Dinkum Doll Quotes

If it were any of the other Sharpes, he wouldn't balk. But the idea of spending serveral hours in her company was both intoxicating and terrifying.
"If you don't let me go along," she continued, "I'll just follow you.
He scowled at her. She probably would; the woman was as stubborn as she was beautiful.
"And don't think you can outride me, either," she added. "Halstead Hall has a very good stable, and lady Bell is one of our swiftest mounts."
"Lady Bell?" he said sarcastically. "Not Crack Shot or Pistol?"
She glared over at him. "Lady Bell was my favorite doll when I was a girl, the last one Mama gave me before she died. I used to play with it whenever I wanted to remember her. The doll got so ragged that I threw her away when I outgrew her." Her voice lowered. "I regretted that later, but by then it was too late."
The idea of her playing with a doll to remember her late mother made his throat tighten and his heart falter. "Fine," he bit out. "You can go with me to High Wycombe."
Surprise turned her cheeks rosy. "Oh, thank you, Jackson! You won't regret it, I promise you!"
"I already regret it," he grumbled. "And you must do as I say. None of your going off half-cocked, do you hear?"
"I never go off half-cocked!"
"No, you just walk around with a pistol packed full of powder, thinking you can hold men at bay with it."
She tossed her head. "You'll never let me forget that, will you?"
"Not as long as we both shall live ~ Sabrina Jeffries

As a young child I had Santa and Jesus all mixed up. I could identify Coke or Pepsi with just one sip, but I could not tell you for sure why they strapped Santa to a cross. Had he missed a house? Had a good little girl somewhere in the world not received the doll he'd promised her, making the father angry? ~ Augusten Burroughs

I gazed around the room and my eyes stopped dead on a little boy standing in the corner. This was a particularly eerie doll. Life-sized and blond-haired and blue-eyed. I saw a little Nazi boy, pockets probably stuffed with scissors and retractable blades. My grandfather on my mother's side was rumored to be half Jewish, which practically makes me Jerry Seinfeld's brother, and thus wary of blond German boys with their hands out of sight. ~ Augusten Burroughs

NASA are idiots. They want to send canned primates to Mars!" Manfred swallows a mouthful of beer, aggressively plonks his glass on the table: "Mars is just dumb mass at the bottom of a gravity well; there isn't even a biosphere there. They should be working on uploading and solving the nanoassembly conformational problem instead. Then we could turn all the available dumb matter into computronium and use it for processing our thoughts. Long-term, it's the only way to go. The solar system is a dead loss right now – dumb all over! Just measure the MIPS per milligram. If it isn't thinking, it isn't working. We need to start with the low-mass bodies, reconfigure them for our own use. Dismantle the moon! Dismantle Mars! Build masses of free-flying nanocomputing processor nodes exchanging data via laser link, each layer running off the waste heat of the next one in. Matrioshka brains, Russian doll Dyson spheres the size of solar systems. Teach dumb matter to do the Turing boogie! ~ Charles Stross

The doll had an adult shaped body, the thing that I had been trying to describe for years, and our guys said it couldn't be done. ~ Ruth Handler

There could be no snakes in Quintana Roo's garden.
Only later did I see that I had been raising her as a doll. ~ Joan Didion

He sprays the antiseptic on my skin. It burns and I grit my teeth. Grover lightly blows on my scrape, his breath making the pain go away. He dabs the Neosporin on my skin. I bite my lower lip, tears welling in my eyes. It's like everything inside of me hurts and feels euphoric at the same time. And I don't know how to feel like this. It was easy with Coop because he made me feel nothing. I'm a rag doll with him. But with Grover, it's as if every one of my senses lights up. Like I'm on fire and covered in water and floating in the air all at the same time. ~ Rebekah Crane

We're like those dolls in music boxes, dancing when he turns the key ... Though what happens when the doll breaks or the clockwork gets stuck? ~ Rachael Eyre

I was not a pet, not a doll, not an animal.
I was a survivor, and I was strong.
I would not be weak, or helpless again
I would not, could not be broken. Tamed. ~ Sarah J. Maas

