Slapping Quotes

“I've never slapped anyone before,” she admitted.
“How did you find the experience?”
“It would have been more satisfying if he'd gone flying out of his seat like I imagined.”
― Alexandra Bracken, Passenger

“What does a woman feel when she is hit? My mother slapped me when I was a child - on two occasions, to the point of pure hysteria; I never liked it. Those who are humiliated in such a way learn to disintegrate – that is, they become once removed from pain. This is the most direct route to psychic ruin.”
― Antonella Gambotto-Burke, The Eclipse: A Memoir of Suicide

“...then in a conversational tone said, "I slapped my Aunt Martha. When my fiancé died. She told me God needed him in heaven, and I hauled off and slapped her, a sixty year old woman....People say unbelievable things to you. They deserve slapping.”
― Connie Willis, Passage

“When I look in the mirror... I know that I belong to him...that I will never be the same again. I've let him punish me...”
― Willow Madison, True Beginnings

“Erin, stop slapping people's thighs.”
― Razelle

“As I approached the field, I called the tower, identified myself, and said I would like to land and pay my respects to General Patton if that was agreeable and convenient. I was cleared to land. When I parked, there was Georgie in his famous Jeep with the three-star flags flying, his helmet reflecting the sun gloriously and his ivory-handled revolvers at his side. He rushed forward, threw his arms around me, and with great tears streaming down his face, said, "Jimmy, I'm glad to see you. I didn't think anyone would ever call on a mean old son of a bitch like me.”
― James H. Doolittle, I Could Never Be So Lucky Again

“Slapping your pockets to make sure you haven't lost anything.”
― Nitya Prakash

“Slapping someone in real life is not like slapping someone in the movies. There is no victory or empowerment or dramatic romantic tension in it. A slap in real life just leaves your fingers burning and the lingering truth that something is irreversibly wrong.”
― Sasha taqwšəblu LaPointe, Red Paint: The Ancestral Autobiography of a Coast Salish Punk