” He pushed his glasses up on his nose, framing his coffee-colored eyes.“Are you kidding? It feels like the accessory that’s been missing from my wardrobe all my life.” I struck a pose. “Admit it. You think I look awesome.” He chuckled and shoved his hands in the front pockets of his jeans. “You always look good, but that tiara is ridiculous.
— Chris  Cannon, Boomerang Boyfriend
Where’s the pizza?” Something warm and furry came and leaned against my right leg. I reached down to pet Rocky, a black lab who was going gray around his eyes and muzzle. “Rocky wants to know where the pizza is, too.”“He’s the reason the food is in the kitchen. Last time we kept it out here on the picnic table, he helped himself to half of a large bacon pepperoni pizza and then he threw up in my mom’s closet. She was cleaning dog barf out of her shoes for days.”I squatted down and rubbed Rocky’s ears. “I bet you were framed, huh, buddy?” He leaned into the ear rub and sighed. “I bet it was the cat, wasn’t it?” He sighed again like he was agreeing with me.“Nice try, but there isn’t that much barf in a cat,” Trevor said.
— Chris  Cannon, Boomerang Boyfriend
A little later, Sherri went to get the laundry. She had to go down to the wash house and sought it. She needed to get clean bed clothes for the beds. When she came ‘round the corner, she ran into Master Lee. “Master Lee, I thought you was gone.” “I’m back Sherri.”He looked down at her. Still holding her arms. Sensing not exactly her discomfort, but an uncomfortable nature, he let her go, carefully.
— Cindy Burrows
The only thing I know about me is that it is you.
— Gwen Calvo, Cocaine Masks: Cocaine Masks
Don't fear me, Jenna."Amusement lit her features. "It's kind of hard to be afraid of a vampire who apologizes for using harsh language in front of a lady.""I'm not a vampire.""And I'm not a lady.
— Dianne Duvall, In Still Darkness
I had no time for romance. I turned away from the window, from the wintry sun, crossed through the room, went to the stove and made and poured myself a cup of hot chocolate and then clicked on the radio
— Bob Dylan, Chronicles, Vol. 1
A calm person knows their business, their words are few, but they tell and looks like it is well planned.
— Rashid Jorvee
I also have a list of favorite noises. It has one item on it: Kit's laugh.
— Julie Buxbaum, What to Say Next
I can't believe I have you here with me," she whispered and turned her face into his throat, nuzzling him. Inhaling. Tasting his skin with her tongue. "My life was pain and terror. You took away his voice. You gave me hope that my daughter would survive and others wouldn't shun her. I was terrified and alone, and you changed all that. You brought beauty and hope back into my life. Thank you for that, Dragomire. I swear I will spend every minute making you happy."Emeline to Dragomire, Dark Legacy, Dark #27
— Christine Feehan, Dark Legacy
وكيف تنساني يا كل ناسي
— Azza Bondok, ديستوبيا
Grief was an ocean. We were sitting in the middle of it on makeshift life rafts, never knowing if we’d make it to shore.
— Lilliana Anderson, One More Thing
When I came in and you were sleeping, I thought: There’s my soldier, exhausted from her wars.” He lifted her hand, kissed her fingers. “Now, I look, and I think: There’s my woman, soft and lovely.” Her lips curved as he undressed her. “Where do you get this stuff?” “It just comes to me. I’ve only to look at you, and the world comes to me. You’re my life.
— J.D. Robb, Imitation in Death
I never was the type of noblewoman to stay by the hearth while the men rode into battle anyway. As my father always used to say with the shake of his head, the blood of the Old Tribes runs strong in me.
— Mark Noce, Dark Winds Rising
For the record, I would have made a very lousy romance heroine.
— Mari Mancusi, Once Upon A Vampire
Rose looked down to the sheet of paper, saw a number and where to sign. Butch was holding out a pen for her to take. When she reached for the pen her fingers grazed lightly against his. She felt it. She saw it. The tiniest arc of electricity. It was as if flint and steel met, just waiting for the right moment to spark the dry tinder into a burning inferno.
