Miss Julia Quotes

I am a Christian, you know, Julia.'
So am I. But I'm not above staying out of jail any way I can. ~ Ann B. Ross

I wouldn't miss the fame. I don't go out hunting for it. I try to avoid it and to slip into the background wherever I go. ~ Julia Sawalha

In the midst of life we are in death,' said Miss Ophelia. ~ Harriet Beecher Stowe

There are cases that I just can't forget.....What it is. I don't know. I think it's the ones where something small changes everything. Where the tiniest act , the smallest space of time, the most inconsequential of decisions, changes a life. A split second separates the long-lost friends who either see or miss each other at an airport. And from that , a relationship does or does not develop, perhaps a lifetime partnership,, perhaps even children. Human beings who might or might not have existed. Whole lives built out of the most fragile of happenstance.
And maybe that's why our lives are beautiful; why they're tragic. One perfect child can be born of an accidental encounter, and another lost to a split-second lapse in attention. If a motorist leans over to change a radio station at the same moment that it first occurs to a four year old that he can let go of his mother's hand as easily as hang onto it, and that if he lets go he will be across the road first, before his mother, and that she will certainly laugh and say, "How fast you are, Johnny!" If the child does this and the motorist does that , and if the world then changes forever and unbearably for everyone involved, then is that not life in its simplest form?
That so little matters so much, and so much matters so little. ~ Laura McBride

I am forever grateful that I got some training in the theater - it reduces performance anxiety. ~ Julia Stiles

I go to the rail and shout after her as she descends the stairs, "But that Mrs. Shinn called me a whore! In front of everybody!"
She pauses on the middle steps and looks up at me. "Perhaps, Miss Faber, it is because you continually act like one! ~ L.A. Meyer

I may not know quite what you are,
but I know what you are not…
You are not the kind who leaves my mind
and is easily forgot. ~ Ranata Suzuki

Society is obsessed with women's bodies and I take my body back by doing whatever it is that I want to do with my body ~ Malebo Sephodi

You miss predictability even if that predictability would've killed you, either by his hand or yours. ~ Pepper Winters

I explained to her that I had no parents. She inquired how long they had been dead: then how old I was, what was my name, whether I could read, write, and sew a little: then she touched my cheek gently with her forefinger, and saying, "She hoped I should be a good child," dismissed me along with Miss Miller. ~ Charlotte Bronte

I shall have to learn how to miss you. ~ Michael Ondaatje

Then you stay down here and I'll sleep in your bed."
His eyes went from half-shut to fully-open, regarding her sharply. "Julia, you don't sleep in that bed until I'm in it with you. ~ Kristen Ashley

But I don't want to go back. Not yet.
Just because.
Because every once in a while, somebody brings me my lunch tray and my meds and he has a black eye or his forehead is swollen with stitches, and he says:
"We miss you Mr. Durden."
Or somebody with a broken nose pushes a mop past me and whispers:
"Everything's going according to the plan.
Whispers
"We're going to break up civilization so we can make something better out of the world."
Whispers
"We look forward to getting you back. ~ Chuck Palahniuk

(...)Lila, one of these days, you're going to get yourself killed."
"Would you miss me?" she asked.
"Like an itch," he shot back. ~ V.E. Schwab

Spending time, here in Eufaula, has helped me realize that barreling through life at a breakneck pace -- while exciting, sometimes glamorous, and always loads of fun -- has been, at best, a distraction. A useful tool in avoiding personal introspection or thoughts of the future. ~ Laura McNeill

One view of photography is that it is a zen-like act which captures reality with its pants down - so that the vital click shows the anatomy bare. In this, the photographer is invisible but essential. A computer releasing the shutter would always miss the special moment that the human sensibility can register. For this work, the photographer's instinct is his aid, his personality a hindrance. ~ Peter Brook

I have to tell you it was the first time even after all these years of expecting my own death that i truly knew what it meant to die because with you gone there was nothing left for me to live for. ~ Julia Quinn

If anybody comes on office business, take their messages, and say that the gentleman who attends to that matter isn't in at present, will you?' said Miss Brass. 'I will, ma'am,' replied Dick. 'I shan't be very long,' said Miss Brass, retiring. 'I'm sorry to hear it, ma'am,' rejoined Dick when she had shut the door. 'I hope you may be unexpectedly detained, ma'am. If you could manage to be run over, ma'am, but not seriously, so much the better. ~ Charles Dickens

The reason I never want a book to end is that I start to feel like the characters are my friends. I'll miss them when they're gone. ~ Miley Cyrus