Please, save your breathe, you might need it to blow up your doll later. ~ Christine Zolendz

Honestly, Ada Lop was the best interviewer I ever met. She got you off your guard. She asked things nobody asked. You never got to know her, but she'd get every last drop out of you and in her cup. I always wear her wedding ring when I interview somebody. It has a black amber stone in it with a gold flaw, like an eye. And she did exactly like I asked. Whatever my father failed to do, she picked up; taught me how to fix a cannon and do my own taxes and do a perfect plié and that to perform, to really perform, you have to make yourself ugly at some point. Nothing real is pretty, she said. Only a doll is pretty. And a pretty doll drinks out of a tiny cup forever. A woman wants a big cup. ~ Catherynne M. Valente

I can't be anything but what I am, Elle. If you want a man who is going to treat you like a broken doll, you sure as hell come to the wrong place. And if you expect me to step aside and let you make decisions that are ultimately going to harm you, then baby, you definitely have the wrong man because I protect my woman. Right or wrong, politically correct or not, I stand in front of her when there's need. ~ Christine Feehan

I look sad because I don't have the courage to escape from you. And I think I don't want to understand the truth: for you, I am nothing but a dream. You like to play with life, you're not afraid of anything, not even of me. But I want you to know that I am not an object or a doll: I don't change faces on command, I like to sit down every day in the same place, on my own chair, and I know that you, you like to leave, to go to a new place every day. ~ Consuelo De Saint-Exupery

He said, I won't have one of those things in the house. It gives a young girl a false notion of beauty, not to mention anatomy. If a real woman was built like that she'd fall on her face.

She said, If we don't let her have one like all the other girls she'll feel singled out. It'll become an issue. She'll long for one and she'll long to turn into one. Repression breeds sublimation. You know that.

He said, It's not just the pointy plastic tits, it's the wardrobes. The wardrobes and that stupid male doll, what's his name, the one with the underwear glued on.

She said, Better to get it over with when she's young. He said, All right but don't let me see it.

She came whizzing down the stairs, thrown like a dart. She was stark naked. Her hair had been chopped off, her head was turned back to front, she was missing some toes and she'd been tattooed all over her body with purple ink, in a scrollwork design. She hit the potted azalea, trembled there for a moment like a botched angel, and fell.

He said, I guess we're safe. ~ Margaret Atwood

Well, that's just all kinds of creepy," Puck muttered at my side, giving the doll a look of alarm. "If you see any clowns, do me a favor and don't point them out, okay? i'd rather live without the nightmares."
I was about to snap at him for putting the thought of killer clown dolls in my head ... ~ Julie Kagawa

You're like a doll I had when I was a kid. She was all stiched together and her head kept falling off, but I loved that doll. That's what you look like. Like somebody just loved you to death. ~ Dia Reeves

You two must be very happy."
"Over the moon. Who'd've thought a regular schmoe like me could land a gem like Baby Doll here," Sam said. ~ Libba Bray

I believe when we're able to fully own and express ourselves, we are able to tap into a creative power deeply rooted from our sexual energy – which is our creative energy. We're so sexually loose, and also sexually strained. We don't understand the creative power we have because we're so busy using it in all the wrong ways – or worse, not using it at all. ~ Lauryn Doll

Baby doll, that's pretty but it just won't do. ~ Kristen Ashley

Show me on the doll where Fun is a rock band. ~ Corey Taylor

CJD = A cloth-jointed-doll. Like the BJD (ball-jointed-doll) assembled from individually made parts, pose-able, but of cloth construction. ~ Gayle Wray

Pretty doll," rasped the dark haired vampire as he went about behind her, and she could feel his ravenous hunger practically radiating off him. ~ J.E. Keep

I have a great interest in classical mythology and I need to make a sphinx or satyr every once in awhile to satisfy those interests. ( ... ) ~ Wendy Froud

Just as the rag doll wanted to be an eagle, the donkey a lion and the monkey a queen, the zero put on airs and pretended to be a digit. ~ Robert D. Kaplan

