#novels

Novels tend to end as the Paternoster begins: with the kingdom of God on earth. ↗

— Karl Wilhelm Friedrich Schlegel

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For the novels I wrote before selling anything, I didn't outline much. I had a vague idea of the story. ↗

— George Stephen

#before #had #i #idea #much

I do have two data identities. I have my name, Bruce Sterling, which is my public name under which I write novels. I also have my other name, which is my legal name under which I own property and vote. ↗

— Bruce Sterling

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There were a lot of adventure books for boys, historical novels by Kenneth Roberts, and whatever mystery novels the alarmed librarian imagined might not corrupt an eager but innocent youth. ↗

— Peter Straub

#alarmed #books #corrupt #eager #historical

When I wrote The Onion Field, I realized that my first two novels were just practice. ↗

— Joseph Wambaugh

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After these three novels I gave up writing novels for a time; I was dissatisfied with romantic doom, yet didn't see much way around it. ↗

— Nicholas Mosley

#around #dissatisfied #doom #gave #i

I would have told you earlier, but as it was your birthday . . . What do you give the man who has everything? I thought I’d give you . . . me.” He puts the keychain down on the bedside table and snuggles in beside me, pulling me into his arms against his chest so that we’re spooning. “It’s perfect. Like you. ↗

— E.L. James

#novel

Once I learned, I went online and ordered every romance novel I could find. They're fairy tales for grown-ups. ↗

— Gena Showalter

#fairy-tales #romance-novels #novel

If you're waiting for me to declare my undying love for you, I can't do that yet, blood-bond or no blood-bond. If you think I'm the swoony type of heroine you find in romance novels, who'll fall into your arms just because you saved me from an alternate reality or whatever, get ready to leave empty handed, because I don't want to be caught. ↗

— Dianna Hardy

#amy-and-pueblo #independence #love #reality #romance

I was where my heart held out hope that someday I would be again. It was the reason I never forgot him. My heart had held onto him. And as he clung to me, as he soothed me, held me, I felt everything begin to relax. ↗

— Rebecca Ethington

#romantic-love #love