Book Reader Quotes Novels & Stories

“Her grammar is very messy and it appears she’s using some inaccurate information in this report. I read the book she used for a topic and some of these quotes aren’t from the book, so they have no business being in quotes. However, it makes for a good read, and everything is spelled correctly. This isn’t a failing grade, maybe a D at best.” “I was confused with the quotes because I also don’t remember any of that being in this book,” she said, peering up at him. “I knew you’d know for sure. Thank you, Professor Evergreen.” He nodded and returned to his seat, much to her dismay. She wanted him to remain close to her, but she knew stuff like that would happen in due time.

“Oh my God, stop reading that book.” He clutches it to his chest and gasps. “This is my new favorite book. It’s giving me lots of ideas.” Rhett bookmarks the page with an actual bookmark (I couldn’t be more proud) and smirks. “I didn’t know you were such a dirty girl.” “Did you read the whole thing?”

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I knew it and yet… I looked at my desk where the most recent book I was reading was bookmarked. A modern fantastical adventure, it was more recent and a far cry from the constant classical texts I was used to burying myself in. Yet over the course of reading it, there came a lingering attachment to it. Without thinking I reached for it stopping at the page I'd bookmarked and traced over the page and the quoted dialogue I'd highlighted and run my gaze through tens of times already. ‘Do you understand, brother? You'll have me. No matter how thick the night, I will always be there to light your way.’

That smile, oh my gosh. “I have, more than once.” He says as he sits on the L-shaped couch next to me, leaning back and draping his arm over the backrest. “I can tell by the way you perfectly quoted Catherine,” I say and heard his deep chuckle. What was happening to me? Sebastian was causing unwanted feelings to stir up inside of me. I did not want to feel this way, especially not towards him. “Indeed. You have picked the perfect place to read, and that book is an ideal companion to the dreary weather.” He says as he points towards the book on my lap. “Do you have a favourite Brontë sister quote?”

She quickly pulled out the book from the shelf. Under its title was a written quotation that said, "A book for witches." Even though she knew herself that she didn't have witch blood, she still decided to give it a try. Nowo quickly went down so that she could start reading it.

Hah“ ”Pfft. Why is my wife being so cute?“ ”Shut up, it wouldn't get me at all“ ”Let's go eat before the food gets cold“ *screen zooms at the very last page of the bool* A book is not just a piece of paper. It is a whole new world. A different dimension. A teacher that would show you things and teach you. A friend that would comfort you and save you. A vehicle that would bring you to a far far away land without even moving from where you are. Just like a journey filled with thousands of different car. Going to various of places that is very far.

“…a boy named Victor…” “Cut!” She hit her forehead again. “What’s wrong?” “You can’t be breathing every time you read.” “I told you this wouldn’t work.” I closed the book but she put her hand in between it, stopping me and opening it back to the page. “I believe in you. You can do it.” ‘We’ve got ourselves a motivational speaker,’ Ante commented. ‘I wish she wasn’t so f*cking good at it.’ “One last try, okay?” She nodded and squeezed the pillow under her.

History was not boring just as Camille wasn't rude, just a misunderstood pair. "Ready to go?" Camille asked, bringing her head only through the door. "Sure. Let me grab my things." They both exited the library together, making small talk. "So how was your reading?" Jacqueline coughed out a laugh. "Let's just say that I heard a very valuable lesson today." "What's that?" Camille was curious. "To never judge a book by its cover." Her words bore ambiguous meanings and they remained silent for a while, pondering.