Emily Quotes

“You see," she concluded miserably, "when I can call like that to him across space--I belong to him. He doesn't love me--he never will--but I belong to him.”
― L.M. Montgomery, Emily's Quest

“I know things might not work, and I know it's scary, but the things that are worth it are. It feels right.”
― Morgan Matson, Since You've Been Gone

“Veni, vidi, flevi.

I came. I saw. I cried.”
― Dorian Cirrone, Prom Kings and Drama Queens

“The ghosts of things that never happened are worse than the ghosts of things that did.”
― L.M. Montgomery, Emily's Quest

“As she walked along she dramatized the night. There was about it a wild, lawless charm that appealed to a certain wild, lawless strain hidden deep in Emily’s nature—the strain of the gypsy and the poet, the genius and the fool.”
― Lucy Maud Montgomery, Emily Climbs

“No, scratch the word "career." Careers are for people who wish to advance. I only want to survive, draw a paycheck. ”
― Emily Giffin, Something Borrowed

“Some keep the Sabbath going to church, I keep it staying at home, with a bobolink for a chorister, and an orchard for a dome. ”
― Emily Dickinson

“You see, we were able to give you something, something which even now no one will ever take from you, and we were able to do that principally by sheltering you. Hailsham would not have been Hailsham if we hadn’t. Very well, sometimes that meant we kept things from you, lied to you. Yes, in many ways we fooled you, I suppose you could even call it that. But we sheltered you during those years, and we gave you your childhoods. Lucy was well-meaning enough. But if she’d have her way, your happiness at Hailsham would have been shattered. Look at you both now! I’m so proud to see you both. You built your lives on what we gave you. You wouldn’t be who you are today if we’d not protected you. You wouldn’t have become absorbed in your lessons, you wouldn’t have lost yourselves in your art and your writing. Why should you have done, knowing what lay in store for each of you? You would have told us it was all pointless, and how could we have argued with you? So she had to go.”
― Kazuo Ishiguro, Never Let Me Go

“It was not, of course, a proper thing to do. But then I have never pretended, nor will ever pretend, that Emily was a proper child. Books are not written about proper children. They would be so dull nobody would read them.”
― L.M. Montgomery, Emily Climbs

“If I touch a burning candle
I can feel no pain
If you cut me with a knife
It's still the same
And I know her heart is beating
And I know that I am dead
Yet the pain here that I feel
Try and tell me it's not real
And it seems I still have a tear to shed”
― Tim Burton, Tim Burton's Corpse Bride: The Illustrated Story

“You're perfectly safe. Emily is here to protect your virtue." "That's too bad.”
― Kady Cross, The Girl in the Steel Corset

“ The following year the house was substantially remodeled, and the conservatory removed. As the walls of the now crumbling wall were being torn down, one of the workmen chanced upon a small leatherbound book that had apparently been concealed behind a loose brick or in a crevice in the wall. By this time Emily Dickinson was a household name in Amherst. It happened that this carpenter was a lover of poetry- and hers in particular- and when he opened the little book and realized that that he had found her diary, he was “seized with a violent trembling,” as he later told his grandson. Both electrified and terrified by the discovery, he hid the book in his lunch bucket until the workday ended and then took it home. He told himself that after he had read and savored every page, he would turn the diary over to someone who would know how to best share it with the public. But as he read, he fell more and more deeply under the poet’s spell and began to imagine that he was her confidant. He convinced himself that in his new role he was no longer obliged to give up the diary. Finally, having brushed away the light taps of conscience, he hid the book at the back of an oak chest in his bedroom, from which he would draw it out periodically over the course of the next sixty-four years until he had virtually memorized its contents. Even his family never knew of its existence.