— Grace Willows, Satisfaction Guaranteed
I do not fear the darkness. It fears me.
— Grace Willows, Not On My Watch
He was built like a mountain. Tall, dark haired ,silver eyed , muscular and rugged. Nathaniel Hawkins was a man that most men wouldn’t want to tangle with and most women fantasized about.
— Grace Willows, The Ultimate Prize
Her words echoed in his mind. I love you, she’d said. She loved him. Hope dawned in his face. Someone loved him, not for what he once was, but loved him as he was now. He bent to kiss her but she raised her head to look with desperation into his eyes. She had to make him understand why she couldn’t stay. “I love you.” She repeated. “I won’t let him hurt you or any of my new friends.” Enrico had never known fear. He knew it now. She would leave him. He knew she would, her sense of loyalty was matched only by his own. If she thought she could protect him by leaving, she would run rather than put his or anyone else’s life in danger. She loved him. The words made his heart sing and at the same time brought him the greatest despair he had known since Katrina had betrayed him.
— Grace Willows, Into My Heart
She dreamed of autumn. Of chilly autumn winds and soft fall rains. She could even feel the cool moisture as the rain drops touched her face and ran down her cheeks.
— Grace Willows, No Reservations
Do not think of this as the end. Think of this as the beginning of eternity together . I have always loved you, I will always love you. Heaven will not stand between us and Hell hath no fury that can burn bright enough to keep me from you.
— Grace Willows, The Write To Love
Know this, sivamet-this child will be mine. I will take Vadim's blood from you and exchange it for mine. Eventually, over time, she will be ours. My child and yours. My blood will change her cells. her organs, reshaping and repairing any damage. 'The healer-"- Dragomir to Emeline
— Christine Feehan, Dark Legacy
He saw trust. Complete trust. It was a gift, a precious one, and it humbled him. I've got you, Emeline. I will always be with you.Dragomire to Emeline, Dark Legacy, Dark #27
— Christine Feehan, Dark Legacy
What’s it like to live forever?Nicholas almost dropped the glass he had been holding. “What?”“What’s it like to know you will never die?”He should have known, he thought. She was a smart woman. “Lonely.” He said answering truthfully.He sighed. “It’s not romantic, or fun, or even exciting., It’s just lonely. I have watched everyone that I have ever loved, die. My family, my friends, my lovers and neighbors. It is not a fate I would ever wish on my worst enemy.
— Grace Willows, The Midnight Hour
Imitations are not flattering. Nobody likes feeling like an option,
— Mark Sherman Smeester
Whatever befalls us, we will endure it together. I clutch my longbow and dagger close to my side. My last thoughts linger on my husband and my boy. I will not let harm come to either of them.
— Mark Noce, Dark Winds Rising
Seth shrugged. "He's already had his funeral pyre" He glanced towards "I reckon the Devil himself was there to welcome Daniel home. " He shuddered, "Course he may prove to be too mean for the devil himself.
— Grace Willows, Heart of Stone
No. He’s like me at the moment. We’re both nomadic. He’s still in the military. Currently training SEALs in Coronado, California.” “I’m sorry, training seals? To do what?” Boomer grinned. He didn’t understand why, but she so delighted him. “Navy SEALs, honey. He trains them to be smarter, faster, and stronger than the bad guy.” “Do they leap tall buildings in a single bound,” she asked without missing a beat. Boomer would not have been able to hold back the laugh if his life depended on it.
— Grace Willows, When Passions Explode
Even as she began to slip into the gloaming of her life, the primal need to live…to survive...clawed at her soul.
— R. W. Patterson, Solace From Shadows: Where Mortality and Eternity Collide
If a soul could drown in its own tears, then hers was already dead.
