Ya Ya Famous Quotes & Sayings
100 Ya Ya Famous Sayings, Quotes and Quotation.
The soft aroma of old worn cotton from a linen chest, the lingering smell of tobacco on an angora sweater; Jergen's hand lotion, sauteed green peppers and onions; the sweet, nutty smell of peanut butter and bananas, the oaken smell of good bourbon. A combination of lily of the valley, cedar, vanilla, and somewhere, the lingering of old rose. These smells are older than any thought. Mama, Teensy, Neecie, and Caro, each one of them had an individual scent, to be sure. But this is the Gumbo of their scents. This is the Gumbo Ya-Ya. This is the internal vial of perfume I carry with me everywhere I go.— Rebecca Wells
Slowly, he pulled back and set me carefully on the ground, his forehead touched mine, and he looked at me. "That the girl who said something to you last semester?"— Cambria Hebert
"How'd you know?"
"Thought I was gonna have to restrain ya." He smiled. "You were about to throw down."
"I probably would have embarrassed myself," I confided. I moved so our noses touched as well as our foreheads.
"I'd have bet money on you." He pressed a quick kiss to my lips before bending down to the mess I made on the sidewalk.
Sometimes, in the stillness of my room, my mom's voice came to me, repeating things she'd said for months. Like, "My skin is melting off my face, isn't it?" And, "My whole body feels dead from the crap they're pouring into me. Do I look green to you?" And, "When I'm naked, I can see my heart beating.— Laura Anderson Kurk
We were the new people here. We weren't part of their group. We had to prove ourselves.— Heather Brewer
When I talk about money. All you see is the struggle. When I tell ya, I'm livin' large, you tell me, its trouble.— Tupac Shakur
I still have the scars from when they captured me and beat me in the middle of the street."— Amy Tintera
"You don't get scars."
"Emotional scars then.
Shut the front door!" Jenna exclaimed.— Laura Kreitzer
Andrew disappeared into the foyer, and when he returned, his eyebrows were furrowed in confusion. "The door is shut?
My own drawing was a house made of books, but where there should have been a door, there was a book, and where there should have been windows, there were books, and where the chimney should have been open to let the smoke out, a book was covering the hole, so if anyone was in the house, they couldn't get out. They'd suffocate, to be found years later, a desiccated corpse still marking its place in the book it had been reading with a knobby finger bone, head caved in by an avalanche of fallen books. As I said, I liked books.— Nova Ren Suma
I am girl of definitions, of logic, of black and white.— Cecelia Ahern
Remember this.
I've always been fond of Tim Drake/Robin. I suppose it's the YA writer in me. I enjoy the intensity of young, smart heroes. I'd love to write him in either graphic or prose form.— Cynthia Leitich Smith
You think this necklace is a tailsman?"— Abbi Glines
"Yep, I'm not stupid Leif. I hang with Death, ya know.
He must have been handsome when he was alive and was handsome still, although made monstrous by his pallor and her awareness of what he was. His mouth looked soft, his cheekbones as sharp as blades, and his jaw curved, giving him an off-kilter beauty. His black hair a mad forest of dirty curls.— Holly Black
How could I let this happen? How could I let it get this far? I never thought Malyn would have the same feelin's for me as I did for her. I'm dead, for goodness sakes. It's not like we can live happily ever after. I can't live at all.— Janae Mitchell
Hey, y'know what money can buy? A solid gold gun. That shoots diamond bullets.— Daniel Way
I call it "The Compensator". Whatta ya think?
Okay, try this on for size, Tall, Dark and Handsome. I won't be born for almost seven hundred hundred years. How's that strike you?— Lisa Tawn Bergren
Do good. That's all any of us can do.— Emlyn Chand
I just shook hands with a naked goddess. What was that she called you? She-ya-han? Does that mean dumbass in Old Irish or something?— Kevin Hearne
Don't Fear the Reaper.— Rae Hachton
Waking up the next morning was torture. I dragged myself to the bathroom feeling like I'd been thrown against a brick wall. Repeatedly. By the Hulk.— K.J. McPike
Will you be okay or is there something I could help you with?"— Kelly Hashway
"I'm just going to change in to comfy clothes and hit the sheets."
"And what's the verdict on whether or not you want my help with that?" He flashed a cocky smile at me. He was undeniably sexy, in an "I-have-poison-blood-in-my-veins" sort of way.
Since he didn't seem to understand the situation, I felt it my duty to enlighten him. "Wrong. You started this stupid rumor and half the school probably believes it's true. Now you have to stick around and pretend to be my boyfriend to convince everyone I don't have sex with random guys. Not to mention the fact that if you'd kept your mouth shut about getting laid, you wouldn't be in this situation."— Chris Cannon
He raised a brow. "So you're my punishment?
