Best Novel Quotes Novels & Stories

“I….“ her voice trailed off when he halted her. “Rather than reading the book word for word, why don’t you tell me the famous quotes from them. From the look of things, you really love that and I am thinking that is why you read? Audrey was feeling skeptical about it, she didn’t know it if was the right thing to do at the moment. Telling her favorite quotes from the book could make him more angry but she didn’t know if she was even allowed to say no to him. “I am waiting, Audrey” his voice filtered through her ear and she jolted back to reality. “Sure, I wrote them at the back of the book. I will read it to you” She flipped to the back of the book which was filled with her writing and heaved

She asked motioning to the line I had offered as she turned to face me. "That love is beautiful, no matter who or what you love," I replied softly looking at the dirt trail before me, since the people in this town travelled by carriages, there weren't any roads to- "There are a lot of those in the book, just one line across the page with no context," "That's because I had that book made, I took my favourite quotes and placed them together," I confessed "So what's the story behind your quote?" She asked and I smiled nervously as I glanced over to her clearing my throat before saying.

Before I could even think of closing my mouth the correction poured out of me. “Perfect,” I corrected. His eyebrows flew up at me as if asking me a question. His face was a mixture of curiosity, and annoyance. “The quote. It’s “The more a thing is perfect, the more it feels pleasure and pain,” I said, looking back into his dangerous eyes, “I’ve read this book more times then I can count.” “Is that so? I like my version better,” he said. “You like your version even though your version is wrong?” I said, giving him a mocking smile, "That sounds like something a typical man would say."

The quote next to it read: The happiest people don’t have the best of everything; they just make the best of everything. I smiled. “That’s a good one.” “Yep. I’ll give it to Black Crimson; he is quite the philosopher.” Glancing at him, I grinned. “Or she is.” He sniffed and sent me a look before smirking. “I bet it’s a he.” With a disbelieving laugh, I argued, “And I bet it’s a she.” His eyebrows lifted. “What makes you so sure?” “Well, she has good taste in quotes. She’s an incredible artist. And she always chooses older, cruddy-looking buildings to paint on, making them prettier, so she’s stylish. Honestly, with her kind of talent, brains, and compassion, how could she be a male?”

“Read it. Best work of literature ever.” “I thought you were joking when you said The Art of War is your favorite book,” my woman mutters as she pages through it. “The greatest victory is that which requires no battle,” Alexei quotes the book. “Sun Tzu was a wise man.” “I like the sound of that,” Anya says, a smile curving her lips. She starts to read, and Alexei leans closer, pointing out more quotes. That’s what a father should be like. Emotion wells in my chest because Alexei is a father to us all.

I stepped toward her and set my hand on her waist before murmuring, “We make ourselves rich by making our wants few.” Her lips parted as if that was the most profound thing she’d ever heard. And it might’ve been, since it had originally come from the lips of Henry David Thoreau. Which was why I couldn’t continue to take credit for it. I pointed past her toward the wall with my free hand. “At least that’s what Thoreau says.” She glanced back to find the quote printed and framed above the desk. “Oh.” Scowling, she whirled back to poke me in the gut. “You cheated. That’s a cheater’s answer.”

Author's Note. * One man may be the difference between victory and defeat ---- a quote from the movie, Mulan. * **** Goodbye's hurt. But, we just have to say it. It hurts to say goodbye to my dearest novel after about 15months of writing... The book has somehow taken up a special place in my heart and soul... It was my favorite companion... My best friend... Sister... Just name it... Thanks dearest readers for staying with me to the end...

"What's your favorite book?” I thought for a moment. "Hmm, that's a tough one," I said with a low tone. "I'd have to say...'Pride and Prejudice. It's a classic, I know, but there's something about Elizabeth Bennet, her intelligence, her...growth throughout the story. It's inspiring, in a way. It reminds me to...never judge too quickly, to always look for the good in people." Noah smiled. " Interesting. I've read it, of course," he said. "It's a...solid choice.

I waited for Kristen to sit on the corner and plunged on the seat. “What quote?” Kristen questioned. “It is better to live for those who love us than to sacrifice for those who don’t even turn blind eye to us.” Kristen moved her pupils thinking deeply. “Who the hell said that?” I raised my right palm. “The Great Prisha Everdeen…” Suddenly someone patted my shoulder. I turned my head to see who it was before becoming stunned. “Newt?” I was astounded to see him sitting in the next row close to my seat.