Drama Quotes

“I want you—"
"Then fucking have me."
"—but I don't want this."
Alex wants to grab Henry and shake him, wants to scream in his face, wants to smash every priceless antique in the room.
"What does that even mean?"
"I don't want it!" Henry practically shouts. His eyes are flashing, wet and angry and afraid. "Don't you bloody see? I'm not like you. I can't afford to be reckless. I don't have a family who will support me. I don't go about shoving who I am in everyone's faces and dreaming about a career in fucking politics, so I can be more scrutinized and picked apart by the entire godforsaken world. I can love you and want you and still not want that life. I'm allowed, all right, and it doesn't make me a liar; it makes me a man with some infinitesimal shred of self-preservation, unlike you, and you don't get to come here and call me a coward for it.”
― Casey McQuiston, Red, White & Royal Blue

“Half my life is an act of revision.”
― John Irving

“By the dawn of the seventeenth century, the order of Stormsongs had grown both darker and more powerful, while the Holy Roman Empire they allegedly still served found itself surrounded by powerful enemies – and on the brink of collapse.”
― Stephen A. Reger, Storm Surge: Book Two of the Stormsong Trilogy

“She smiled again and the sun came back out. Raced backward up from the sea and lit her face. He told himself to ignore it. It wasn’t that special. Not really. He couldn’t be sure, but if his display of ignorance could make her do it again, it might be worth checking out.”
― William Kely McClung, Black Fire

“No man, no matter how smart or strong, can compete with a motivated woman.”
― J.K. Franko, Killing Johnny Miracle

“Hannah knelt to get a closer look at the trail of holes. “Last night’s vandal wore stilettos.”
The two men stared at her, confused.
“English, please. You’re talking to country boys.”
― Cricket Rohman, Colorado Takedown

“What is the nature of your emergency?”
“I was assaulted in the street,” Krissa responds.
“What is the location of the assault?”
“At my current coordinates.”
“Do you need medical attention?”
“No, but my attackers do.”
― Stephen Alder, Deehabta’s Song

“Captain Miller, we know that you are connected with military intelligence, and can obtain classified documents.”
― Karl Braungart, Lost Identity

“Mary Miracle would always recall with clarity the moment she decided to kill her husband.”
― J.K. Franko, Killing Johnny Miracle

“Trace pulled on his jeans but didn’t bother zipping them. Nor did he bother with a shirt. The sheriff smirked, scrutinizing his lack of clothing. “I can almost see why Callie is so taken with you.”
― Cricket Rohman, Colorado Takedown

“For two years the battles raged across the lands, one side fighting for conquest, the other for freedom. Othium-powered weapons wreaked havoc on defending armies. The red fire was hard to resist, but the white light was stronger. Gradually the tide turned and the freedom fighters regained control of their lands and their cities. The stage was set for the final battle.
The opposing forces met outside the Ackar city of Erbea in 1302 and the forces of good won the day. The alchemist escaped and was about to take his revenge at a wedding ceremony when he was bound by the white light. All that remained was his heart, or maybe his soul, encapsulated in a piece of red rock.
Dewar the Third succeeded his father and the new king promised a time of peace and prosperity. History would call him the Peacemaker.
Now, two hundred years on, a new Emperor seeks to rule the world, while an illegitimate son sets out on a path towards revenge and a thief begins to learn his trade. It is time for the alchemist to return.”
― Robert Reid, The Emperor

“Jesus, I wonder if that sound was our listening receiver falling to the floor.”
― Karl Braungart, Fatal Identity

“  “What’s puzzling is the sender wrote, ‘I hope this is helpful for the Tariq’Allah office in Istanbul. Stay in touch.’ Turkey does not speak Arabic. Someone wrote this cover page in Arabic.”
― Karl Braungart, Fatal Identity

“I’m in this plot because you took my lot.”
― Tom Baldwin, Macom Farm

“Rafe smiled again. “I think Aleana can teach you how to work in a team and maybe you can teach her to be less reckless.”
So it was that Raimund found a new home in the Den of Thieves, and he and Aleana became partners and best friends.”
― Robert Reid, The Emperor

