Gabriella Quotes & Sayings

What the ... ? "Holy S***! You're 250 years old!?"
He gives me a wink of his beautiful eye in response. "Surprised?"
"Um, hell yeah. Ok, that's pretty much disgusting. Chester the Molester. I've been screwing an ancient artefact!" Dorian & Gabriella — S.L. Jennings

Help me out," I pleaded. "You've left me alone to deal with this situation, and now we're being dealt the consequences."
I swore I heard Tom growl. I actually pulled the phone from my ear to stare at it to make sure it hadn't turned into a tiny lion. — Laura Kreitzer

Lia let out a low growl and moved her arrow to the base of his fat throat. "What do you think, Gabi? Would you like to see these nuptials through?"
"Not this day," I said
"How about on the morrow?" Marcello asked, smiling and lifting my hand to his lips. "If I am your groom?"
"Hold that eHarmony thought," Lia whispered in English. "We gotta get out of here. — Lisa Tawn Bergren

Sir Alric is big on self-motivation, initiative, that kind of guff. — Gabriella Poole

Could be dangerous."
"Danger," Isabella tossed her hair, "is my middle name. — Gabriella Poole

Awe! Leaving so soon?" Gabby said sweetly, holding the door open. "I was just about to pull out the gun for you to play single-player Russian Roulette. — Laura Kreitzer

A growing heat, like a million blazing suns all focused on me, lit my insides. It felt like I was being cooked in the Gabriella Roast Cooker, me spinning around-and-around to heat my flesh evenly. For some reason I was having trouble comprehending the sudden change in my revolving world as I swelled with a horrible, billowing fire. — Laura Kreitzer

But if there's one thing to learn from corporate execs, it's this: even if they aren't about to claim Anonymous's imagery for their next advertising campaign, it doesn't mean they can't, or won't, find some way of appropriating *something* about Anonymous. If someone can find an uncapitalized, exploitable, futurescanned, innovative, disruptive idea that can flourish in corporate boardrooms, they will. — Gabriella Coleman

Jilly Beaton's a vicious cow. Inspectors love her, but she's a cow when they've gone."
"Back home in Argentina," sniffed Isabella, "cows are very important, but they know their place. — Gabriella Poole

The taxi sped down the dirt road, spitting dust clouds into the bright afternoon sunshine. When it stopped in front of a sprawling ranch house surrounded by majestic mountains, Gabriella Gibson caught her breath. Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined she'd end up on a cattle ranch. — Marilyn Shank

I'm too old to be ignorant as I am."
--Twelve-year-old Gabriella to the general, who does not want her to know about Emmett Till and the world's brutality. — Elle Thornton

A Writer is a Writer, no matter what he(or she) writed — Gabriella Slade

I have some crack sources - cops who call me, and say, "Hey, there's a dead body in Civic Park, try not to beat the homicide detectives there."
- Gabriella Giovanni, BLESSED ARE THE DEAD — Kristi Belcamino

So many years of being lonely and discounted, no one ever truly seeing me, the person that I really am. The Gabriella I so desperately wanted to be. Yet somehow he broke through the walls and barriers and penetrated my frail, dejected heart. He loves me for all that I am and what I will become, even though it scares us both to death. He accepts the darkest parts of me and doesn't try to change me, in all my shattered complexity. Meeting him has given this facade of my life new meaning. He's given me purpose, strength. He's given me love. Dorian has given me everything and, in turn, is everything to me. Designed by the Divine Power especially for me. — S.L. Jennings

Your hair is like butterflies," Sebastian said, giggling like a child.
"That's nice," Firen said impatiently. "Keep moving."
"Fantastic. I always like my days better with a touch of insanity," Gabriella quipped. — Laura Kreitzer

