Hell Yes Quotes

Blondie?" Ten asked with a snort. "Hell, yes, she'll be fine. God wouldn't let something bad happen to one of his angels. ~ Linda Kage

Does it bother me that in my lifetime I'll never get to travel to the furthest reaches of The Milky Way and beyond? Hell yes it does, although Jesse, The Philosophy, and the followers of The Philosophy will be there to see it on my behalf I hope. ~ Cometan

Dialectics is the philosophy of opposites."
I thought about this. "How do you make a philosophy out of opposites?"
"Well, you know how people are. They like to see things in black and white? Up or down, male or female?"
She had my attention now. "Uh-huh."
"Well, dialectics says that's all bullshit. That life is not about opposites, but about finding the balance between all these extremes."
I tried to sound less interested than I actually was. "How do you do that?" I said. "Find balance, I mean?"
"By paying attention," she said. "By trying to see how everything also contains its opposite." She took a drag on her cigarette. "Because if you live your life at the extremes, you go nuts. If you want to make any sense out of the world, you have to live in the gray."
"That sounds hard," I said.
"The hell yes it's hard," she said. "People don't like gray. It makes people uncomfortable. ~ Jennifer Finney Boylan

Was he demanding? Hell yes, but he wasn't selfish. He took. He was ruthless in his demands. But he gave her back so much. Not just materially but emotionally, though he'd likely deny he did any such thing. ~ Maya Banks

Did I hear that right? Did someone say ice cream? It's an odd thing to say in the middle of a eulogy, but hell yes, I could go for some ice cream. We could take a break, because it's not like this guy won't still be dead in a half an hour. ~ Jarod Kintz

What if you could meet your soul mate?" the ghost asked. "You 'd want to avoid that?"
"Hell, yes. The idea that there's one soul out there, waiting to merge with mine like some data-sharing program, depresses the hell out of me."
"It's not like that. It's not about losing yourself."
"Then what is it?" Alex was only half listening, still occupied with the viselike tightness of his chest.
"It's like your whole life you 've been falling toward the earth, until the moment someone catches you. And you realise that somehow you 've caught her at the same time. And together, instead of falling, you might be able to fly. ~ Lisa Kleypas

And, honestly, if I can give you one teeny, tiny piece of advice, it is this: DO NOT DATE A BOY IN A BAND!
But if you insist on blithely ignoring the above wisdom, DO NOT GIVE HIM YOUR BELOVED STRYPER SHIRT. You will never see it again. Trust me. I had to learn the hard way. (And hell yes, it still hurts, but it does get better.) ~ Shauna Cross

Are we letting her drink beer again?"
"Hell yes we are, and it's hilarious. ~ Bryan Lee O'Malley

B-b-but who will I have cleaning marathons with?"
"Casey. I'll be there in spirit."
"She's not neurotic and cranky like you."
"You'll miss that, ay?"
"Hell yes, I'll miss that! When you're obsessive and pissy, you tell those floors who's boss. They won't shine like that when Casey scrubs them. And don't get me started on our Covenant Series discussions. The girl thinks Alex should pick Seth. Seth, Em. How can I clean with someone who isn't Team Aiden? It's like ... madness. Madness on Earth. The fucking apocalypse - "
"Whitney," I chuckled, squeezing her tighter, "I assure you, you'll survive. The second she starts running her mouth about Aiden, just spray her with bleach. That'll teach her a lesson."
-Emma and Whitney ~ Rachael Wade

Is there really a lilac bush?"
"Hell yes, there is. I nearly killed it when I fell off the roof and landed in the middle of it, but it was tougher than it looked. Kind of like another Lilac I know. ~ Amie Kaufman

Peanut butter, or turkey?"
"Turkey. Soft on the mayo, extra mustard."
Rick lifted an eyebrow at her. "Do I look like a cook?"
"You do until Vilseau comes back. Because anything beyond microwave pizza is your territory, sweetheart."
With a grin he began slathering mustard on one of the slices of bread. "Wonderful. So now I have to negotiate a multimillion-dollar deal and cook? Do you want tomatoes?"
"Hell, yes, my darlin'."
"Ahem. Innocent bystander trying not to barf over here." Stoney waved a hand at them from the doorway. "What's the gig?"
"Food first. Do you want Rick to make you a sandwich?"
"Hey," Rick protested. ~ Suzanne Enoch

