Charlotte Quotes

“If I might make a suggestion,” said Will. “About twenty paces behind us, in the Council room, is Benedict. If you’d like to go back in there and try kicking him, I recommend aiming upward and a bit to the left—”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

“You have been my friend. That in itself is a tremendous thing. I wove my webs for you because I liked you. After all, what's a life, anyway? We're born, we live a little while, we die. A spider's life can't help being something of a mess, with all this trapping and eating flies. By helping you, perhaps I was trying to lift up my life a trifle. Heaven knows anyone's life can stand a little of that.”
― E. B. White, Charlotte’s Web

“Women do not think with logic and discretion but with emotions of the heart”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

“Henry," said Charlotte, who appeared to have recovered from her shock, "if you set yourself on fire deliberately, I will institute divorce proceedings. Now sit down and eat your supper. And say hello to our guest.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

“Mundanes who involve themselves in things they know nothing about are likely to meet unpleasant endings.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

“Dear God,” said Will, looking from Charlotte to Nate and back again. “Is there anything that makes women sillier than the sight of a wounded young man?”
Tessa slitted her eyes at him. “You might want to clean the rest of the blood of your face before you continue arguing in that vein.”
Will threw his arms up in the air and stalked off. Charlotte looked at Tessa, a half smile curving the side of her mouth. “I must say, I rather like the way you manage Will.”
Tessa shook her head. “No one manages Will.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

“You could have all the crazy thoughts you wanted, as long as you smiled and kept them to yourself.”
― Mara Purnhagen, Past Midnight

“And of course Charlotte hasn't eaten a bit of dinner," Henry said, getting up. "I'll go see if Bridget can't make her up a plate of cold chicken. As for the rest of you-" He paused for a moment, as if he were about to give them an order-send them to bed, perhaps, or back to the library to do more research. The moment passed, and a look of puzzlement crossed his face. "Blast it, I can't remember what I was going to say," he announced, and vanished into the kitchen.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

“Did you know that Gideon and I were trained in Krav Maga?" Charlotte took another step closer to me, and I automatically took one back.
"No, but did /you/ know that at this moment you look like that crazy rodent in Ice Age?”
― Kerstin Gier, Emerald Green

“If you don't have any feelings for Will Darcy, why are you blushing and fixing your hair?”
― Elizabeth Eulberg, Prom & Prejudice

“You’ll make a sucky father someday,” I tell him with a smile. “I feel sorry for the kid that doesn’t get to burst into light to get out of your house.”

He chokes out a laugh. “Is it my sarcasm?”

“Definitely. And that obnoxious accent.”
― Suzanne Young, A Need So Beautiful

“I believe that everyone has certain key moments in their lives they’ll never forget. Moments marking the beginning or end of something. Moments that will always own a little piece of you. You can track decisions you make or paths your life follows and they always lead back to one of these defining moments. This is one of them.”
― Nyrae Dawn, Four Summers

“Finally, mutually, and completely, they released all doubts, abandoned all fears, unwilling and unable to deny this overpowering love.”
― Emery Lee, The Highest Stakes

“What are you doing a study on right now?"

"A study on the statistical probablity of love at first sight.”
― Jennifer E. Smith, The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight

“Try as you may, you can never defy love.”
― Emery Lee, The Highest Stakes

“By some miracle, Charlotte's polite smile never wavered. It was a proud moment for her. After all, it wasn't every day that a little old lady told you right to your face that your bosom was as flat as a flounder.”
― Olivia Parker, To Wed a Wicked Earl

“I think…if things were different. If we were closer… You’d be it for me, Star Girl. Is that stupid to say? That I think I could love you?”
― Nyrae Dawn, Four Summers

“We’ve grown and changed, screwed up, but at the beginning of each summer, we found each other again. Or maybe we never really lost each other.”
― Nyrae Dawn, Four Summers

“Fuck That! Annabelle Marie Schults belongs to me. So I will make sure whatever it is the Lords want her to do, she passes. Because once the birth control shot I had Gavin give her wears off, she won’t be getting another one. The only babies she’ll be having are mine.”
― Shantel Tessier, Madness

“The stars here and the ones there are each special for their own reason. You grew up looking at these, while I looked at mine. Now we’ve both looked at each of them together.”
― Nyrae Dawn, Four Summers

“Fuck, she was on fire. I understand it was anger, but it was sexy as hell. The way she barged into my house. The fact that she came prepared to shoot me had me hard as a rock. I wanted to rip off her clothes, pin her down on the floor, and fuck her ass while she held the gun to my face. It’s an adrenaline rush that I haven’t experienced in a long time.