Oh, get down from your high horse before you fall off. — Gabriella Poole

What about Katerina? Is she Head Girl?"
"Boss Cat, more like." Isabella wrinkled her nose.
"Where's she from?"
"Sweden," said Isabella carelessly.
Oh, right. So Cassie's movie-star casting had been spot-on. Not that she could imagine Katerina ever Vanting to Be Alone, though. Who else was Swedish? ABBA? Cassie wrinkled her nose. Not a good comparison.
"I can see her in a silver catsuit, though," she muttered under her breath. — Gabriella Poole

Patronising git. — Gabriella Poole

You can decide to get bitter, or you can decide to get better. The choice is yours. — Gabriella Gill

I tapped around on my new Miracle Phone - a gift from Joseph - as I listened to the discussion about our next move. I wasn't trying to be rude, but I'd recently become addicted to this one game on my Miracle Phone. Really, I was listening. I could multitask like no other. Trust me, there's an app for that. — Laura Kreitzer

You think I don't know these ancient labyrinths? I know them all, in every city. I've known them for centuries."
"And you're looking your age," said Cassie. — Gabriella Poole

I'm not a fashionista - I adore creative and original people with their own style. — Gabriella Wilde

She came over to me and held me close to her. "You are the daughter of my heart, Victoria. I know it's not the same as having Gabriella, but the love is there — Sara Paretsky

There has to be something wrong when spurning reproduction doesn't make Gabriella and me the "mavericks" we'd both have prided ourselves as in our younger days but standard issue for our era. Surely the contemporary absorption with our own lives as the be-all and end-all ultimately hails from an insidious misanthropy - a lack of faith in the whole human enterprise. In its darkest form, the growing cohort of childless couples determined to throw all their money at Being Here Now - to take that step aerobics class, visit Tanzania, put an addition on the house while making no effort to ensure there's someone around to inherit the place when the party is over - has the quality of the mad, slightly hysterical scenes of gleeful abandon that fiction — Lionel Shriver

By sacrificing the public self, by shunning leaders, and especially by refusing to play the game of self-promotion, Anonymous ensures mystery; this in itself is a radical political act, given a social order based on ubiquitous monitoring and the celebration of runaway individualism and selfishness. Anonymous's iconography - masks and headless suits - visually displays the importance of opacity. The collective may not be the hive it often purports and is purported to be - and it may be marked by internal strife - but Anonymous still manages to leave us with a striking vision of solidarity - e pluribus unum. — Gabriella Coleman

When you're young, whatever you do that makes you stand out is a frightening thing. You learn later that that's what you want to do, stand out. — Gabriella Wilde

Shut the front door!" Jenna exclaimed.
Andrew disappeared into the foyer, and when he returned, his eyebrows were furrowed in confusion. "The door is shut? — Laura Kreitzer

Of course, to hear weev tell the story, it was clear that he also did it for the lulz. He would giggle whenever Goatse Security was mentioned in news reports about the incident. He imagined millions of people Googling the strange name of the security group, and then recoiling in horror at the sight of a vile "anal supernova" beaming off their screen.4 Goatse is a notoriously grotesque Internet image of a man hunched over and pulling apart his butt cheeks wider than you might think is humanly possible. Those who view it are forever unable to unsee what they have just seen - unable to forget even the smallest detail, their minds seared by the image as if the gaping maw, adorned with a ring, were a red-hot cattle brand. The — Gabriella Coleman

I'm not sure we should have taken the company jet," Gabriella said two hours later as the plane lifted off the runway. "Oh, hush. It was just sitting there not being used, and Mark knows he has to come right back after we land in Portland. After he gets some sleep, of course. — Samantha Chase

Remembering to be conscious is the beginning of inner peace and freedom. — Gabriella Kortsch

This drama had become her mess to deal with, and she had no idea where to even begin trying to mend all of the broken pieces back together. If mending them was even possible. — J.B. McGee

We are the Rainbow Generation,
the Light split into color due to the physicality of observation;
the One harmonious sound being distorted through differing notes... — Grace Gabriella Puskas

