Fictional Characters Quotes Novels & Stories

"Yeah, but who or what is a Quasi... What did you just call it?" "Quasimodo... Q-u-a-s-i-m-o-d-o." I spell it out for him, when he smiles his eyes glitter. "Well what is it?" he asks. "Quasimodo is a fictional character of the novel 'The Hunchback of Notre-Dame'. I've seen its cartoon version, it's really cool," I say. "Wow, I'd love to watch it too. You cracked me up for a minute there. That was really funny, I mean, who dreams about Willy Wonka?" he shrugs.

Mikey continued. "That's a fictional character Mikey." Said Ali. "Cartoon characters are sometimes based off of someone in real life." Mikey replied, as if he was stating a fact. Ali rolled her eyes and turned her attention towards me. "Mikey." I scowled. "Pay attention." "How can I when you brought the devil to New York!" Mikey said scowling back. "Aww Mikey. Still charming as ever." Said a sarcastic voice.

******** Quote of The Day: "I felt like an animal, and animals don't know sin, do they?"

His fingers rest comfortably on the arm of his chair as he holds my gaze for a brief moment. Then he speaks. “We recruit character before talent.” The statement is so unexpected that several reporters immediately look up from their notebooks. The room grows noticeably quieter. Lucien continues in the same calm, steady voice. “Talent always wins matches.” His gaze met mine for just a brief moment. Then he finishes his thought. “While character wins championships.” I quickly write the quote in my notebook before looking up again.

‘First time? “And you don’t have to be a veteran to give advice,” Danice continued. “Sometimes, personal experience helps you understand how to give life to a character. I actually feel more connected to Zeke than Nathaniel.” She glanced at her half-filled glass of juice. “Zeke is more relatable to me, while Nathaniel... he’s a fictional ideal—a cool person I could never be.” She muttered the last words softly. “It’s harder for me to understand Zeke than Nathaniel,” Zarius admitted, scratching his head.

Hmph, like you are one to talk," I replied. "Well, I’ll be back in my world. Good luck." Alfi said. "You too! Please defeat Kiki." I replied. "You’re the author. I am just a mere character on your story whose fate is on the likes of your hand." Alfi replied. I chuckle and say, "Right, well, back to work then!"

It looked exactly like the mask I had imagined for one of the villains in my earlier novel. I turned back to Joanne and answered her question. “Absolutely, Joanne. There are quite a few, but I won’t list them all one by one,” I replied with a slight smile. The next person to ask a question was Pauline from Cavite. “If you could go on a dinner date with any fictional character you’ve created, who would it be and why?” I laughed a little. That was such a fun and unique question. “Thank you, Pauline, for your beautiful question,” I said.

Seriously! "And why would I do that? All the fictional characters in the anthology deserve to die! It's basically their punishment!" I immediately crossed the table and chased after him to get the quill back, but we just kept going around and around the room, and I couldn't catch him! So in the end, we were both breathless and sat down in our respective spots. "There are a lot of ways to punish a person without killing them. Like betrayals and eternal life after taking away their sanity," he said seriously after a while and just leaned against the headboard of the bed.

Hi said and Iori chocked on her water, "Just where do you come up with those ideas? I am not one of your characters with some hidden "hobbies" that I can't tell the world about until the right person comes along." Iori said with an exasperated look that Jun imagined she would give a child who was insisting that superman really existed and if you get bitten by a radioactive spider you would become a superhero too. Still, all Jun could think about was how she made a quote sign while saying the word hobbies. He couldn't help but laugh, she was interesting that's for sure.

To be honest I made a lot of characters suffer. "I really don't know if this is real, but you have to understand that I never knew you were a living person in this world. All I did was to write a damn fictional book, I didn't mean to make you kill the love of your life." I pleaded hoping he would see some sense in what am saying. Like, if I had know my characters were living and not just in my book and my imagination, I wouldn't have made them suffer. He snickered, "that's not an excuse darling."