— R. W. Patterson
We all change, when you think about it. We are all different people, all through our lives.And that's ok, that's good, you gotta keep moving so long as you remember all the people that you used to be.-- Doctor Who! ( 11- Doctor)
— Doctor who
El sabor metálico de su propia sangre le invadió la boca sin previo aviso. Sus colmillos habían crecido y le lastimaban el labio inferior. No sentía dolor, sino sed. Una sed que ella no comprendía, que no llegaría a entender nunca. Le quemaba la garganta. Le secaba la boca. A pesar de no ser un vampiro, Grimm tenía sed de ella desde que había probado su sangre. Unas gotas habían sido suficientes para condenarlo de por vida. Para atarlo a un deseo de exquisita y prohibida destrucción.
— Karen Delorbe, Legado de sangre
Linda Heavner Gerald received a silver medal for Fiction from FAPA (Florida Authors and Publishers Association)
— Linda Heavner Gerald, Confessions of an Assassin
His every movement was laced with a lethal combination of grace and strength, a lord among mere mortals. He was confident, arrogant, composed and unfazed by her best efforts to beguile him.
— Paula Quinn ~ Ember
If I had known how good cooked meat tastes, I would have breathed my fire on all those pigs before I ate them.
— Paula Quinn, Scorched
It waited for her. Standing resolute in the moonlight, it had stood for a hundred years. Yet it waited just for her. Shadows passed across the moon, a cool breeze ruffled the leaves around it. Yet still it waited for her. Ancient tombs glowed in shimmery moonlight,row upon row of cold silent witnesses.
— Grace Willows, Don't Look Back: And Other Stories of the Paranormal
Darkness lingered in those blue eyes, like ghosts haunted him despite only the two of them standing in this cabin.
— Katherine McIntyre, Forged Alliances
A lazy smile reached his lips. “The mere sight of me shirtless takes your mind there? Good to know. I’d rather a solid fuck than getting my kumbayas out.
— Katherine McIntyre, Forged Alliances
Having somebody help you doesn't mean that you have failed. It just means that you're not in it alone
— Messer (Life as we know it)
Not every story is about a girl who dreams of romance, waiting impatiently and dramatically for a tall, handsome, strong man to fall hopelessly in love with, in the foolish hope that he will protect her from all harm and give her the happily ever after she has always wanted.
— Anuja Chandramouli, Yama’s Lieutenant and the Stone Witch
Curiouser and curiouser, as Alice in Wonderland would say…
— Mari Mancusi, Stake That
I would want forever with you.
— Penny Reid, Grin and Beard It
If your neighbor's lawn looks better than yours, don't let jealousy consume you ..... start working on yours. With love and dedication, your side will look better than their.
— Maria      Hernandez, Trapped
What happens when you pray for an angel and get a vampire instead? R E Mullins
— R E Mullins
He was both her hero and enemy. She was his best student and biggest regret.
— R E Mullins
Zendagi Migzara
— Khaled Hosseini, The Kite Runner
In starlit nights I saw you,So cruelly you kissed me.Your lips a magic world,Your sky all hung with jewels.The killing moonWill come too soon.
— Echo and the Bunnymen, Echo And The Bunnymen
Jamie gawked at the JLM T-shirt peeking out of Theo's leather jacket and his face glowed. "Yes I-L-Y?
— Anyta Sunday, Leo Loves Aries
Once a generation there is a girl born who is destined to slay the vampires.
— Mari Mancusi, Stake That
So not only do I have to go out and fight evil villains, I have to take up woodworking, too?
— Mari Mancusi, Stake That
I never said becoming the slayer would be a field trip to a Justin Bieber concert.
— Mari Mancusi, Stake That
Once bitten, totally smitten.
— Mari Mancusi, Stake That
She had never been in love before. She'd tried to save herself the pain, but all her pretending and hiding the truth from herself had not saved her at all. And even though this love was painful, it was worth it to remember how the sight of him and the sound of his voice had made her heart beat faster, that feeling of wanting what was best for someone else, even if it broke her own heart.
— Melanie Dickerson, The Beautiful Pretender
Yet I can’t bring myself to derail from her nor can I reject what I feel in the most primitive parts of me: hope. Because that’s what I feel with her, hope that the world can get better. Hope that a normal life can exist someday.
