Owen Quotes

“Silence is so freaking loud”
― Sarah Dessen, Just Listen

“Seniors get to do all the jolly things," Owen complained as they walked to archery practice that first day.

Neal glared at the chubby second-year with all the royal disdain of a vexed lion. He was limping from a staff blow to the knee. "You are a bloody minded-savage," he informed Owen sternly. "I hope you are kidnapped by centaurs.”
― Tamora Pierce, Page

“Sometimes we don’t get second chances, Owen. Sometimes things just end.”

He winces. “We didn’t even get a first chance.”
― Colleen Hoover, Confess

“There’s a real bonding in someone beating the crap out of you. - Rolly”
― Sarah Dessen

“So say I’m your mom.'
'What?' I said.
'I’m your mom,' he repeated. 'Now tell me you want to quit modeling.'
I could feel myself blushing. 'I can’t do that,' I said.
'Why not?' he asked. 'Is it so hard to believe? You think I’m not a good role-player?'
'No,' I said. 'It’s just–'
'Because I am. Everyone wanted me to be their mother in group.'
I just looked at him. 'I just… It’s weird.'
'No, it’s hard. But not impossible. Just try it.'
A week earlier, I hadn’t even known what color his eyes were. Now, we were family. At least temporarily.”
― Sarah Dessen, Just Listen

“Be gay. Do crimes.”
― T.J. Klune, The Extraordinaries

“In Anger Management,' he said,'we had to do all this role-playing stuff. You know, to get used to handling things in a less volatile way.'
'You role-played,' I said, trying to picture this.
'I had to. It was court-ordered.”
― Sarah Dessen, Just Listen

“I rarely feel that any of my paintings ever make it to a finishing point. There's always something else I want to add to them, like a few more brushstrokes or another color. But there comes a point with every painting when I just have to stop and accept it for what it is.”
― Colleen Hoover, Confess

“I’m going to untangle her deadly scheme, even if it leaves my love affair hanging by a thread.”
― Jennifer Estep, Widow's Web

“Would you like to sit?" Kellen asked her.
"You'd better do it soon," Owen whispered close to her ear, "or I'm going to bend you over that table and break the club's no-penetration-in-the-lounge rule.”
― Olivia Cunning, Touch Me

“Well, for one, you have to remember not to scream. Once you have their attention, whispering is much more effective. Screaming ghosts scare people, you know”
― Gabrielle Zevin, Elsewhere

“This is what I want you to remember, Auburn,” he says softly. “I don’t want you to remember what it feels like when I’m inside you. I want you to remember how it feels when I look at you.”
― Colleen Hoover, Confess

“I want you to remember how your heart reacts every time I kiss you.”
I want you to remember my hands, and how they can’t stop touching you.”
“And I need you to remember that anyone can make love. But I’m the only one who deserves to make love to you.”
― Colleen Hoover, Confess

“I’ve never felt stronger than I feel when I’m with her. I’ve never felt like I had purpose like I feel when I’m with her.”
― Colleen Hoover, Confess

“I get why you had to choose him,” he says. “I don’t like it, but I understand it. I also know that giving one night to me doesn’t take away the fact that you might be giving him forever. But like I said . . . I’m selfish. And if one night with you is all I can get, then I’ll take it.” He lifts my head off his shoulder and tilts my face up to his. “I’ll take whatever you’re willing to give me. Because I know that if you walk out that door, then ten years from now . . . twenty years from now . . . we’ll wish we had listened to our hearts when we think back on tonight.”
― Colleen Hoover, Confess

“Why did the scarecrow win the Nobel Prize?"
"Why?" she asked, wrinkling her nose.
"For being outstanding in his field.”
― Jennifer E. Smith, The Geography of You and Me

“I’ll take whatever you’re willing to give me. Because I know that if you walk out that door, then ten years from now . . . twenty years from now . . . we’ll wish we had listened to our hearts when we think back on tonight.”