Nevertheless the severance is rather casual and it drops a stain on our admiration of Nora. Ibsen has put the leaving of her children on the same moral and emotional level as the leaving of her husband and we cannot, in our hearts, asssent to that. It is not only the leaving but the way the play does not have time for suffering, changes of heart. Ibsen has been too much a man in the end. He has taken the man's practice, if not his stated belief, that where self-realization is concerned children shall not be an impediment. ~ Elizabeth Hardwick

I'm your tutor, sleazebag, not your Pussycat Doll. ~ Cecily Von Ziegesar

I'll begin with the most basic.What are you?"
"Pussy Cat Doll?" she asked, immediately doing a slow headshake at his look. "Judge, jury and
executioner." He scowled. Her eyes lit up. "Transient! What? Really. No? Babe in Toyland? ~ Kresley Cole

You know you're in the wrong century when you farble the poor young woman at the cosmetics counter thus: "Why do they put the mascara in little amphorae?!? We're not trying to transport it in Barbie doll merchant vessels - we just want it to stand up on the counter." If her face had been any blanker, her features would have disappeared. ~ Tinney S. Heath

I am not your Doll, and I will not take it easy. The more you fight the more pain I will bring to you. There is no longer a string that can be pulled to make me all cute and cuddly again. ~ Kerri E. Lorenz

So let me get this straight. You have no hobbies. You don't care what this woman looks like as long as she can "doll herself up" and entertain herself and pop out a few babies for you?"

His gray eyes gave away nothing, but she again had the sneaking suspicion that he was testing her.

"That sounds about right. ~ Katee Robert

A doll is there to play, not a girl! ~ Soumyadeep Bhattacherya

I used to put all my doll babies on my bed with their hands up and I would do full shows for them. I'd even do the screaming and clapping. I was bugging to be a singer. ~ Missy Elliott

Nu and Tina were not happy. The terrors that we tasted every day were theirs. [...] We imagined the dark corners, the feelings repressed but always close to exploding. And to those shadowy mouths, the caverns that opened beyond them under the buildings, we attributed everything that frightened us in the light of day. [...] Lila knew that I had that fear, my doll talked about it out loud. And so, on the day we exchanged our dolls for the first time, with no discussion, only looks and gestures, as soon as she had Tina, she pushed her through the grate and let her fall into the darkness. ~ Elena Ferrante

Love is something that shouldn't be controlled, measured or rationed… ~ The Paper Doll

He was like a Latino firefighting Ken doll - so bizarrely perfect, he wasn't even real. ~ Katherine Center

I reach for the napkin, and as I do I catch sight of my hands. They are knobby and crooked, thin-skinned, and - like my ruined face - covered with liver spots.
My face. I push the porridge aside and open my vanity mirror. I should know better by now, but somehow I still expect to see myself. Instead, I find an Appalachian apple doll, withered and spotty, with dewlaps and bags and long floppy ears. A few strands of white hair spring absurdly from its spotted skull.
I try to brush the hairs flat with my hand and freeze at the sight of my old hand on my old head. I lean close and open my eyes very wide, trying to see beyond the sagging flesh.
It's no good. Even when I look straight into the milky blue eyes, I can't find myself anymore. When did I stop being me? ~ Sara Gruen

In my mind, I gave the woman gifts. I gave her a candle stub. I gave her a box of wooden kitchen matches. I gave her a cake of Lifebuoy soap. I gave her a ceilingful of glow-in-the-dark planets. I gave her a bald baby doll. I gave her a ripe fig, sweet as new wood, and a milkdrop from its stem. I gave her a peppermint puff. I gave her a bouquet of four roses. I gave her fat earthworms for her grave. I gave her a fish from Roebuck Lake, a vial of my sweat for it to swim in. ~ Lewis Nordan

Arms stop me from crumpling like a rag doll. Sometimes you don't need to talk things out. Sometimes, with the right person, things just need some time to percolate on their own, without the messy lunge and parry of discussion to hinder them. ~ Jonathan Tropper