Today is the day to cast your worries on God and breathe in new life. Your past does not define who you are today. — Gabriella Marigold Lindsay

This is a profession in which how you look dictates whether or not you get work, so a model has to be healthy. — Gabriella Wilde

Let's stop hurting one another, ok?" He kisses the crown of my head and squeezes me tighter to his body. "Ok. But Gabriella?" "Yes?" "You talk in your sleep. — S.L. Jennings

It's a kind of meditation, especially when you wake up before everyone else. And it gives my hands something to do while I scheme." "Is that what I've been doing wrong?" Maeve wondered aloud, stirring a lump of sugar into her coffee. "I've never actually set aside time to deliberately scheme. — Gabriella Pierce

His mother's Femme smelled of plums, flowers and smoky sandalwood. It made him think of the silk and linen dresses that fluttered around her knees on windy days. Her gloves smelled of it, and her shawls. It was his mother's scent only, and he liked that when she left a room it would trail in the air behind her, making him feel safe. — Gabriella Contestabile

But sometimes even heroes have their flaws." NESS — Gabriella Lepore

I'm only going to say this once," I said with a finger pointed at him. "So don't make me repeat it. I've sacrificed everything for you and the angels. I deserve some respect around here. From now on what's best for me will be discussed with me. Actually, any affairs with the angels will now be discussed with me. You make sure you mind-to-mind that with Ehno, Aiden, and Patrick. And then tell Patrick to phone Joseph and tell him too, while you're at it! — Laura Kreitzer

she'd find she liked Gabriella. — Nora Roberts

I'm not the same girl I was five years ago. Hopefully, with the choices I'm making people will start to see that I'm not just little Gabriella. — Vanessa Hudgens

I think I found your vampire," Andrew said, except this time he wasn't so amused.
However, Gabriella was, her smile huge as she laughed, the sound a trill in the densely packed cold air.
"You think this is funny?" The words came out surly, but Andrew couldn't stop his lips from twitching over her amusement.
"I thought they'd be bigger," she said, stifling another round of giggles. "Are you okay?"
"Just a flesh wound. — Laura Kreitzer

One Drop of water makes an ocean while all the books in the world make up all the knowledge in it too. — Gabriella Goren

I unlocked the deadbolt and flung the door open, stepping back for Gabby to see exactly who it was. "Hello, Sara," I greeted.
A bubble of laughter escaped Gabby before she could contain it. "Yes, hello ex-girlfriend Sara. And might I add: law-breaker? Who let you out of your cage? Don't you know Joseph has a restraining order against you? — Laura Kreitzer

I'm not your boyfriend!" I snapped, trying to gently move her hands away from my body.
"How can you say that?" Sara asked in horror.
"It's shockingly effortless," I replied. "My vocal chords vibrate, and my mouth and tongue articulate. I can even do it without thinking." I had to remind myself to stay calm, and sarcasm was the best way to do that.
"When are you going to give me a key to your house so I don't have to knock like some guest?" Sara asked, coming at me again.
I backed away. "How about never? Is never good for you?"
Sara, undeterred, said, "You're the reason I go to therapy on Fridays."
"The plot thickens!" Gabby exclaimed for comedic relief. — Laura Kreitzer

No, you were certainly not trying to seduce me, more like trying to wound my ego, break my heart, I dunno. Did you like how you felt when you walked away? Do you prefer that emotion to this? — J.B. McGee

Sometimes silence means more than words filled with pity and regret. He squeezes my hand, and I know that is his way of saying that I'm not alone. That even though he doesn't know what it feels like to be me, because I hurt, he hurts. For the first time in my life, I find a great deal of comfort knowing that I don't have to carry this burden alone anymore. — J.B. McGee

Killer with a polo mallet. — Gabriella Poole

Yup: definitely more Snow Queen than Dancing Queen. — Gabriella Poole

I don't get it. Last night you were fine, sitting on my face and fucking my brains out. You didn't seem to have a problem with that last night. What the fuck, Gabriella? What the fuck do you want me to do? — Jettie Woodruff

