Novel Reading Quotes Novels & Stories

“Well, it your strength in all of those times that would inspire them to be great themselves.” “You sound so familiar right now.” “What do you mean?” “You sound a lot like Mr. Bailey just this time. He constantly spurs me with all these inspirational quotes. All I could do is just wonder which books did he read just to be able to come up with all those inspirational things. It’s irritating.” “Yeah, it is.” Lance whispers. “What was that?” “Nothing. Must be really irritating.” He looks up at the sky where the sky has started to show its sunset hue. If only Charlie would know how much she loved this color that she even built a castle up on the eastern parts of the sky.

The whole class paid attention to her including Niel. "Yes, Miss Stone?" Haylee turned nervous by the teacher's sudden action. "This is just a cliche kind of thing actually. When you read a love novel, you would come across some quotes or dialogues or even sentences inside the book that you loved. So Haylee, what's your favourite line inside the book?" Miss Stone asked with a smile on her face. "Emm..." Haylee was hesitant to share it. "You do finish the book, right?" The teacher asked.

something Avery never got a taste of. Not being able to participate in the conversation anymore, Avery stood up and walked towards the small corner in her cafe which was decorated as a library. She pulled out her favorite book and sat to read it. It was not a story, but a collection of quotes and poems. These kinds of things have always provided her with the inspiration she needed. And just like that she was ready to fight off just another day....

How could anyone read this much book? “When I was young, I had no friend except my brother, and whenever he goes on a trip with his mom then, I would be alone, what I do for fun is reading,” he smiled, “I have read some the books here over and over again, and I can quote some lines in the book without looking,” he chuckled, “Do you want to see?” He asked.

“You’re one of those annoying people who quibble over every little detail in a book, aren’t you?” He lifted his eyebrows. “I can’t believe you’re not. Did you read what he said to her when she opened her legs—” “No,” I warned him when he reached for my Kindle to find the cheesy line he wanted to quote. “Don’t you dare ruin this story for me with logical bullshit. I like the emotions it brings out. That’s why I’m reading it.” He blinked at me a moment before shaking his head and murmuring, “I find this so interesting to learn about you. I mean, really, how can you be so...you, and then read something that’s just so...not you?”

Lina said, adjusting herself that she was now facing Jessica completely. " I always bought them back then in college. And most times, I borrow from friends or I just read them directly from the internet. " " Can you remember their names? I mean the interesting ones. " " No, I read a lot so I can't remember which is more interesting. Don't tell me you're becoming so anxious about them all of a sudden? " " Why would I ever be? Trust me sis, I hate reading novels. So, " she said, adjusting herself back to me. " where were we? "

“Secrets, silent, stony sit in the dark palaces of both our hearts: secrets weary of their tyranny: tyrants willing to be dethroned.” He furrowed his eyebrows. “What are you talking about?” “It’s a quote by Irish author James Joyce in his novel, Ulysses.” I trailed the golden colored frame of the painting. “It just came to mind. I love it very much.” He exhaled slightly. What was he hiding that he couldn’t even look me in the eye? Did he murder someone? “I’ll be having a guest soon.” I informed him, not taking my eyes off the painting. It was comforting.

com ]. Quote of The Chapter: "If I Had My Life to Live Over, I Would Find You Sooner So That I Could Love You Longer"

They were all adjusted alphabetically. He then randomly picked a book. ‘If I had your Face – By Frances Cha’ He read the title. He opened the book. On the first page, there was her name and a date written. The date when she either got the book or started reading it. He flipped through the pages. She had underlined some context. Marked notes somewhere. Scribbled replies to some lines. He laughed to himself. There was this line she had highlighted, “In New York, you can talk to anyone about anything at any time and have a conversation so long you'll fall a little in love with that person, and then never see them again.”