Shortly before his death in 1980 at the age of eighty-nine, the old man finally showed his most prized possession to his grandson (his only son having preceded him in death), confessing that his delight in it had always been tempered by a nagging guilt and asking that the young man now attempt to atone for his grandfather’s sin. The grandson, however, having inherited both the old man’s passion for poetry and his tendency towards paralysis of conscience, and he readily succumbed to the temptation to hold onto the diary indefinitely while trying to decide what ought to be done with it.”
― Jamie Fuller, The Diary of Emily Dickinson

“He ignores me. Our fears are what stifle us and we're only scared of what we don't understand.”
― Katie McGarry, Nowhere But Here

“Draven stood below the gate disrobing. Slowly, and piece by piece, he removed his sword, his surcoat, his mail armor, and then his padded aketon until there was nothing left but the wealth of tawny skin gleaming in the sunlight.

Stark naked, he walked toward the gate.

Emily bit back her tears as she understood. "You asked me for proof of his feelings, Majesty. You now have it!”
― Kinley MacGregor, Master of Desire

“They met at Woodstock, and their love lasted a lifetime. Heartbroken but determined he calls on his two best friends to help him return to where it all began. One last roadtrip. One last chance to say Good-bye, Emily”
― Michael Murphy

“He waited for me to take his hand, smiling down at me with the same smile that was so beautiful, I knew this could not possibly end well for me.”
― Kelley R. Martin, The Hidden

“And as I lay there next to him, his arm still around me, as we shared a pillow, I realized that I liked him.
Of course, I liked him as a friend. But this was different. This was more than that. This was wanting to reach over and touch his cheek, lightly, so as not to wake him. This was what had been bouncing around somewhere in my mind ever since the night of his birthday when I'd looked at him just a little too long in the moonlight. It was what I'd felt when we'd danced at the wedding. It was why I'd felt so awkward, going to pick up Lissa. It was why I wanted to stay exactly where I was, but why I also knew I needed to go.”
― Morgan Matson, Since You've Been Gone

“He caught her by
the shoulders and gave her a hard little shake. "Do you think you're so charming in that silly little nightdress that I can't resist tumbling you? Do you think I have no pride when it comes to you?"

"B-b-but I—"

"Well, you're right," he shouted. "I don't!"

With that, his lips came down on hers”
― Teresa Medeiros, Once an Angel

“It was funny, in a twisted sort of way, that night I gained my future was the same night I lost my past.”
― Kelley R. Martin, The Hidden

“Maybe that was why he bothered me so much-I didn't want to accept that someone so lovely could really be that ugly.”
― Kelley R. Martin, The Hidden

“It was the kind of smile that could stop your heart-slow, seductive, and flawless. Even I got a little weak in the knees...or vag, but whatever.”
― Kelley R. Martin, The Hidden

“He laughed, and the sound startled me. I turned back, taking in the sight of his hair blowing in the wind and the huge smile on his face. He looked so carefree. And his laugh...oh, Lord, his laugh. It melted my heart a little and chipped away at the carefully constructed wall I'd built.”
― Kelley R. Martin, The Hidden

“His gaze was too personal again, like we were the only two people in the room. I was the first to break eye contact, looking back at Beth like it wasn't a big deal, like my skin wasn't on fire and my knees didn't just go weak.”
― Kelley R. Martin, The Hidden

“I didn't want him to give up on me, not when I'd finally given in.”
― Kelley R. Martin, The Hidden

“This thrilling, intense, cloud nine feeling was love. I loved Thomas. The realization was both terrifying and empowering.”
― Kelley R. Martin, The Hidden

“Everything faded away as this weird rushing sound filled my ears. I think it was the sound of the earth slipping out from under me.”
― Kelley R. Martin, The Hidden

“My heart sank. 'You're not going to age another day,' I mumbled to myself. 'You'll never grow old.' He was done. I hadn't even started and and he was already done.”
― Kelley R. Martin, The Hidden

“Images of an ancient race of beautiful but savage immortals danced through my head. It was hard to believe such a world of make-believe actually existed.”
― Kelley R. Martin, The Hidden

“My legs turned to jelly as I collapsed against him, my breathing ragged as aftershocks of ecstasy spasm through me. I looked down, surprised to see the bottoms of my bathing suit were still on. I'd just assumed they'd exploded at some point within the last two minutes.”
― Kelley R. Martin, The Hidden

“He dipped his head and kissed along my jaw. 'I promise, nothing about being inside you will disappoint me.”
― Kelley R. Martin, The Hidden