Best Quotes From Novels Novels & Stories

“It happens to be my favorite novel.” My brows lifted in surprise. “Really? You read Dickens?” “Of course. I love the way he writes about human struggles–ambition, love, betrayal, redemption.” He smiled faintly. “Pip’s story taught me a lot about life.” “Same here,” A soft laugh escaped my lips. “I thought I was the only one who cared about Pip's endless chase for love.” He tilted his head. “Maybe we both just understand him very well.” The air between us grew lighter, warmer like the sharp edge of tension had melted into something gentle and familiar.

“You don’t exactly give off the warm and approachable vibe.” “That’s because I’m not warm,” he said flatly. “But I am human.” That made me pause. It was the first time he’d said it so directly. As if he needed me to hear it. To believe it. “Do you remember what you read here?” I asked softly. “Mostly old classics. Steinbeck. Hemingway. My mother was obsessed with making me ‘well-read.’” He made air quotes. “Said a man who could understand words could understand people.”

’ The famous quotes from one of my favourite novels of all time — ‘Silent Howls only I Heard’. The novel was famous because of three things — it’s tragic ending, a hunch of ardent readers that the author of the original novel changed mid way and also because the identity of the author remained unknown. Lucella defined marking as a blessing when two compatible hearts fit in with an unbreakable commitment from their souls towards one another and a curse when the two hearts thought they fit together without actually thinking much over it. When I read those lines, I wondered how and why would anyone crave to be claimed — to be marked?

However, love is the ultimate. Also, you'll find that life does not always have happy endings, sometimes it has sad endings. Please be sure to leave a tiny comment. They matter to me alot and I like reading them. Beneath this novel's compelling story and the shimmering elegance with which it was written lies a bedrock of wisdom about following one’s heart.

she sniffs. James´ brow furrows. "That´s a quote, isn´t it?" Her eyes slide up to his, "Yes Master, it is." He looks out of the window, scratching the bridge of his nose. "I know the reference, but for the life of me, I can´t think where from." She stares at him. "It´s from ´The Notebooks of Lazarus Long.´ taken from Heinlein´s ´Time Enough for Love´." He still looks puzzled. "That´s an old nineteen-seventies science fiction novel, isn´t it? I don´t think I´ve ever read it. Why would I know the quote?"

Leslie raised her right eyebrow, then turned to press play again, and the tune that had the honor of being her favorite began to lilt out of the speakers again. Leslie, still frowning her pretty eyebrows, asked again, "Why?" I couldn't help but smile, "I think Don Quixote is a very lovable madman." I've read this book more than once. "No." I shook my head, thinking to myself that my literary skills weren't that good yet.

It was just a lot of questions I didn’t want at all so that’s why I don’t use the credit card on books. Pushing out a breath, I shoved the thoughts of my father to the back of my mind and refocused, running my fingers along the spines of the books I was returning. When I got to my new favorite, One Hundred Years of Solitude, I hesitated, tracing the title absentmindedly, perhaps I should give it a re-read and use it for my thesis? A voice suddenly spoke behind me, quoting a line from the book. “Death really did not matter to him, but life did, and therefore the sensation he felt when they gave their decision was not a feeling of fear, but of nostalgia.”

He had learned so much about fireflies, and he felt a deep connection to these magical creatures. He looked up at Nanny Mama Hazel, his eyes shining with gratitude. "Thank you, Nanny Mama Hazel," he said, his voice filled with sincerity. "This is the best book ever!" Nanny Mama Hazel smiled, her heart full of joy. "You're welcome, my dear Theo," she said, her voice warm and loving. "And remember, the world is full of wonders, just waiting to be discovered. Keep your eyes open, your heart open, and never stop learning."

“It’s a classic novel that explores themes of love, social class, and personal growth.” Jake leaned casually against the desk, flashing a charming grin. “We chose this book because it perfectly shows how first impressions can be misleading... kinda like how Janna here thought I was just a ‘pretty face.’”* The class chuckled, while Janna gave Jake a warning glare. **“As I was saying,”** Janna continued, “the central characters, Elizabeth Bennet and Mr. Darcy, initially misjudge each other but learn to overcome their biases.”** Jake chimed in. **“Darcy was rich, proud, and thought he was better than everyone — sound familiar?”** He pointed to himself dramatically, earning more laughter.

“‘He’s more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made out of, his and mine are the same.’ ” I hear Sebastian’s husky voice behind me, quoting the novel’s most famous line and turn my head to face him. Gosh, it was dark out already. Had I read the entire afternoon away? “You have read Wuthering Heights?” I ask him with a smile and put the copy of my book down on my lap. He had his hands in his pockets as he walked towards where I was seated, giving me a gorgeous Jake Gyllenhaal lopsided smile. If my heart had a face, I would punch it right now for its irregular beat. That smile, oh my gosh.