Quotes
Quotes sent out to the authors and what stories they came up with. Stories by fandom can be found on the stories page.
AbbyCadabra - On Fire (In the Rain) (Troy)
Then Lyra took one of those little red fruits. With a fast-beating heart, she turned to him and said, "Will..."
And she lifted the fruit gently to his mouth.
She could see from his eyes that he knew at once what she meant, and that he was too joyful to speak. Her fingers were still at his lips, and he felt them tremble, and he put his own hand up to hold hers there, and neither of them could look; they were confused; they were brimming with happiness. (Philip Pullman - The Amber Spyglass)
alfirin_kirinki - Satellites (Harry Potter) - WIP
It was not so much that he lied as that there was no truth to tell. He had had his life and it was over adn then he went on living it again with different people and more money, with the best of the same places, and some new ones. (Ernest Hemingway - The Snows of Kilimanjaro)
Ashe - Yellow (X-Men)
And we fall asleep cuddled up, and normally when we do that I move away after about twenty minutes because I can't stand sleeping that close to someone, I need space to sleep properly, but the next time I open my eyes his arms are still wrapped around me and it's ten to eight in the morning and I kiss him awake, thinking that last night must have been a bad dream. (Jane Green - Mr Maybe)
Ashley
She might have sex with other men but there was only ever one man she wanted to wake up beside. She had thus never slept with a man who, after a prolonged session of lovemaking which was both tender, experimental and, in the end, ravenously animal, curled himself around her like a fat dormouse on an ear of corn and fell deeply asleep, breathing beer fumes warmly into her ear. (Philippa Gregory - Perfectly Correct)
Becky O
The night has cooled, as April nights will, but by the time the dance is done, the I & I is awash in sweat. Men applaud, pause to wipe their brows, applaud some more. They whistle and stamp their feet. It's been awhile since Shaftoe has experienced such a quickening of the loins. (Tom Robbins - Skinny Legs and All)
Bex
Our hands touched. For a second, I caught a glimpse of his face in moonlight, the rounded curve of a bare shoulder against grass, a lingering ghost-like scent of lilac... I felt my eyes widen in stupid surprise. Roux must have felt something too, because he stepped back, abashed. (Joanne Harris - Chocolat)
Brianna Aisling - Love Like (Ranma 1/2)
I'm talking about that love which used to feel something like optimism, benignity... Where did that go? I just seemed to have run out of steam somewhere along the line. I ended up disappointed with my work, and my marriage, and myself, and I turned into someone who didn't know what to hope for. (Nick Hornby - How to Be Good)
Canciona - Many Paths (Lotrips)
The boy, who had been to a dance the night before, remained asleep. He lay with his limbs uncovered. He lay unashamed, embraced and penetrated by the sun. The lips were parted, the down on the upper was touched with gold, the hair broken into countless glories, the body was a delicate amber. To anyone he would have seemed beautiful, and to Maurice who reached him by two paths he became the World's desire. (E.M. Forster - Maurice)
Chash
He looked up, because of the silence, and saw her wide-eyed and lost. And as if a wind tossed him he got up and hobbled over to her, one shoe off and one shoe on, and took her in his arms, pressing her against his body, which somehow felt hurt right through. And there he held her, and there she remained. (D.H. Lawrence - Lady Chatterley's Lover)
Christina - Strawberries (RPS)
Still, there was a tale he had read once, long ago, as a small boy: the story of a traveller who had slipped down a cliff, with man-eating tigers above him and a lethal fall below him, who managed to stop his fall halfway down the side of the cliff, holding on for dear life. There was a clump of strawberries beside him, and certain death above him and below. What should he do? went the question.
And the reply was, Eat the strawberries.