Let me guess," Eric says, "You never meant for it to happen."
"Hell, yes, I did. I've wanted her since you two started dating."
Surprised, Eric blinks at me, and then even laughs a little. "I know."
"You did?"
"For God's sake, you're about as subtle as Hiroshima, Fitz." He sighs. ~ Jodi Picoult

This is what songs do, even dumb pop songs: they remind us that emotions are not an inconvenient and vaguely embarrassing aspect of the human enterprise but its central purpose. They make us feel specific things we might never have felt otherwise. Every time I listen to "Sunday Bloody Sunday," for instance, I feel a pugnacious righteousness about the fate of the Irish people. I hear that thwacking military drumbeat and Bono starts wailing about the news he heard today and I'm basically ready to enlist in the IRA and stomp some British Protestant Imperialist Ass, hell yes, bring on the fucking bangers and mash and let's get this McJihad started. ~ Steve Almond

You can't control when you'll fall in love. I ignore her comment because hell yes I can. And I will. ~ Jillian Dodd

He stops and looks at me. 'I'm here because of you. You're my priority. Your happiness, in some fucked way, is tuned in to mine. Get that through your thick skull. Would I like it any other way? Hell, yes, but I don't think that will be happening in my lifetime. ~ Melina Marchetta

Want something?"
"Yeah, your mouth on my dick."
Remi's eyes darkened.
"I also want your cock up my ass."
Lust and shock slid across Remi's face. "You… you…. Are you saying you want to mate?"
Fuck yes, I was. We'd talked, and I knew what we faced. Didn't matter. I wanted him. All that other shit was unimportant. He was all that mattered. "Yes."
Remi's eyes widened. "We don't have…. We can suck each other off. I can…. We can - "
"Am I your mate?" I demanded.
Remi blinked. "Hell yes."
I noticed he hadn't let go of my cock. "Do you want me?"
Remi gulped and nodded frantically. His hair whipped around his face. "More than my next breath."
"You've explained how we mate, correct?"
"Yes."
"Then as far as I'm concerned, there's no reason to wait. Yes, we have a bunch of issues to deal with, but you want me, and I want you. Is that right ~ M.A. Church

Back to what? A guy who bails on you when you need him? What's Dane doing now that's more important than helping you? Fighting for the rights of endangered ferns?"
I stiffened and pushed away from him, irritation jolting me out of my fugue-state. "You have no right to judge Dane or my relationship with him."
Jack made a scoffing sound. "That half-assed excuse for a relationship was over the moment Dane told you not to bring the baby to Austin. You know what he should have said? ... 'Hell, yes, Ella, I'll stand by you no matter what you do. Shit happens. We'll make it work. Come home now and get in bed. ~ Lisa Kleypas

You're weird, man," said Max, taking another bite of his sandwich. "That's all there is to say. Someday you're going to kill a whole bunch of people probably more than ten, because you're such an overachiever - and then they're going to have me on TV and ask if I saw this corning, and I'm going to say, 'Hell yes, that guy was seriously screwed up.'"
"Then I guess I have to kill you first," I said. ~ Dan Wells

I learned how to worry more about how I felt and less about "what people might think." I was setting new boundaries and began to let go of my need to please, perform, and perfect. I started saying no rather than sure (and being resentful and pissed off later). I began to say "Oh, hell yes!" rather than "Sounds fun, but I have lots of work to do" or "I'll do that when I'm _________ (thinner, less busy, better prepared). ~ Brene Brown

Why hell yes, Joe Bob! A cripple can always get himself a wooden leg, or a glass eye, or a metal hook for a hand, or any of that mess
but there ain't no known substitute for a big dick. I guess you is out of luck! ~ Larry McMurtry

