Best 18 quotes in «holden quotes» category

I'm just like any other person you can meet and greet on the street and like or not like. I'm not Holden or Humbert. You can really touch me! If you don't believe me, come to Aristod right now. Come hold and hump me!

We will never be perfect or without flaws, the lives we've been given are not like that. But, Lily, in my heart, you are perfect for me. Perfectly mine.

I turn in my seat, cup her face and kiss her. Jude groans. Duke joins him and Bradie laughs. I turn to Jude. "Sorry. You're probably going to be seeing a lot of that. Your sister is completely in love with me." Jude smiles at me. "You can do better.

When was the last time you were with a man? In the Biblical sense." "I thought the Bible frowned on that." That made him chuckle. "You're talking to a preacher's son here. The Bible frowns on many things, and yet seems good on slavery and selling your daughters, so I'm thinking it's schizophrenic at best.

Is this okay?" she whispered, her breath hot against my skin. "God, yes," I panted, the entire forest disappearing around me. It was only her. Only her fresh scent, the feel of her weight on top of me, her hands, her skin, her lips. Only her.

There’s nothing to give away. I get so exhausted being what people want me to be that when I’m on my own, I enjoy being nothing to no one. You have no idea how tiring it is always being someone else.

Holden Caulfield is the best character in literature, period.

Everybody who has ever read Sandman knows exactly what the Sandman looks like, which is more than anybody who has ever read The Catcher in the Rye can say about Holden Caufield.

Did you kiss me?” “What? Why would you think that?” His smirking face seemed to give nothing away. “You bastard! Who cops a feel on an unconscious man?” “Not me. I like my feelees conscious.

For hevene myghte nat holden it, so was it hevy of hymself,Til it hadde of the erthe eten his fille.And whan it hadde of this fold flessh and blood taken,Was nevere leef upon lynde lighter therafter,And portatif and persaunt as the point of a nedle,That myghte noon armure it lette ne none heighe walles.Forthi is love ledere of the Lordes folk of hevene,And a meene, as the mair is, [inmiddes] the kyng and the commune.

Detective Castilla, your Secret is safe with me." She blinked with surprise, and I groaned. "God, Holden. How long have you been waiting to use that line?" "About three years." "And in three years you couldn't find any room for improvment?

He was more important than my arms or legs; he was the blood that used to flow through my veins, the air in my lungs...

Baker's point of view: Femi directed her cat eyes to me with a devious glint in them. "So you've been banging the boss's daughter." I choked on my sandwich. She raised an eyebrow. "That's pretty gutsy, Baker." Holden pinched the bridge of his nose and an angry vein popped out of his forehead.

Holden's point of view: 'I didn't say anything for the rest of the trip to Barker's house. Quintus kept talking until I could feel a vein twitching in my forehead. I had never been so happy to see Baker in my life than when his house finally came into view.

Holden's thoughts: "I left my house not quite sure what happened. I should have never let Baker and Liv become friends. Should have know they would team up on me. Now, I was suddenly the errand boy -- that was Baker's job. Damn it, I hated Christmas.

He looks up and notices the Plexiglas box on the rickety shelf above the toilet and his eyes grow two sizes bigger. He looks at me and back at the trophy. "Is that a fucking Stanley Cup ring?" "Yeah. Jude's first," I explain. "He gave it to my dad. Dad used to keep it here. It was a prized possession in his favorite place." "In the shitter?" Holden is both stunned and horrified as he rises to his feet and leans forward to admire it. "He kept it on his dresser, where he could see it first thing in the morning and last thing at night." I say and I almost smile as I explain the rest. "But Sadie, Dixie and I always move it to the bathroom. At first, Jude actually thought Dad kept it there, but then he realized it was our way of keeping him humble. Reminding him rings and trophies mean shit to us. He still has to be a good person." Holden chuckles and I'm surprised by how good it feels to make him laugh. "You girls sure know how to keep a guy in place ... and dishonor a symbol of the hardest trophy to win in sports.

If you're worried about some weird client-contractor rule you're breaking, keep in mind I didn't hire you. I didn't want you here at all." His lip quirks up in the corner. "But now you love me." I smile back at him. "I'm pretty sure fucking your client is a bigger broken rule than just having them do manual labor for you.

I don't know how breeder marriages ever work, since the wife never seems to understand.