The story had never made any sense to him as a boy. It did now. So he closed his eyes, threw himself into the kiss and experienced nothing but Sam's lips and the softness of her skin against his, sweet as a wild strawberry. (Neil Gaiman - American Gods)
crossmymind
For a week or two, Jo behaved so queerly that her sisters were quite bewildered. She rushed to the door when the postman rang, was rude to Mr. Brooke whenever they met, would sit looking at Meg with a woe-begone face, occasionally jumping up to shake and then to kiss her in a very mysterious manner; Laurie and she were always making signs to one another, and talking about "Spread Eagles" till the girls declared that they had both lost their wits. (Louisa M. Alcott - Little Women)
Daegaer - Andromache in Achaea (Troy)
I felt asphyxiated, a prisoner in a rigid system - we all were, particularly the women around me. I couldn't take a step outside the norms; I had to be like all the others, sink into anonymity or encounter ridicule. (Isabel Allende - My Invented Country)
Dana - Better Left (Things Unsaid) (LotR)
She was wholly aware of Roland, sitting behind her on the floor, wearing a white towelling dressing-gown, leaning up against the white sofa on which he had slept during his first visit, and which he slept now. She felt the fuzz of his soft black hair, starting up above his brow, with imaginary fingers. She felt his frown between her eyes. He felt his occupation was gone; she felt his feeling. He felt he was lurking.
If he went out of the room it would be grey and empty.
If he did not go out of it, how could she concentrate? (A.S. Byatt - Possession)
doyle_sb4
She disengaged herself and stood in front of him with her hands resting lightly on his shoulders. She smiled down at him and stroked his hair and he took her hand and kissed it. Then she left him and walked to the island tree and crossed the stream. (Nicholas Evans - The Horse Whisperer)
Elocin Oco - Lay Me to Sleep in the Sheltering Flame (Star Wars)
She understood then that something was stirring within her, as it had so many years ago. Watching him, watching his body move, made her feel it. And as her eyes lingered for a second, she felt the heat in her neck and breasts, and she flushed, turning away before he noticed. (Nicholas Sparks - The Notebook)
Erin - So Much Lost (Lotrips)
It is the curl of Helen's hair I am afraid for, that she cut from her own head and said I must keep, while she still loved me. I am only afraid of losing that - for God knows! I've lost so much of her already. (Sarah Waters - Affinity)
foreverhaunted
He stripped off his shirt and trousers and laid his hat in the bottom of the canoe. The water was oily and smooth. He took his rock in one hand and his basket in the other, and he slipped feet-first over the side and the rock carried him to the bottom. The bubbles rose behind him until the water cleared and he could see. Above, the surface of the water was an undulating mirror of brightness, and he could see the bottoms of the canoes sticking through it. (John Steinbeck - The Pearl)
Grace
Cold, that morning, yet dazzling with the sharp winter sunlight that wounds the retina. There was a scurrying wind about that seemed to go with us, as if the masked, immense one who did not speak carried it inside his cloak and let it out at his pleasure, for it stirred the horses manes but did not lift the lowland mists. (Angela Carter - The Tiger's Bride)
helens78
I thought: But surely this is a madhouse ruled by a mad doctor. It was only curiosity which kept me there - certainly it was not for any prize that I stayed. (Graham Greene - Dr Fischer of Geneva or The Bomb Party)
Hex
That night, Haroun found it difficult to get to sleep. He lay on the turtle's back in his favourite long nightshirt (bright red with purple patches) and tossed and turned, and just as he was about to drop off at long last he was woken up completely by noises from Rashid's room next door: a creaking and a rumbling and a groaning and a mumbling and then a low cry. (Salman Rushdie - Haroun and the Sea of Stories)
Jai Marie
The wind was rising. The storm was raging. The sea stormed across the sky. We watched, forlorn, from the beach. (Witi Ihimaera - The Whale Rider)
jedi_penguin
"You remember the night you gave me the lecture? You said then that love was all alike. You were right about that. So is lust. Each kind of passion - man-and-woman passin, man-and-man passion passion - has all degrees of love, from love that is pure and hight and fine, down the scale to lust that is ugly and despicable and beastly." (Forman Brown - Better Angel)