“That’s what scares me,” I tell him. “I’m afraid if I listen to my heart once, I’ll never figure out how to ignore it again.”
― Colleen Hoover, Confess

“Maybe the snow would cool his ardor down to the point where he could look at Sterling without wanting him to the point of compromising his pinciples, but he wasn't holding out much hope of that. Snow was only frozen water, after all, and it couldn't work miracles.”
― Alexa Snow, Bound and Determined

“I love him.
I want him.
I need him.
I breathe him.”
― Ginger Scott, Wild Reckless

“She deserves better. So much better. She deserves me. If only she knew that.”
― Colleen Hoover, Confess

“Good morning," Owen said pleasantly, glad that he wasn't at all out of breath. "Should I e-mail you my schedule for the week so that you don't miss an opportunity to accidentally bump into me, or can we end this game right now?"
"I don't want to end it," Sterling said just as pleasantly. "We're just starting. So yeah, feel free to e-mail your schedule. Or not. I'm stubborn I'll figure this out either way.”
― Jane Davitt, Bound and Determined

“Sans clothing, Owen climbed over her and settled into the middle of the mattress. Like he was a magnet - or her North Star - Megan's body turned to press into the nook along the side of his tall frame. His bareness managed to be soft and hard at the same time - the skin soft and smooth, the muscles hard and ridged. She inhaled deeply, taking his crisp, clean scent into her, and let out a long exhale that relaxed her into him further. Now. Now she could be content to never move again.”
― Laura Kaye, North of Need

“He doesn’t make your heart feel like this, Auburn. He doesn’t make it so crazy that it tries to beat through the walls of your chest.”
― Colleen Hoover, Confess

“Peeking into the living room through the bathroom's connecting door, she called out, "You gonna be okay out there, Owen?"
He was lying on his back, long flannel-pajama-clad legs crossed at the ankle and arm up over hi head. Cover off to the side. No shirt. Jeez, his chest was broad and defined, stomach cut with ridges of muscles. He turned a lazy gaze from the fire to where she stood in the doorway.
"I'm god. Thank you, for everything."
Good, indeed. She'd never look at that couch the same way again. She hugged herself. "Okay, well, give a shout if yuo need anything, or just help yourself. G'night.”
― Laura Kaye, North of Need

“Restraining a smile, Owen came around her and laid his hand on the snow's surface. With a silent command, he reworked the internal chemistry of the layers.
Megan nearly fell on her face when the saw sliced right through to the ground. She whooped out a cheer. "Woot! I did it! I did it! Take that, snow”
― Laura Kaye, North of Need

“Stupid, all-knowing god.”
― Laura Kaye, North of Need

“Shuffled footsteps caught her attention. "Hey," Owen said. She took in the sight of him, dressed in a new borrowed outfit - a long sleeved navy T-shirt and a pair of khakis that had been too long for John. The shirt highlighted the difference in his eyes.
Well, okay, there was the reason she hadn't been thinking about the real world.”
― Laura Kaye, North of Need

“I’ll take whatever you’re willing to give me. Because I know that if you walk out that door, then ten years from now . . . twenty years from now . . . we’ll wish we had listened to our hearts when we think back on tonight.”
“That’s what scares me. I’m afraid if I listen to my heart once, I’ll never figure out how to ignore it again.”
― Colleen Hoover, Confess

“"Babe, sit your cute ass down while I get my woman some food. Hang with your new friend.”
Then he’d kissed her and strolled off.”
― Ella Goode, Deuces Wild

“To Othman, it was like a fine brandy, a perfect Armagnac, rolled around the tongue. Such fiery, yet delicate flavours. The garden of Low Mede was ancient, timeless. Hanging there, a ragged shadow some inches above the ground, hidden among the old-fashioned shrubs, the esctatic bouquets of flowers rooted in the earth, Othman vicariously enjoyed the pleasures of the flesh. Hadn’t he primed Owen for this?”
― Storm Constantine, Stalking Tender Prey