— Jocelyn White, The Ezekiel Experience
Love is more than flirty feelings and fun dates. It's about what lives underneath the surface. The commitment you keep even when life gets hard and all the fuzzy feelings fade.
— Nicole Deese, A New Shade of Summer
She looked Spencer over, tip to toe, as though she were considering buying him. Then she smiled her friendliest smile and said, "You're rather short, aren't you?" "Don't worry honey," said Mankiewicz, trying desperately to extinguish Spencer's glare. "He'll cut you down to size.
— Garson Kanin, Tracy and Hepburn
She disliked me. But she worshipped my brother. He didn't see her, not really. Not like I did.
— Penny Reid, Truth or Beard
The past is just that.
— B.J. Daniels, Dead Ringer
Please don’t take offense, but I want no part of this family or what comes with it.
— B.J. Daniels, Dead Ringer
Where are you taking me?” Abby asked from the passenger seat of the pickup.
— B.J. Daniels, Dead Ringer
I cared about Ben, but I was never in love with him. I was in love with what it said about me that I had a boyfriend like Ben, and that's just different.
— Nadia Bolz-Weber, Pastrix: The Cranky, Beautiful Faith of a Sinner & Saint
...to understand infatuation, how the loved person can become a holding pattern for all the tattered ends of memory, experience and thought you've ever had.
— Chris Kraus, I Love Dick
Your cowboy persona meshed so well with the dreams Chris has of the torn and silent men she's been rejected by. The fact that you don't return messages turns your answerphone into a blank screen onto which we can project our fantasies.
— Chris Kraus, I Love Dick
Isn't it lovely to be lovely me!
— Nancy Mitford, The Pursuit of Love & Love in a Cold Climate
Sit down,” she ordered, nodding toward her bed.He cast it an uncertain look. “I can’t. I’ll stain the covers.” She stared at him. “You’re kidding, right?” He sported deep wounds that bled profusely and he was concerned about staining her bedding? “Perhaps if I cleaned up a wee bit—” “Sit your ass down,” she ordered, pointing at the queen-sized bed. Eyebrows flying up, he sat so swiftly she almost laughed.
— Dianne Duvall, Blade of Darkness
His beautiful eyes were full of dread and sorrow. “You’re different,” she whispered.He nodded. “Yes, I am.”“You should have told me how different.”A mirthless laugh escaped him. “When?
— Dianne Duvall, Blade of Darkness
It’s just a party, right? What could possibly go wrong?
— Mari Mancusi, Once Upon A Vampire
I like the night. Without the dark, we'd never see the stars.
— Stephenie Meyer, Twilight
It's really a wonder that I haven't dropped all my ideals, because they seem so absurd and impossible to carry out. Yet I keep them, because in spite of everything, I still believe that people are really good at heart.
— Anne Frank, The Diary of a Young Girl
There is some good in this world, and it's worth fighting for.
— J.R.R. Tolkien, The Two Towers
You cannot swim for new horizons until you have courage to lose sight of the shore.
— William Faulkner
Blessed is he who expects nothing, for he shall never be disappointed.
— Alexander Pope
The very least you can do in your life is figure out what you hope for. And the most you can do is live inside that hope. Not admire it from a distance but live right in it, under its roof.
— Barbara Kingsolver, Animal Dreams
It's amazing how a little tomorrow can make up for a whole lot of yesterday.
— John Guare, Landscape of the Body
Anyway, I keep picturing all these little kids playing some game in this big field of rye and all. Thousands of little kids, and nobody's around - nobody big, I mean - except me. And I'm standing on the edge of some crazy cliff. What I have to do, I have to catch everybody if they start to go over the cliff - I mean if they're running and they don't look where they're going I have to come out from somewhere and catch them. That's all I do all day. I'd just be the catcher in the rye and all. I know it's crazy, but that's the only thing I'd really like to be.
— J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye
You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep Spring from coming.