Jules lips quivered, and I feared she was about to cry. Then she asked, "He bit off more than he could chew, didn't he?" She made a motion as if she was biting into a tough piece of steak.
Gabriella's lips sealed shut as she tried to hide her grin, though she failed at it when Andrew asked, "Was he eating?" He turned desperately to Gabriella, confused.
Jules wasn't about to cry, she was trying not to laugh! She giggled then, the sound tinkling and odd in the outlandish setting.
Andrew straightened and shook his head at Gabriella. "Did you see him eat? — Laura Kreitzer

I was wrong, Gabby, and I'll apologize for it forever if you want me to. But the truth is I couldn't face you. If I came to you and you sent me away, if I knew for certain that you didn't want me anymore...God in heaven, Gabriella Waverly, I've never been so bloody afraid of a lass before. — Page Morgan

How ya doing?" Gabby's face came into view, and she grinned down at me. She'd stopped doing her healing thing, and the pain rushed in.
"I'm just peachy," I quipped, throat scratchy. "Only hurts when I breathe or blink or exist, if I'm being honest. — Laura Kreitzer

There were many reasons why I chose to stay silent about my past for so long, mostly fear and shame. Now im older and wiser.Now I understand that I should never have to live in fear of another human being, and if I do, that's their shame, not mine. — Gabriella Gillespie

The Ferryman will transport us across the moat," Chris informed.
"Yeah. This seems legit," Gabriella quipped as Chris helped her onto the boat. Andrew followed behind.
"Are you sure this isn't a trick?" Egnatious asked.
Again, uncertainty filtered into Chris's blue eyes, but he nodded anyway. "This is the only way. — Laura Kreitzer

Gabriella, you can be whatever you want to be to me. If you want to be with me, be with me. If you want to keep this light and casual, we can do that. If you want me to just keep fucking you senseless every chance I get, I'll be more than happy to oblige. — S.L. Jennings

Hardening the heart against vulnerability, trust and a new partner will either forever keep us from a truly emotionally satisfying, enriching, and growth-producing partnership, or will throw us unwittingly back into precisely the same type of painful thing again, because we have not examined what happened, except under the out-of-focus microscope of blame. — Gabriella Kortsch

Everyone has superpowers. Apparently mine are fucking and fighting. I'm insanely good at both.
-Gabriella — S.L. Jennings

When you have developed a relationship with yourself, you can begin to take on the world. — Gabriella Kortsch

A Writer is a writer, no matter what s/he writes. — Gabriella Slade

Joseph, you're out of clean towels." Lucia poked her head into the living room, the rest of her hidden behind the wall. Her red hair dripped water onto my wooden floors.
"She's in the buff." Jenna guffawed. Gabriella rolled her eyes, beaming.
I rose. "Go back to the bathroom. I'll bring you a towel," I ordered Lucia. She disappeared down the hall.
"You have naked angels running around your house," Jenna continued through her laughter. Gabby laughed louder. — Laura Kreitzer

I'm freezing," moaned Isabella. "I shall freeze to death."
"Cheer up, my southern flower." Jake hauled on the oars. "This was your brilliant idea. Anyway, you can die spectacularly of pneumonia, and someone will write a great tragic opera about you."
Isabella gave him a teeth-chattering grimace, but her expression turned dreamy and distant as if she was already imagining her last heart-rending aria.

