More lists! Yay! These are some of my favorite lines, both from my fiction and fiction from other authors.
“But a knife ain’t just a thing, is it? It’s a choice, it’s something you do. A knife says yes or no, cut or not, die or don’t. A knife takes a decision out of your hand and puts it in the world and it never goes back again.”
“Hope may be the thing that pulls you forward, may be the thing that keeps you going, but that it’s dangerous, that it’s painful and risky, that it’s making a dare in the world and when has the world ever let us win a dare?”
~Both from The Knife of Never Letting Go by Patrick Ness
BASICALLY THE ENTIRE BOOK IS MY FAVORITE. Seriously, if you haven’t read the Chaos Walking trilogy but you like YA or scifi or dystopian, READ THEM! They are full of adventure and suspense and you will love these characters by the time you’re done.
“A thing may happen and be a total lie; another thing may not happen and be truer than the truth.”
~The Things They Carried by Tim O’Brien
This is one of those books that people can’t really decide if it’s a short story collection or a novel. Either way, it’s a powerful book about war and how it changes a life. It’s also about a lot more, though, like the power of words and stories.
“I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, then all at once.”
~The Fault in Our Stars by John Green
This is, by far, my favorite book by John Green. I was a blubbering wreck by the end of it. It’s one of those books you just want to hold forever and you want everyone to read because it encapsulates humanity and the way we love each other and the unfairness of life so well.
“I have hated words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right.”
~The Book Thief by Markus Zusak
Yep, this is another one. TOTAL BLUBBERING WRECK, I tell you. I will never be the same after reading this book. If you have ever read a book and loved it, then you will relate to Liesel and her pursuit of words.
“Mr. Moony presents his compliments to Professor Snape, and begs him to keep his abnormally large nose out of other people’s business.
Mr. Prongs agrees with Mr. Moony, and would like to add that Professor Snape is an ugly git.
Mr. Padfoot would like to register his astonishment that an idiot like that ever became a professor.
Mr. Wormtail bids Professor Snape good day, and advises him to wash his hair, the slimeball.”
~Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban by JK Rowling
I’m pretty sure I’ve said this before — Harry Potter is one of my favorite series. And one of the reasons is for Rowling’s wit, which is flawlessly incorporated into scenes like this. I can’t imagine how much fun she had writing this series. And how much heartbreak she went through at the same time.
“I hope no one who reads this book has been quite as miserable as Susan and Lucy were that night; but if you have been – if you’ve been up all night and cried till you have no more tears left in you – you will know that there comes in the end a sort of quietness. You feel as if nothing is ever going to happen again.”
~The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe by CS Lewis
I love how CS Lewis talks to the reader throughout the Chronicles of Narnia. It’s such an old-fashioned thing to do, and it makes me just want to cuddle up in bed with these books. I will totally be reading them to my future kids.
I didn’t want to go through a bunch of my stories and choose my favorite lines, so I decided on an excerpt from one of my favorite scenes from Promising Light instead. Grace is eavesdropping on Dar and William as they talk about her and Dar’s relationship.
“Were you intimate with her?” William asked.
“No,” Dar said, his voice quiet again.
“You didn’t touch her at all?”
Grace remembered their kisses in the greenhouse, the masquerade ball, the vineyard, her stables, how they set her skin on fire, how they both wanted more, but they struggled not to go there. She had never felt like that before, and after a few months, she’d wake up and realize she’d been dreaming about him, about that line they never crossed.
“You had to have done something,” William said, skepticism in his voice.
Dar let out a breath. “Kissing, mostly.”
Grace thought of his hands on her thighs, in her hair, his lips on her neck, her hands grabbing at his shirt, dancing at his waistline.
“How did you even keep her for so long?”
By reading to her in the vineyard, laughing with her about other nobles, giving her the flower necklaces he’d made, writing her secret letters, telling her about the constellations, making lists of all the things he loved about her.
“I don’t know,” Dar said. “But it’s better now that it’s over.”
She blinked back tears. Why couldn’t things be simpler?
Emily Ward is the author of Passages, Beyond Home, Finding Fiona, and The Protectors series. One of her first stories featured a young girl whose doll came to life. The rest is history. When it comes to fiction, she writes mainly young adult, contemporary, and fantasy. Currently, she lives in Salem, Oregon with her husband Chris and their cats. Visit her website at emilyannward.com