— Pablo Neruda
Strange as it may seem, I still hope for the best, even though the best, like an interesting piece of mail, so rarely arrives, and even when it does it can be lost so easily.
— Lemony Snicket, The Beatrice Letters
When you have lost hope, you have lost everything. And when you think all is lost, when all is dire and bleak, there is always hope.
— Pittacus Lore, I Am Number Four
Hope can be a powerful force. Maybe there's no actual magic in it, but when you know what you hope for most and hold it like a light within you, you can make things happen, almost like magic.
— Laini Taylor, Daughter of Smoke & Bone
It's going to be all right, sir," Harry said over and over again, more worried by Dumbledore's silence than he had been by his weakened voice. "We're nearly there ... I can Apparate us both back ... don't worry ...""I am not worried, Harry," said Dumbledore, his voice a little stronger despite the freezing water. "I am with you.
— J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince
We dream to give ourselves hope. To stop dreaming - well, that’s like saying you can never change your fate.
— Amy Tan, The Hundred Secret Senses
Hope is a waking dream.
— Aristotle
There is a crack in everything.That's how the light gets in.
— Leonard Cohen, Selected Poems, 1956-1968
It is often in the darkest skies that we see the brightest stars.
— Richard Evans
The best way to not feel hopeless is to get up and do something. Don’t wait for good things to happen to you. If you go out and make some good things happen, you will fill the world with hope, you will fill yourself with hope.
— Barack Obama
Do not spoil what you have by desiring what you have not
—  remember that what you now have was once among the things you only hoped for.
I used to think I was the strangest person in the worldbut then I thought, there are so many people in the world, there must be someone just like me who feels bizarre and flawed in the same ways I doI would imagine her, and imagine that she must be out there thinking of me too.well, I hope that if you are out there you read this and know that yes, it’s true I’m here, and I’m just as strange as you.
— Rebecca Katherine Martin
Hope is a good breakfast, but it is a bad supper.
— Francis Bacon
When it was dark, you always carried the sun in your hand for me.
— Seán O'Casey, Three More Plays: The Silver Tassie, Purple Dust, Red Roses For Me
The feelings that hurt most, the emotions that sting most, are those that are absurd - The longing for impossible things, precisely because they are impossible; nostalgia for what never was; the desire for what could have been; regret over not being someone else; dissatisfaction with the world’s existence. All these half-tones of the soul’s consciousness create in us a painful landscape, an eternal sunset of what we are.
— Fernando Pessoa
The road that is built in hope is more pleasant to the traveler than the road built in despair, even though they both lead to the same destination.
— Marion Zimmer Bradley, The Fall of Atlantis
Fairy tales do not tell children the dragons exist. Children already know that dragons exist. Fairy tales tell children the dragons can be killed.
— G.K. Chesterton
I am fundamentally an optimist. Whether that comes from nature or nurture, I cannot say. Part of being optimistic is keeping one's head pointed toward the sun, one's feet moving forward. There were many dark moments when my faith in humanity was sorely tested, but I would not and could not give myself up to despair. That way lays defeat and death.
— Nelson Mandela, Long Walk to Freedom: Autobiography of Nelson Mandela
We need never be hopeless because we can never be irreperably broken.
— John Green, Looking for Alaska
Remember, Hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies.
— Stephen King
A baby is God's opinion that the world should go on.
— Carl Sandburg
My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.
— L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables
We must accept finite disappointment, but never lose infinite hope.
— Martin Luther King Jr.
It isn't as bad as you sometimes think it is. It all works out. Don't worry. I say that to myself every morning. It all works out in the end. Put your trust in God, and move forward with faith and confidence in the future. The Lord will not forsake us. He will not forsake us. If we will put our trust in Him, if we will pray to Him, if we will live worthy of His blessings, He will hear our prayers.