“She imagined all the mothers of the unnamed children, imagined the ad cut from the paper, a mother writing her child’s name at the bottom of the list to add their child to the names of those who would return home, those beautiful children who would never be forgotten, as if their child’s name needed to be on the list to be remembered—to have been disappeared. ”
― Douglas Weissman

“ If they come—whoever they are—will sorely wish they hadn’t!”
― Tom Baldwin, Macom Farm

“Light flashed in her eyes. In fact, it clung to her—flaring around her skin, her hair, her whole body. It was a trick of the eyes, his mind, when adrenaline hit his system. But she glowed. Vivid. Alive. And for a moment, he’d have given anything to be like her.”
― J. Rose Black, Losing My Breath

“Of course killing Iraqis for Jesus so we can get their oil...”
― Vincent Panettiere, Shared Sorrows

“As Vice President of Acquisitions, Mr. Lang,” she asked. “Just what is it you are supposing to acquire?” At the very most, are you seeking a compliment in return? Of course, you are! Men are always hoping for what they seldom get.” With that, she reached up to kiss him on the cheek—the freight train of doom had passed him by on a parallel track. Doubt is good. It keeps the doors open to proof of promise. Is that why she had changed into that incredibly tantalizing little blue-black dress driving the Whaler bar crowd toward a frenzy?”
― Tom Baldwin, Macom Farm

“Are you saying these Christians believe we will never be good enough to marry their daughters because of our race?”
― Leslie K. Simmons, Red Clay, Running Waters

“Spare me the Deepak Chopra tribute.”
― Vincent Panettiere, Shared Sorrows

“Are you a messenger from god”
― Vincent Panettiere, Shared Sorrows

“That damned Hurker! He had the neck to suggest to me today that he could find a buyer for our plant—if he was made a partner!”
“I hope you told him what to do with that suggestion!”
“I did. Told him I wasn’t selling, but if he wanted to buy a share he should talk to my legal adviser.” Marcus straightened in his chair and wiped his hands across his face. “And he told me that I had forty eight hours to reconsider my answer, or shipping might prove very difficult—and that there would be some queries initiated over my use of a dome now owned by CalBank!”
― Patrick G Cox, First into the Fray

“Completely oblivious to either the angry mob around her or to her own nakedness, the woman walked right up to Roan and, in a voice that was both sultry and fragile said, “I have found her.”
― Stephen A. Reger, Storm Surge: Book Two of the Stormsong Trilogy

“ “Well, Mr. George, I’d say that’s a long way up for us to be worried about a wee 30 feet from away down here?... I say we grant the man his error. The sky will not be scratched, and I assure you, pigeons won’t roost that high! These are things that happen...”
― Tom Baldwin, Macom Farm

“Great drama is great questions or it is nothing but technique. I could not imagine a theater worth my time that did not want to change the world.”
― Arthur Miller

“Moments from their life together flickered: their first time making love. Eating pizza on the floor of their city apartment. The way he gently laid his thumb to still her wildly twitching eye. Who was he now? Who was she? What was happening? … Yes, my partner is a thief. A thief in the night.”
― Amy L. Bernstein, The Potrero Complex

“Hey Aiden! Look!  She’d worn low-cut blouses before and didn’t get any response from him. Most men loved her beautiful breasts. What does a girl have to do to get his attention? Jump off a cliff? she realized.”
― Sharon Carter, Love Auction II: Love Designs

“You would never know by looking at them, but Hope’s lips are the softest, juiciest, most kissable lips ever. She thinks there’s nothing special, just like she thinks that most of her outstanding features are standard operating equipment, but someday, Doug will tell her—hers are the lips men kill for. Hope’s smell and her body are familiar and unfamiliar at once—like a whisper or a dream. Her back is more muscular, her arms thinner than he remembers. None of it matters. He loved her then and he loves her now.”
― Joan Gelfand, Extreme