Perhaps it didn't matter, I told myself. Who was there to miss me? No one would suffer from my going. That was a blessing. ~ Diane Setterfield

And you must appear willing to marry me," Oliver said.
"I understand."
"Do you? It means you'll have to act as if you enjoy my company."
To his surprise, a small smile curved her lips. "I believe I can manage that." Then, as if realizing she was softening, she wiped the smile from her face. "But you must behave responsibly, too."
"By not trying to seduce you, you mean."
She started. "No! I mean, yes…I mean, you already said you have more urgent concerns." Alarm rose in her cheeks. "Oh dear, I forgot that you also said you have no honor or morals."
He'd made similar assertions half his life, yet tonight he regretted making them. Shocking young ladies seemed to have lost some of its appeal.
"All the same, Miss Butterfield, I promise that your virtue is safe from me." When she looked skeptical, he added, "You're not the sort of woman I prefer." A respectable woman came with strings attached.
"Of course I'm not," she said with a roll of her eyes. "Anyone can see that."
That took him aback.
She went on. "A man with no morals isn't going to want a woman who has them. She'd never let him do anything wicked."
Freddy coughed, as if choking on something. Oliver understood why. Miss Butterfield had an unnerving way of cutting everything down to its essence.
"Yes," he said, for lack of a better response. "Quite." Then he narrowed his gaze on her. "So what did you mean when you said I had to 'behave responsibly'?"
"You prom ~ Sabrina Jeffries

He saw nothing but the gentle ruffling of the leaves in the wind, but as he finished his sweep of the area, he somehow knew.
"Sophie!"
He heard a gasp, followed by a huge flurry of activity.
"Sophie Beckett," he yelled, "if you run from me right now, I swear I will follow you,and I will not take the time to don my clothing."
The noises coming from the shore slowed.
"I will catch up with you," he continued, "because I'm stronger and faster. And I might very well feel compelled to tackle you to the ground, just to be certain you do not escape."
The sounds of her movements ceased.
"Good," he grunted. "Show yourself."
She didn't.
"Sophie," he warned.
There was a beat of silence, followed by the sound of slow, hesitant footsteps, and then he saw her, standing on the shore in one of those awful dresses he'd like to see sunk to the bottom of the Thames.
"What are you doing here?" he demanded.
"I went for a walk.What are you doing here?" she countered. "You're supposed to be ill.That-" she waved her arm toward him and, by extension, the pond- "can't possibly be good for you."
He ignored her question and comment. "Were you following me?"
"Of course not," she replied, and he rather believed her. He didn't think she possessed the acting talents to fake that level of righteousness.
"I would never follow you to a swimming hole," she continued. "It would be indecent."
And then her face went completely red, beca ~ Julia Quinn

He would wake from sleep to miss the weight that never depress the bed next to him, remember in earnest the weight of gestures she never made, long for the un-weight of her un-arm slung over his too real chest, making his widower's remembrances that much more convincing and the pain that much more real. ~ Jonathan Safran Foer

I always watch for the longest day in the year and then I miss it. ~ F Scott Fitzgerald

What's that?"
"My friend St. Clair bought it for me. So I wouldn't feel out of place."
She raises her eyebrows as she pulls back onto the road. "Are there a lot of Canadians in Paris?"
My face warms. "I just felt,you know, stupid for a while. Like one of those lame American tourists with the white sneakers and the cameras around their necks? So he bought it for me, so I wouldn't feel....embarrassed. American."
"Being American is nothing to be ashamed of," she snaps.
"God,Mom,I know.I just meant-forget it."
"Is this the English boy with the French father?"
"What does that have anything to do with it?" I'm angry. I don't like what she's implying. "Besides,he's American. He was born here? His mom lives in San Francisco. We sat next to each other on the plane."
We stop at a red light.Mom stares at me. "You like him."
"OH GOD,MOM."
"You do.You like this boy."
"He's just a friend.He has a girlfriend."
"Anna has a boooy-friend," Seany chants.
"I do not!"
"ANNA HAS A BOOOY-FRIEND!"
I take a sip of coffee and choke. It's disgusting. It's sludge. No, it's worse than sludge-at least sludge is organic. Seany is still taunting me. Mom reaches around and grabs his legs,which are kicking her seat again.She sees me making a face at my drink.
"My,my. Once semester in France, and suddenly we're Miss Sophisticated. Your father will be thrilled."
Like it was my choice! Like I asked to go to Paris! And how dare s ~ Stephanie Perkins