For someone who has a cunt, she’s got balls.

I like it. It’s refreshing. She’s exactly what I’ve been looking for in my repetitive life. Giving me something to do.”
― Shantel Tessier, Madness

“Hi," I said. "I'm the last of the Brontë sisters.”
― Matt Ruff, Bad Monkeys

“Казват, че добрата прислужница е като истинската любов — една-единствена през целия живот.”
― Kathryn Stockett, The Help

“Трябва да… те попитам нещо, Юджиния — майка мачка носната си кърпичка с гримаса. — Онзи ден четох, че някои… някои момичета се разстройват и започват да им минават през ум разни… хм, противоестествени мисли.
Нямам представа за какво говори. Вдигам очи към вентилатора на тавана. Някой го е нагласил на твърде висока скорост. Трак-трак-трак…
— Ти… намираш ли… мъжете за привлекателни? Минават ли ти противоестествени мисли за… — тя затваря очи — момичета или… жени?
Зяпвам я и ми се ще вентилаторът да се откъсне от тавана и да се стовари върху двете ни.
— Защото в статията пишеше, че има лек, специален чай от корени…
— Майко — казвам аз и стисвам очи, — искам да съм с момичета толкова, колкото ти би искала да си с… Джеймсо. — Тръгвам към вратата. Но хвърлям поглед назад. — Освен, разбира се, ако ти не искаш?”
― Kathryn Stockett, The Help

“I watched Charlotte's eyes. They wandered from one to the other; but they did not light on me, on me, who stood there motionless, and who saw nothing but her!”
― Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther

“I cannot help esteeming Albert. The coolness of his temper contrasts strongly with the impetuosity of mine, which I cannot conceal. He has a great deal of feeling, and is fully sensible of the treasure he possesses in Charlotte. He is free from ill-humour, which you know is the fault I detest most.”
― Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther

“Happiness is not the absence of the problem, it's the ability to deal with them.”
― Nao Tomori

“I lived in Punta Gorda in 2009.”
― Steven Magee

“She was that lass I loved to admire when she plucked roses in her Charlotte novels
she beamed like sunflower, when she laughed at romantic lines,
I loved her little sequin nuggets those fine details about her, those indefinite little prose.
Her smell made me wonder, Do books have frankincense?
I loved to stare at her favourite book by”
― Tapiwanaishe Pamacheche , Hannah Cherub: Hannah cherub

“When I was a child, charlottes--- French desserts made traditionally out of brioche, ladyfingers, or sponge and baked in a charlotte mold--- were everywhere. Charlotte au chocolat wasn't the only variety, though being chocolate, it had the edge on my mother's autumn-season apple charlotte braised with brioche and poached in clarified butter, and even on the magnificent charlotte Malakoff she used to serve in the summer: raspberries, slivered almonds, and Grand Marnier in valleys of vanilla custard.
But it is charlotte au chocolat, being my namesake dessert, that I remember most, for we offered it on the menu all year long. I walked into the pastry station and saw them cooling in their rusted tin molds on the counter. I saw them scooped onto lace doilies and smothered in Chantilly cream, starred with candied violets and sprigs of wet mint. I saw them lit by birthday candles. I saw them arranged, by the dozens, on silver trays for private parties. I saw them on customers' plates, destroyed, the Chantilly cream like a tumbled snowbank streaked with soot from the chocolate. And charlottes smelled delightful: they smelled richer, I thought, than any dessert in the world. The smell made me think of black velvet holiday dresses and grown-up perfumes in crystal flasks. It made me want to collapse and never eat again.”
― Charlotte Silver, Charlotte Au Chocolat: Memories of a Restaurant Girlhood