— Gordon B. Hinckley
TO BE HOPEFUL in bad times is not just foolishly romantic. It is based on the fact that human history is a history not only of cruelty, but also of compassion, sacrifice, courage, kindness.What we choose to emphasize in this complex history will determine our lives. If we see only the worst, it destroys our capacity to do something. If we remember those times and places—and there are so many—where people have behaved magnificently, this gives us the energy to act, and at least the possibility of sending this spinning top of a world in a different direction.And if we do act, in however small a way, we don’t have to wait for some grand utopian future. The future is an infinite succession of presents, and to live now as we think human beings should live, in defiance of all that is bad around us, is itself a marvelous victory.
— Howard Zinn
Books are finite, sexual encounters are finite, but the desire to read and to fuck is infinite; it surpasses our own deaths, our fears, our hopes for peace.
— Roberto Bolaño
When you're at the end of your rope, tie a knot and hold on.
— Theodore Roosevelt
The heart dies a slow death, shedding each hope like leaves until one day there are none. No hopes. Nothing remains.
— Arthur Golden, Memoirs of a Geisha
Oft hope is born when all is forlorn.
— J.R.R. Tolkien, The Return of the King
Write it on your heartthat every day is the best day in the year.He is rich who owns the day, and no one owns the daywho allows it to be invaded with fret and anxiety.Finish every day and be done with it.You have done what you could.Some blunders and absurdities, no doubt crept in.Forget them as soon as you can, tomorrow is a new day;begin it well and serenely, with too high a spiritto be cumbered with your old nonsense.This new day is too dear,with its hopes and invitations,to waste a moment on the yesterdays.
— Ralph Waldo Emerson, Collected Poems and Translations
In a world filled with hate, we must still dare to hope. In a world filled with anger, we must still dare to comfort. In a world filled with despair, we must still dare to dream. And in a world filled with distrust, we must still dare to believe.
— Michael  Jackson
Walk on with hope in your heart, and you'll never walk alone
— Shah Rukh Khan
To hear the phrase "our only hope" always makes one anxious, because it means that if the only hope doesn't work, there is nothing left.
— Lemony Snicket, The Blank Book
It is not despair, for despair is only for those who see the end beyond all doubt. We do not.
— J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring
You do not need to know precisely what is happening, or exactly where it is all going. What you need is to recognize the possibilities and challenges offered by the present moment, and to embrace them with courage, faith and hope.
— Thomas Merton
Yesterday is but a dream,Tomorrow is only a vision. But today well lived makes every yesterday a dream of happiness, and every tomorrow a vision of hope.
— Kālidāsa, The complete works of Kalidasa
Hope.It's like a drop of honey, a field of tulips blooming in the springtime. It's a fresh rain, a whispered promise, a cloudless sky, the perfect punctuation mark at the end of a sentence. And it's the only thing in the world keeping me afloat.
— Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me
Deep grief sometimes is almost like a specific location, a coordinate on a map of time. When you are standing in that forest of sorrow, you cannot imagine that you could ever find your way to a better place. But if someone can assure you that they themselves have stood in that same place, and now have moved on, sometimes this will bring hope
— Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat, Pray, Love
The very existence of libraries affords the best evidence that we may yet have hope for the future of man
— T.S. Eliot
Though nothing can bring back the hourOf splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower;We will grieve not, rather findStrength in what remains behind;In the primal sympathyWhich having been must ever be...
— William Wordsworth
I laugh because I must not cry, that is all, that is all. 
— Abraham Lincoln
I don't know when we'll see each other again or what the world will be like when we do. We may both have seen many horrible things. But I will think of you every time I need to be reminded that there is beauty and goodness in the world.
— Arthur Golden, Memoirs of a Geisha
There is nothing like a dream to create the future.
— Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
You might think I lost all hope at that point. I did. And as a result I perked up and felt much better.
— Yann Martel, Life of Pi
We need hope, or else we cannot endure.
— Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses
I turned in my seat. Will’s face was in shadow and I couldn’t quite make it out.‘Just hold on. Just for a minute.’‘Are you all right?’ I found my gaze dropping towards his chair, afraid some part of him was pinched, or trapped, that I had got something wrong.‘I’m fine. I just . . . ’I could see his pale collar, his dark suit jacket a contrast against it.‘I don’t want to go in just yet. I just want to sit and not have to think about . . . ’ He swallowed.Even in the half-dark it seemed effortful.‘I just . . . want to be a man who has been to a concert with a girl in a red dress. Just for a few minutes more.’I released the door handle.‘Sure.’I closed my eyes and lay my head against the headrest, and we sat there together for a while longer, two people lost in remembered music, half hidden in the shadow of a castle on a moonlit hill.
— Jojo Moyes, Me Before You
I want to believe that I'm not wrong. I want to believe that life isn't full of darkness. Even if storms come to pass, the sun will shine again. No matter how painful and hard the rain may beat down on me.
— Natsuki Takaya
At the bottom of her heart, however, she was waiting for something to happen. Like shipwrecked sailors, she turned despairing eyes upon the solitude of her life, seeking afar off some white sail in the mists of the horizon. She did not know what this chance would be, what wind would bring it her, towards what shore it would drive her, if it would be a shallop or a three-decker, laden with anguish or full of bliss to the portholes. But each morning, as she awoke, she hoped it would come that day; she listened to every sound, sprang up with a start, wondered that it did not come; then at sunset, always more saddened, she longed for the morrow.
— Gustave Flaubert, Madame Bovary
One resolution I have made, and try always to keep, is this: ‘To rise above little things’.
— John Burroughs
It's the possibility that keeps me going, not the guarantee.
— Nicholas Sparks, The Notebook
Yes We Can!
— Barack Obama
One child, one teacher, one book, one pen can change the world.
— Malala Yousafzai, I Am Malala: The Story of the Girl Who Stood Up for Education and Was Shot by the Taliban
Be faithful in small things because it is in them that your strength lies.
— Mother Teresa
Half of the American people have never read a newspaper. Half never voted for President. One hopes it is the same half.
— Gore Vidal, Screening History
At what point do you give up - decide enough is enough? There is only one answer really. Never.
— Tabitha Suzuma, Forbidden
If at first the idea is not absurd, then there is no hope for it.
— Albert Einstein
Everyone must dream. We dream to give ourselves hope. To stop dreaming - well, that's like saying you can never change your fate. Isn't that true?
— Amy Tan, The Hundred Secret Senses
...But the Mahommedan religion increases, instead of lessening, the fury of intolerance. It was originally propagated by the sword, and ever since, its votaries have been subject, above the people of all other creeds, to this form of madness. In a moment the fruits of patient toil, the prospects of material prosperity, the fear of death itself, are flung aside. The more emotional Pathans are powerless to resist. All rational considerations are forgotten. Seizing their weapons, they become Ghazis—as dangerous and as sensible as mad dogs: fit only to be treated as such. While the more generous spirits among the tribesmen become convulsed in an ecstasy of religious bloodthirstiness, poorer and more material souls derive additional impulses from the influence of others, the hopes of plunder and the joy of fighting. Thus whole nations are roused to arms. Thus the Turks repel their enemies, the Arabs of the Soudan break the British squares, and the rising on the Indian frontier spreads far and wide. In each case civilisation is confronted with militant Mahommedanism. The forces of progress clash with those of reaction. The religion of blood and war is face to face with that of peace.
— Winston S. Churchill, The Story of the Malakand Field Force
Hope in reality is the worst of all evils because it prolongs the torments of man.
— Friedrich Nietzsche
As long as the sun’s shining, shit can’t be that bad.
— J. Lynn, Wait for You
Hope itself is like a star- not to be seen in the sunshine of prosperity, and only to be discovered in the night of adversity. 
— Charles Haddon Spurgeon
But you can build a future out of anything. A scrap, a flicker. The desire to go forward, slowly, one foot at a time. You can build an airy city out of ruins.
— Lauren Oliver, Pandemonium
Where there is no hope, it is incumbent on us to invent it.
— Albert Camus
A girl has to have a beautiful smile, Beautiful eyes and she should have a good sense of humor. She should be honest, loving and trustworthy.