General revelation provides us with the knowledge that God exists. "The heavens declare the glory of God," says the psalmist. God's glory is displayed in the works of His hands. This display is so clear and manifest that no creature can possibly miss it. It unveils God's eternal power and deity (Romans 1:18-23). Revelation in nature does not give a full revelation of God. It does not give us the information about God the Redeemer that we find in the Bible. But the God who is revealed in nature is the same God who is revealed in Scripture. ~ R.C. Sproul

Trying to live in the past didn't work for me, and it's only now that I fully realize I'm incredibly lucky it didn't. Because it would have been all too sad to miss out on right now. That would have turned the past into a fraud. It would have meant all my happy memories were a lie. It would have meant all that time and all that love was a waste, leading up to a wasted future. It would have been the ultimate betrayal of everything I thought my whole life was about and everyone I cared about. All the people who loved me, in all the times and places of my life - all the people who made a lover out of me - they would have all been wrong about me. And it could have happened easily, just like that. It's scary to think of how I could have gotten stuck pining for the past. I was lucky to get a second chance. I thought I was too late, but it turns out I was just in time. ~ Rob Sheffield

My sisters and I miss our dad dreadfully. But grief, of course, is the price of love. ~ Kathy Lette

Romance is the icing but love is the cake. ~ Julia Child

This is my life. This is going to be my life. My life with Julia. ~ Kahlen Aymes

There are days when you will wonder if it is even possible to make money doing what you do, or whether you are just barking up the wrong tree...

There will be days when you think that if you don't show up for the next few days nobody will miss you and nobody will care...

Don't believe it...it's not true...If your gift and your passion wasn't needed you wouldn't have them... ~ Osayi Emokpae Lasisi

You married into the family. You have to love me. It's a contractual obligation. ~ Julia Quinn

Some people think I'm completely uninterested. Dismissive. Apathetic ... ."
"Heh." His weight settled atop me. "I don't know how you were with your other lovers, but ... . People see what they want to see. Or completely miss things when they're too busy looking for flaws. ~ Santino Hassell

When you love somebody, you try to be better. ~ Julia Walton

Taylor clapped her hands three times for attention. Ladies! Ladies! My stars! That's enough. Now. We all know Miss Arkansas's girls are fake, miss Ohio's easier than making cereal, and Miss Montana's dress is something my blind meemaw would wear to bingo night. And Miss New Mexico
aren't you from the chill-out state? Maybe you can channel up some new-age-Whole-Foods-incense calm right about now, because we have a big job ahead called staying alive. ~ Libba Bray

Tell me, in storms, that you love me. ~ Julia De Burgos

What's the matter, Rea?" he said, still sounding half asleep.
"What makes you think . . .?"
"You wouldn't have called this late unless you need to talk. Give me a minute to pull my jeans on and I'll go out in the hallway so I won't wake the other guys."
Reagen heard several men moan or swear in the background. When times were good, Noah had a room to himself, but when times were bad in the road game he'd sometimes bunk on the floor in someone else's room.
"I'm listening," he said after a minute.
She wanted to hear his voice more than talk, but that would sound strange, so she told him about her dream and how frightened she'd been.
"I wish I were there to hug you, Rea. We could cuddle up. You could tell me everything while I slept."
"I wish you were too." Neither one said anything for a few breaths, and then she whispered, "I miss you so much sometimes. They'd probably never be as close as they'd been in high school. He was a different man and she'd changed as well, but she still missed the Noah who was half kid, half man.
"What are you wearing?" he whispered, and for a moment she swore she could hear him smiling.
"Shut up."
He laughed. "Just asking. Who knows, one night I might get lucky and you'd be just out of th shower."
"You never give up trying to make me blush." Her bad mood had vanished.
"Come on, Rea, give me a break. I've been wondering what you like naked for years. If I ever get too old to wonder, I hope y ~ Jodi Thomas

I'll miss you, little lightning girl. ~ Victoria Aveyard

[On Kay Strozzi in The Silent Witness:] Miss Strozzi ... had the temerity to wear as truly horrible a gown as ever I have seen on the American stage ... Had she not luckily been strangled by a member of the cast while disporting this garment, I should have fought my way to the stage and done her in, myself. ~ Dorothy Parker

Is there a sense in which you miss being behind a locked door?" Ma turns to Morris. "Is she allowed to ask me such stupid questions?" The ~ Emma Donoghue

He could guide anyone to the point of no return. He'd corral them with poetry, music, invoking the alcoholic gods that all died young. But we were so young, we didn't know we had anything we would miss. ~ Hannah Lillith Assadi