Jen - Friendly Neighbourhood Baker (Lotrips)
I'm scared, worried and beginning to wonder if maybe I am going a little bizonkers. I'm in my truck, on my way to the grocery store. The light is red and I'm just sitting there thinking what have I gotten myself into? I mean what in the hell am I really doing? (Terry McMillan - How Stella Got Her Groove Back)
KatarzynaYue
His coldness was caution, she decided, not lack of emotion. His sternness must be assumed to offset his youth, for he couldn't be that much her senior in Turns. There was a blackness about him that was not malevolent; it was a brooding sort of patience. (Anne McCaffrey - Dragonflight)
mistykasumi - Morning Mist (Alexander)
Poledra was very quiet in our bed that night. She clung to me fiercely, however, and along toward morning she said, "Be very careful. The young and I will be waiting when you come back." Then she said something she rarely ever said, probably because she felt it was unnecessary to say it. "I love you," she told me. Then she kissed me, rolled over, and immediately went to sleep. (David & Leigh Eddings - Belgarath the Sorcerer)
Miriel Elfling - Sticking Together (Lotrips)
She didn't say any more after that; she just sat there, absolutely still, watching me, a resigned, waiting expression on her face, as though she were in a long queue. This, I knew from experience, was a danger signal. She was like one of those bomb things with the pin pulled out, and it was only a matter of time before - bang! and she would explode. In the silence that followed, I could almost hear her ticking. (Roald Dahl - My Lady Love, My Dove)
mjjgoddess - Wildflowers (Lotrips)
"What happened here?" she said, reaching out to him.
He leaned away and shrugged. She would have said more, if he hadn't started smiling like crazy. He looked over her left shoulder and started laughing his silent laughter. (Christy Yorke - Magic Spells)
Moonfairyhime - The Storm Will Only Know (LotR)
I liked to change into a long cotton nightgown and go out onto the back porch, where, as the rain began falling in heavy drops against the roof, breezes came in the screens from all sides and swept my gown against me. It was warm and wonderful and the lightning would come and, a few moments later, the thunder. (Alice Sebold - The Lovely Bones)
Narcissa - Perfect, Just Like Old Friends (RPS)
There was more than I wanted to say but I couldn't find the words. It's not perfect, I wanted to say. It will never be perfect. I'm not so dumb that I don't know that. But given the way that things have turned out, it's probably the best that we can do. It's not perfect. Because the only perfect thing in my life has always been you. (Tony Parsons - Man and Boy)
Neuilly
Edward didn't write any songs. For a long time he didn't do anything. He looked at her, of course. He didn't mind looking at her when she passed; looking brought its own special excitement with it. It was as if she brought her own light with her, because wherever she went, she glowed. Who could explain that?
Edward liked to catch that glow once and a while. (Daniel Wallace - Big Fish)
Ny
And I said, "Listen, look after yourself, but please, go and get a life." And I don't mean "Go and get a life" with an exclamation mark, I genuinely mean that with love. Go and get a life, because this is no life. (Mark McCrum - Robbie Williams: Somebody Someday)
pinn2480 - Tickets (Lotrips/The O.C.)
The point of raffles is that you never win. You don't even expect to, do you? It's like The Pools; it happens to somebody else. In fact, by the end of the evening I'd forgotten I had even bought a ticket. (Deborah Moggach - Lucky Dip)
Pip - The Blonde At The Bar With The Red Rose (Lotrips)
The correspondence with Daniel Schuster had reached a plateau of easy flirtation, of silly dreams, and she knew it would have to be stopped, promising herself that in the next letter she would tell the truth. But to have a dialogue with just one man was light, and fun, and brought her so much pleasure that she had not the courage to end it. When June comes... when the summer vacation starts... in September. No! When he says for sure he's coming over, then I'll tell him. (William Horwood - Skallagrigg)
psychofilly - Electric Echoes (Angel)
How does one fall in love? Do you trip? Do you stumble, lose your balance and drop to the sidewalk, graze your knee, graze your heart? Do you crash to the stony ground? Is there a precipice, from which you float, over the edge, forever?
