Ya Fiction Quotes
Christopher's heart bled that night and he could not sleep. Deborah who used to call him numerous times in a day and send countless messages was now not answering his calls. And she never called him.
Alexier found that a dose of humility did wonders to one’s ability to grasp new ideas and, after all, it had been this very ability that made him the researcher he was today.
This is a work of fiction, and the people in it are fictitious. The ghosts are real.
If your dear heart is wounded, my wild heart bleeds with yours.
She was like a fire-cracker standing too close to a match: all potential energy, still wrapped up so neatly. He wanted to watch her explode. Hell, he was the match. He wanted to make her explode.
Jamin knew that by morning, when he was done paying the girl in exchange for her slipping out without causing a fuss, he would be flat broke. But that did not matter. It was money well spent.
The carcass was still warm - barely a few minutes dead, with the blood clotting on the ugly wound on its head where Pinchez had bashed it in with a brick.
every man has his own story, his own agony("The Watcher O' The Dead")
Each new scientific fact gives rise to new uncertainties, and every pattern of starlight holds both a record and a prophecy.
It is one of the great blessings of youth, this guiltlessness, the source of gentle sleep and peaceful days.
Wisdom tolerates blustered opinions, the better to dismiss them later with discovery.
It is only the sudden and unpredictable appearance of comets that spoils the immutable celestial sphere.
The basis of English law is as simple as this: If you would know the future’s shape, look to the past.
I remember clearly the afternoon that she stood at the corner beside the door of the tourist centre in Gdansk.
The details of what we call our lives go sometimes to form patterns of meaning not unlike those to be found in our preferred sort of fiction.
Just when you see a kid selling a mascot, If you don't buy it because he winks, Not only that will be considered a "boycott", Xenophobically, it will also be a jinx!
Love is the connection between souls synchronized through heart beats. Quote from my upcoming book 'Always Be MINE
The long rays of sun stretched across the street and touched the twisted mabati tin roofs of the shops, creating a soft light that dulled the dust and rust, making them look almost beautiful.
Well, they've come a long way. To think that he now could access a secret document held in the Vatican archives, via electronic technology.
Pak Karman hugged his wife’s gravestone tightly. “You left without saying farewell!” The whole of the graveyard was ablaze with light.
To understand what's happening in the U.S. presidential election of 2016, you need to know what's going on in the year 2024! Soundscape: Where hearing is believing.
Any moment now, I thought, he was going to wake up. Any moment.
Backstory is like a flavour you can’t quite pick, lurking in the layers of a curry. You know it’s there and it enhances the flavour, but it’s intangible and fleeting. Use it sparingly!
Suspense doesn’t always have to be about physical danger. Making the reader worry is a universal concept that can be applied to any story.
I’m unhappy doing just mole stuff. What’s wrong with me? Why couldn’t I look forward to digging my own burrow?
She looked at me like I was stupid, the same look the girls in JC used to give me when I hadn’t heard of the latest boy band, or turned up at Zouk wearing unfashionable clothes.
Lim Oh Kee kills himself in the early hours on the 12th day of December, 1921. His last meal is rice and nothing.
She wasn't just a B-girl, she was carrying the whole ugly world in her eyes.
…My eyes were wet, tears waiting to drop from my eyes and heart started to sob. The words from Jiya pushed me on my back foot…”Source: 'The Unpredictable Heart - You may be a Victim
People are complicated. And messy. Seems too convenient that we’d all fit inside some multiple-choice question.
Fiction is an ancient virtual reality technology that specializes in simulating human problems.
When the world uncovers some dark disguise, Embrace the darkness with averted eyes.
You’re one tough egg to crack. You know that? You’re like a Kinder egg wrapped inside a mystery wrapped inside an enigma.
I write pre-apocalyptic fiction. In other words, I’m not interested in a future where everything is blown to hell, I’d rather write something that helps to prevent it from happening.
There Peter sat in the new sunlight, plaiting the straw for baskets, until he saw the thing he had been taught most to fear advancing silently along the lea of an outcrop of rock.
Are there any leading men in your life?""Several, but they're all fictional.
We all move on from history to chance, sorrow to sorrow, hope to hope, joy to joy. Read the book of fiction on the theme. its title is FROM HISTORY TO CHANCE
Normal life is presentable. In normal life, you clean up the kitchen and keep your balcony tidy and take care of your children. It's hard work--harder than one might think.
Yet high over the city our line of yellow windows must have contributed their share of human secrecy to the casual watcher in the darkening streets, and I was him too, looking up and wondering.
There were no mirrors nearby to pose in front of, but I was convinced I was looking pretty awesome.