Body language translation: hell yes, dipshit ~ Shay Rucker

Tyler. "We should cover that tune. Whose original is this?" "What the fuck are you talking about, Steven?" I said. "That's us." "Is it?" he asked. "Hell yes, it is." "Where was I?" "In the booth, singing. ~ Joe Perry

So, are we still on tonight? For our dinner?" I asked.
"Hell, yes. We're on for tonight. We're on for tomorrow. We're on for the foreseeable future."
. ~ Ilona Andrews

I swear, it's like working with a bevy of Dr. Strange Loves. Abortions, no - nuke'm, hell yes. Bombs away! They piss and moan about every pittance spent on the environment or infrastructure, yet gleefully spend billions on their military toys, as if war were the only industry worth funding. ~ L.M. Aldrich

Kier, do friends kiss each other good luck?" "Hell, yes," he replied in mock seriousness. "I gave Con a good bit of lip loving this afternoon to cheer him on. ~ R.J. Prescott

There's something about other people isn't there?
you'd like to know who they are?
you'd like to be them, maybe? People you never saw before and"
my voice lifting in excitement, "it's so strange how they're different from you, isn't it?
or like if somebody had the power, say somebody said to you, 'would you change places with the next person you see, a stranger just turning a corner,' I'd say, 'Hell yes. ~ Joyce Carol Oates

We'll put your brains back in, then snap his wings."
"Can't we just skip to the end right now?"
Xander's head bobbed up and down, eyes bright. "Hell yes. ~ Ashlan Thomas

Well," he said, quite seriously, "it's this way: you work because you're afraid not to. You work becuase you have to drive yourself to such a fury to begin. That part's just plain hell! It's so hard to get started that once you do you're afraid of slipping back. You'd rather do anything than go through all that agony again--so you keep going--you keep going faster all the time--you keep going till you couldn't stop even if you wanted to. You forget to eat, to shave, to put on a clean shirt when you have one. You almost forget to sleep, and when you do try to you can't--because the avalanche has started, and it keeps going night and day. And people say: 'Why don't you stop sometime? Why don't you forget about it now and then? Why don't you take a few days off?' And you don't do it because you can't--you can't stop yourself--and even if you could you'd be afraid to because there'd be all that hell to go through getting started up again. Then people say you're a glutton for work, but it isn't so. It's laziness--just plain, damned, simple laziness, that's all...Napoleon--and--and Balzac--and Thomas Edison--these fellows who never sleep more than an hour or two at a time, and can keep going night and day--why that's not because they love to work! It's because they're really lazy--and afraid not to work because they know they're lazy! Why, hell yes!..I'll bet you anything you like if you could really find out what's going on in old Edison's mind, you'd find that he wished he could ~ Thomas Wolfe

On the TV and in the newspapers all we hear and read is 'live your life or the terrorists win' and it sounds great, I'm all for that, except my kids won't ask for a bathroom pass because the faculty facilities are on the first floor of the building and the MPs patrolling the second floor won't go downstairs on their shift - so I've got middle school kids afraid to take a piss because there might be a soldier in the stall next to them carrying a loaded M- 16 - but hell yes, I'm all for 'live your life' and screw the terrorists, and screw all the countries who harbor and support them. I'm on board with that, except I've got these kids who stay home now, because they're scared riding a bus with soldiers carrying guns, knowing that one soldier isn't enough, so there's a military truck full of soldiers with even bigger guns following the bus 'just in case. ~ Tucker Elliot

If it's not a "Hell Yes!" then it's a "Hell No!"...it's that simple. ~ Elizabeth Cogswell Baskin

In my fairy tale, another year and a half has passed. I'm graduating with my English degree. And I ask you to marry me. What would you say?"
"Would you get down on one knee?"
"Absolutely."
"I would say yes. Hell yes. ~ Kim Holden

A certain shoemaker one of the chief towns of Silesia, in the year 1591, September 20, on a Friday betimes in the morning, in the further part of his house, where there was adjoining a little garden, cut his own throat with his shoemaker's knife. ~ Raymond T. McNally