I know I'm in love when I see you, I know when I long to see you. Not a muscle has moved. Leaves hang unruffled by any breeze. The air is still. I have fallen in love without taking a step. When did this happen? I haven't even blinked. (Cathleen Schine - The Love Letter)
Ragettizepirate - Empty House (Harry Potter)
I wasn't running now. I mean, what was the rush to return to the empty house? It was very late and I was numb - more with fright than with the cold (although it wasn't warm, believe me). From several yards off, I thought I saw someone sitting the top of the steps. This had to be my eyes playing tricks, because the figure was motionless. (Erich Segal - Love Story)
Riley
"Ah! 'tis easy enow for you to raise the Devil, Will," says another - Ralph Hobden of the Forge.
"Aaa-men!" roars Sebastian, and ere I could hold him, he leaps down the stairs - won'erful devilish-like - howling no bounds. (Rudyard Kipling - Puck of Pook's Hill)
Roz - Blessed Are the Forgetful (Lotrips) - WIP
My devil had long been caged, he came out roaring. I was conscious, even when I took the draught, of a more unbridled, a more furious propensity to ill. It must have been this, I suppose, that stirred in my soul that tempest of impatience with which I listened to the civilities of my unhappy victim; I declare at least, before God, no man morally sane could have been guilty of that crime upon so pitiful a provocation; and that I struck in no more reasonable spirit than that in which a sick child might break a plaything. But I had voluntarily stripped myself of all those balancing instincts by which even the worst of us continues to walk with some degree of steadiness among temptations; and in my case, to be tempted, however slightly, was to fall. (Robert Louis Stevenson - Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde)
Semaphore
I sat between them in the balcony, where we could smoke. Long before Baptiste lost Garance in the crowd, my future husband had taken my hand in his. He was still holding it when we came out of the theater, and my friend's brother tactfully left us there, in the twirling snowy Cambridge night. (Susanna Kaysen - Girl, Interrupted)
tarnished_raven - The Only Reason (Lotrips)
"You know something?" I said. "You're probably the only reason I'm in New York right now, or anywhere. If you weren't around, I'd probably be someplace way the hell off. In the woods or some goddam place. You're the nly reason I'm around, practically."
"You're sweet," she said. But you could tell she wanted me to change the damn subject. (J.D. Salinger - The Catcher in the Rye)
The Dork
So nobody could say, later, that Roz wasn't warned. And nobody did say it, and nobody said, either, that Roz was warned, because Tony wasn't one of those intolerable serves-you-right friends and she never reminded Roz of the precautions she had urged. But once the chips were down, Roz reminded herself. You walked into it with your eyes open, she would berate herself. Dimwit! What led you on? (Margaret Atwood - The Robber Bride)
the_velvet_rope
I was not quite a servant and not quite a niece, a foreigner without language or obvious skills. The lady of the house patted me when she saw me, rather like a cat, but turned away before there was any need of speech. (Anita Diamant - The Red Tent)
Thuri Brandybuck
I was conscious of time passing and looked back over my calendar of the seasons. The year begins with the rising mists of spring, followed by all of the spring things so celebrated in poetry. Summer comes along almost as an afterthought. Then the year divides. Autumn should begin with the sound of the wind, a coolness in the breeze. Then there is another burst of poetic topics taking up autumnal themes. Winter is but an afterthought to autumn. (Liza Dalby: The Tale of Murasaki)
topazangel
"The complexity of things becomes more close," said Bernard, "here at college, where the stir and pressure of life are so extreme, where the excitment of mere living becomes daily more urgent. Every hour something new is unburied in the great bran pie. (Virginia Woolf - The Waves)
warmgunzone
Here Nobu stopped and turned to me with a terribly sad look in his eyes. I felt a fondness welling up in me that I've known for very few men in my life. I was thinking how much I had missed him, and how deeply I had wronged him. But though I'm ashamed to admit it, my feelings of fondness were tinged with pity. (Arthur Golden - Memoirs of a Geisha)
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