Ya Fiction Quotes

...don’t discount intuition. It holds more wisdom than technology can ever afford

Truth has a resonance to it that fills the cracks where falsehoods lie.

He was a lawyer and he knew that it would be best to trust his journalist friend, but not to tell his own lawyer

Life was a destiny waiting to be seized.

When he spoke of love, it was in the manner of someone who can recite a phrase in a foreign language but has no idea what it means. He only knows that it sounds pretty.

Time had taught him that whether his sins were pardoned or left unforgiven, they would remain committed. Tomorrow he would hopefully choose wiser, with a stronger measure of compassion.

He now realized that right and wrong were intertwined notions. His arms could not differentiate between just and unjust causes. They only knew that they were empty.

As he drove away from his handiwork, knowing he'd left no survivors, the killer looked at the rising smoke and gave himself a pat on the back for another assignment well done...

If you're a ghost, " he said, "we mean you no disrespect. And if you're not a ghost, tell me who you are-or you soon will be one

You don't turn your back on your destiny.

Writing is just building a new world – one character, one place, one maniac at a time.

What?

It was only much later that he was made flesh and blood [in the Gospels] on paper. Thus Christ was created as a literary creation.

. . .but he'd seen elite warriors go down in flames enough times to struggle with the sovereignty of God yet yield to it

I could hardly get to sleep for dreaming of revenge.

If his relative success hadn't made him happy, it had, on average, made him less unhappy.

He had a bad habit of initially zeroing in on one or two things he liked about every new girl he found himself interested in, as if to justify his attraction.

whatever beauty she thought she might have possessed she realized had only been through her husband's assessment of her

Does bad luck come in 3's...or is it multiples of 3?

I believe a family just isn’t complete without skeletons. My dearest momma clean bit off my daddy’s nose right around the time they divorced.

Limp finally spoke. “Do you think you could kill a person and not get all crazy about it?

Kids never jumped head first from the top ledge. Never. It seemed forever beforeStoney came back to the surface. Most of the white bubbles had already disappeared.

Six nervous wives at the sink, each quiet as a queen on a chessboard.

Grandpa said that we could solve a lot of the world’s problems if we considered cats and dogs edible. Like the neighbor’s dog who goes to the bathroom in his flower garden. And know what else?

It’d been a long time since they’d been together, but as close as they were physically, they’d never been so far apart in every other way.

Again Gabe looked back at Michael, hoping he was about to step in, but all he did was give him a nod. A nod? Really? I don't need a nod. I need someone to stop this! Gabe thought.

Look how we have made our broken hearts soar.

If a woman were elected president, would our nation expect her husband to be the official White House host?

In fiction: we find the predictable boring. In real life: we find the unpredictable terrifying.

Everybody is equally weak on the inside, just that some present their ruins as new castles and become kings –

I thought if only we could go onand meet again, shy as strangers.

Strength and victory... What he would never praise himself for, but whose loss was his most obsessive fear.

Shocked my old friend from China, Deja Vu, when I turned up at his door without notice.

How long has it been since I entered this blackness? Has it been days, months, or years? I’m stuck here with my mind, my thoughts, my memories, and my nightmares.

That was a stupid idea I made up while drunk. Why did someone build that?

Or you just might say that destiny finally caught up with me.

You are the belle of the ball tonight.” He said as he moved in closer. “How can you be so sinfully beautiful Mrs. Norman?

Since truth is often stranger than fiction, fiction needs to be pretty weird.

I was somewhere between angry and turned-on.

I don’t want to look. I’ve got to look.” Vance... "Vital Perception

I touched his face. "Look, " I said. "I love you more than everything else in the world combined. Isn't that enough?" "Yes, it is enough, " he answered, smiling. "Enough for forever.

You’ll be civilized or we’ll leave your arse here.” Johan... "Vital Perception

Look, I went to a lot of trouble to come here and try to help you. I’m in more trouble than I can guess, but if you don’t want my help… maybe I should have just stayed home.

The morning was brisk and the coffee was hot and roasted with little gurgles in the room. Rosie hadn’t moved, but she let out a tiny snore every now and again that made everything perfect.

Like I’ve told you before, Beverly, I don’t care where we live as long as we’re together.” Vance... "The Elder Effect

In life your rewards come from the gifts you give to others.

I did the only thing I could. I said the dumbest thing any man has ever said to a woman, “Yeah, it’s just me and my trash can here, ” as I patted its lid and started pushing it up the driveway.

Life is a bowl of cherries just make sure you spit out the pits

I recalled something I’d read a long time ago about Satan. When he appeared, it wouldn’t be as a demon but as an ordinary-looking guy with a convincing message of peace.

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