Are you really going back there with me?" I ask.
"Hell yes I am. Your wish is finally coming true. I will see your vagina. Plus, I really want to see the look on that woman's face when she gets a peek at your plethora of pubes. Your copious curls, your abundant bush, the wild mane that if it sees a spark will start a forest fire," she states.
"Are you finished?" I ask irritably.
"I think so. But give me five minutes and I might be able to get one more in. ~ Tara Sivec

I don't know about you, but this connection we have, this attraction, it doesn't come along everyday. It's been years ... years since I felt this way. Honestly, I never thought I'd feel it again. Does it scare me? Hell yes. Can I predict the future? Nope. But know this, I would never, ever in a million years, hurt you. I'd be in it one hundred percent. At some point in your life, you have to trust someone. ~ Kim Holden

I am confident, because you said yes. Or was it....." He looks up to the ceiling in deep thought and then back at me. "Oh, I remember. It was...yes, yes, yes, fucking hell, yes! ~ Jodi Ellen Malpas

People ask whether there is Hell. Yes, there is Hell: Hate is Hell! ~ Mehmet Murat Ildan

Emma?" "Hmm?" "You took everything I told you really well." "I've never understood the woe-is-me thing. I mean, the hottest guy in town just told me he wants me badly enough to bite me and make me like him, and now he wants to drag me home and ravish me. I'm going to, what, run screaming into the night? Oh, no! I'm a Puma now! My life is over! Sob!" Emma rolled her eyes. "I mean, don't get me wrong, it's freaking me out a bit, and it's probably going to cost me a fortune in bikini waxing, but it's not the end of my world." Max nearly ran off the road. "You get a bikini wax?" "Wouldn't you like to know?" "Hell yes. ~ Dana Marie Bell

I've never been so scared in my life. I thought that shark was going to eat you."
TJ hugged me, resting his chin on the top of my head. "It didn't though."
"We're going to eat him now, aren't we?" I asked.
"Oh, hell yes," he said, a big grin on his face. ~ Tracey Garvis-Graves

Ellie . . .," I point towards the palace. "Go to your room."
Pathetic.
Her eyes sparkle. "Do you want to come with me?"
Hell, yes.
"I don't."
Her blue gaze gentles, gliding over my face, before turning to stare out the front window with a sigh. Then, by some miracle, Ellie steps out of the car.
But before closing the door she leaves me with one giddy parting reply.
"That's a lie too. ~ Emma Chase

This phone," he says finally. "I want this phone."
She laughs. "No. S'mine."
Janie, I don't think you understand. I want it."
Sorry."
It's got photo caller ID; Internet; video, camera, and digital recorder?! Holy Hannah ... It's making me warm all over."
Oh yeah?" Janie says in a sexy voice. "Wanna play with my phone, baby?"
Hell yes, I do. ~ Lisa McMann

Hell yes, I want the man, but if he can't handle me now at my worst, then he sure as fuck doesn't deserve me at my best. ~ K. Bromberg

I felt a little guilty about jangling the poor bugger's brains with that evil fantasy. But what the hell? Anybody who wanders around the world saying, "Hell yes, I'm from Texas," deserves whatever happens to him. ~ Hunter S. Thompson

I'm not going to say it was love at first sight. No, it was more like oh, hell-yes-please, I'll have that. With a helping of right-the-fuck-now on the side. ~ Kristen Callihan

You actually enjoyed that, didn't you? (Amanda)
Oh, hell yes! Did you see the look on their faces? Man, I love this car. (Kyrian)
(She looked up at the sky and implored divine aid.)
Dear God, please separate me from this maniac before I die of fright. (Amanda) ~ Sherrilyn Kenyon

There were times when she was honestly afraid of him. He could kill, had killed for her on a number of occasions, seemingly without a moment's hesitation or an ounce of regret. He was mercenary, brutal, charming, devious, and yes, any other woman would think he was sexy as hell. Not her.
Not her. Oh hell, yes, her. The way he moved, as if he understood his body better than any man had a right to and knew just how to use it for a woman's maximum pleasure. The way his gray eyes slid over her, coolly caressing. It meant nothing, it was part of his stock in trade, and yet she felt it slide over her skin like a physical touch. ~ Anne Stuart