Cassie cleared her throat in exasperation. "Can we not talk about spectacular deaths? — Gabriella Poole

I breathe you," Dorian answers with a sigh, finishing my thought. "You intoxicate me, Gabriella. I told
you that. Breathing you has become somewhat of an addiction for me. — S.L. Jennings

Mmm." Sebastian moaned. "It's so delicious." He laughed then. "It's not the Poisonous Desert; it's the Oreo Desert." He scooped up handfuls of dirt and stones and funneled it into his mouth. He licked his palms, his teeth grinding against rock.
"Did the plant scramble his brains?" Firen asked, her lips twitching just a smidgen.
"The plant's poison makes you delusional," Gabriella informed as Egnatious and Firen yanked Sebastian to his feet. "He'll probably be a bit Looneyville for a while. — Laura Kreitzer

Well, the only reason we're friends is because you can rock a tweed suit," she informed, tone mock serious. "So if you want to keep me around, I expect more tweed. — Laura Kreitzer

The truth, as much as people acted like they wanted to hear it, was sometimes too cruel and harsh. — Laura Kreitzer

I'd really love to be a versatile, chameleon-like actress, stretching myself a bit. — Gabriella Wilde

Loving you is and will always be my greatest honor. You've done the impossible; you've opened me,
Gabriella. And despite what the future may hold for us, I will carry that with me forever. My heart will
always be yours, in life and in death. — S.L. Jennings

At the sound of her name, Lucia's blue eyes honed in on me. She cocked her head to the side as if puzzled. "Why me?" she wondered.
"Lucia, you exploded with power after Ehno was killed." I shot Ehno an apologetic look. "I felt your sorrow before I even knew something was wrong. It hit me like a freight train of boulders. You made the sky rain fireballs with red lightning. Need I say more? — Laura Kreitzer

You are only free when your happiness is not dictated by your needs. — Gabriella Kortsch

Dorian strokes my exposed back with the tips of his fingers, sending shockwaves up and down my spine. I gasp from the contact, resisting the urge to beg him for more. He brings his face down to my neck, letting his lips brush my earlobe. "Gabriella, I would love to bend you over this desk right now and pull your dress up past your thighs and over your ass," he murmurs, sex dripping from his soft lips.
"That sounds good to me," I breathe, turning my head a fraction. "What's stopping you?" Never in my life have I been this bold and eager with a man but Dorian has awakened the sleeping sex giant within me. If my days are numbered, I want to at least die happy.
"Oh, I would do it. But I know Aurora will come looking for me and I don't want to be disturbed when I ... ruin you." Ruin me? It sounds so threatening and violent.
I love it. — S.L. Jennings

What are you doing?" Egnatious asked, eyebrows furrowed as he watched Gabriella do a flip.
Firen mimicked Gabriella and turned to Egnatious. "Fun times. Go with it." She didn't even crack a smile, though her body language said she was laughing on the inside.
Instead of following their act, Egnatious simply dove for an outcrop just as it began moving away. He nearly lost his balance, but Firen caught his flailing arms.
"Are you having a seizure or something?" she jested, displaying a rare vein of humor.
Egnatious sent her a queasy glare. — Laura Kreitzer

I believe in prophetic speech . . . still. I believe in Cassandra, I believe in Electra and in the charming Antigone. . . . For me, they're more alive than the [Institute for] Intellectual Cooperation and its choice group of old men. — Gabriella Mistral

In West African and Caribbean folklores the role falls to Anansi, a spider who sometimes imparts knowledge or wisdom - and sometimes casts doubt or seeds confusion. Eshu, — Gabriella Coleman

That boy will be horribly deformed by the time he leaves this school."
"He will?" said Cassie.
"From being twisted round Katerina's little finger so often. — Gabriella Poole

Dr Seraphina gazed at Gabriella with a cool, assessing eye. "What do you believe Gabriella?"
"I believe that if we do not protect our traditions from those who would destroy them, soon there will be nothing left to interpret."
"Ah, so you are a warrior, then," Dr Seraphina said, challenging Gabriella. "There are always those who would put on armour and go into battle. but the real genius is in finding a way to get what you desire without dying for it. — Danielle Trussoni

There is a greatness inherent within you. That greatness comes from God. He has bestowed each of us with unique gifts and talents to be used for kingdom building here on earth. — Gabriella Marigold Lindsay