— Justin Bieber
With every mistake, we must surely be learning.
— George Harrison
Out of doubt, out of dark to the day's risingI came singing into the sun, sword unsheathing.To hope's end I rode and to heart's breaking:Now for wrath, now for ruin and a red nightfall! 
— J.R.R. Tolkien, The Return of the King
There is a secret medicine given only to those who hurt so hard they can't hope.The hopers would feel slighted if they knew.
— Jalaluddin Rumi, The Essential Rumi
Then you must teach my daughter this same lesson. How to lose your innocence but not your hope. How to laugh forever.
— Amy Tan, The Joy Luck Club
If there's only one nation in the sky, shouldn't all passports be valid for it?
— Yann Martel, Life of Pi
Our strategy should be not only to confront empire, but to lay siege to it. To deprive it of oxygen. To shame it. To mock it. With our art, our music, our literature, our stubbornness, our joy, our brilliance, our sheer relentlessness – and our ability to tell our own stories. Stories that are different from the ones we’re being brainwashed to believe. The corporate revolution will collapse if we refuse to buy what they are selling – their ideas, their version of history, their wars, their weapons, their notion of inevitability. Remember this: We be many and they be few. They need us more than we need them. Another world is not only possible, she is on her way. On a quiet day, I can hear her breathing.
— Arundhati Roy, War Talk
Hope may be the thing that pulls you forward, may be the thing that keeps you going, but that it's dangerous, that it's painful and risky, that it's making a dare in the world and when has the world ever let us win a dare?
— Patrick Ness, The Knife of Never Letting Go
The chief beauty about timeis that you cannot waste it in advance.The next year, the next day, the next hour are lying ready for you,as perfect, as unspoiled,as if you had never wasted or misapplieda single moment in all your life.You can turn over a new leaf every hourif you choose.
— Arnold Bennett
The artist's job is not to succumb to despair but to find an antidote for the emptiness of existence.
— Woody Allen
Do not follow me! Let's just be fabulously where we are and who we are. You be you and I'll be me, today and today and today, and let's trust the future to tommorrow. Let the stars keep track of us. Let us ride our own orbits and trust that they will meet. May our reunion be not a finding but a sweet collision of destinies!
— Jerry Spinelli, Love, Stargirl
The Fourteenth Book is entitled, "What can a Thoughtful Man Hope for Mankind on Earth, Given the Experience of the Past Million Years?" It doesn't take long to read The Fourteenth Book. It consists of one word and a period. This is it: "Nothing.
— Kurt Vonnegut Jr., Cat's Cradle
I don't like hope very much. In fact, I hate it. It's the crystal meth of emotions. It hooks you fast and kills you hard. It's bad news. The worst. It's sharp sticks and cherry bombs. When hope shows up, it's only a matter of time until someone gets hurt.
— Jennifer Donnelly, Revolution
Sir Topher finally looked up. “Because any hope beyond that, my boy, would be too much. I feared we would drown in it.”"Then I choose to drown,” Finnikin said. “In hope. Rather than float into nothing.
— Melina Marchetta, Finnikin of the Rock
We promise according to our hopes and perform according to our fears.
— François de La Rochefoucauld
But hoping," he said, "is how the impossible can be possible after all.
— Marissa Meyer, Heartless
If personality is an unbroken series of successful gestures, then there was something gorgeous about him, some heightened sensitivity to the promises of life, as if he were related to one of those intricate machines that register earthquakes ten thousand miles away. This responsiveness had nothing to do with that flabby impressionability which is dignified under the name of the "creative temperament"--it was an extraordinary gift for hope, a romantic readiness such as I have never found in any other person and which it is not likely I shall ever find again. No--Gatsby turned out all right at the end; it is what preyed on Gatsby, what foul dust floated in the wake of his dreams that temporarily closed out my interest in the abortive sorrows and short-winded elations of men.
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
If winter comes, can spring be far behind?
— Percy Bysshe Shelley, Ode to the West Wind