In an unexpected move, Bryce reached for my hand and pulled me to his side. "Play along. We'll straighten this out later."— Chris Cannon
Good Lord, the school hottie was touching me. It felt like I'd won some sort of geek-girl lottery. And depending on how this played out, Bryce could be the answer to my boyfriend problems. If he wanted me to cover for him, then he needed to help me with my overprotective brothers.
You sure you're not just trying to get into my pants? I joked, but I was already trying to figure out what one wears to a detox session in her boyfriend's dungeon-like bedroom.— Cherie Colyer
It washed all over me and through me, into the floor and then it was gone. I never cried for my Da again after that, and God's presence has been with me ever since. - Adien MacRae, BETWEEN— Cyndi Tefft
As a man, I instantly became aware of the gold in her hair, her height measured against mine, and how easily she'd fit in my arms. ~Ren— Colleen Houck
We promised we'd all stay in touch. Even joked about a yearly reunion. These kinds of goodbyes are the scary goodbyes. The goodbyes where you know the chances of seeing each other again are very slim.— Estelle Maskame
We must seek the truth, not revenge." -Michelle— Lydhia Marie
His gaze settles on my lips for a few seconds, then slides up to meet mine. Oh Gods, how my hearts pound. The heat of a blush sneaks up my neck and makes itself at home on my cheeks, leaving a blazing trail in its wake. Sani can definitely hear my frenzied pulse. Hell, as loud as it is, my father can probably hear it from here.— Sarah Nicolas
Do you hear that?" he says.— Sarah Nicolas
"You mean the crashing thunder and pounding rain?"
He shakes his head. I listen closely, trying to filter o
ut the sounds of the storm.
Then I hear it. A whooshing sound with a fast buzzing underne
ath it. It's so, so familiar
but I can't quite put my finger on it. A very definite blac
k spot appears among the dark gray
clouds. The spot lengthens horizontally.
The puzzle pieces click into place and I get the full pictur
e: Fighter jet. Headed straight
for us. It could be a coincidence, right? F-22 Raptors fly
low through giant thunderstorms over
major metropolitan areas in the middle of the night a
ll the time. Right.
My illusions of a coincidence are shattered - by a mis
sile flying straight at me. It would
seem this guy has infrared, too. I mean, missiles? Really?
Isn't that a bit overkill? I start flying
away, but Sani stops me.
"Dive!
I stared at him. Did he really just say that? Did he remember? The way he looked back at me, one eyebrow raised, I knew he did. And this time, I was the one to look away. Because I remembered. I remembered everything.— Jenny Han
When life hands you a lemon, say, 'Oh yeah, I like lemons! What else ya got?— Henry Rollins
In a near-by clearing, Cricket and How-Ya-Do came upon a ridiculously comical sight.— Darwun St. James
It was an extra-large hyper-manic bird yelling at the funniest looking Crawfish that she had ever seen. The Crawfish stood over a foot tall, which just does not happen, and he was wearing a light-blue beanie and gold chains around his neck.
She's familiar. My only familiar thing in a world of inconsistency and confusion.— Colleen Hoover
Joseph, you're out of clean towels." Lucia poked her head into the living room, the rest of her hidden behind the wall. Her red hair dripped water onto my wooden floors.— Laura Kreitzer
"She's in the buff." Jenna guffawed. Gabriella rolled her eyes, beaming.
I rose. "Go back to the bathroom. I'll bring you a towel," I ordered Lucia. She disappeared down the hall.
"You have naked angels running around your house," Jenna continued through her laughter. Gabby laughed louder.
The distance between us feels too close, too far, too close.— Stephanie Perkins
This treadmill lifestyle ain't workin for me ...— Phonte
It's from ya crib to ya lab to ya job to make a profit,
And at the day's end you still got nothing accomplished.
You think your children are better than mine? Ha! When yours were out playing with gold, mine were out fighting for survival. You taught your children to roll in money when I taught mine what it means to be strong.— S.R. Crawford
Wow I can't belive I won,— Taylor Swift
This is awesome,
Don't trip and fall,
I'm gonna get to thank the fans,
This is so cool,
Oh kany'e west is here,
Cool haircut,
What are ya doing there ...
Ouch ...
I guess I'm not gonna get to thank the fans
What kind of people?— Brenna Yovanoff
The dead kind. The still-walking-around kind. The reeking, stinking, rotting-from-the-inside-out kind. Toothy and grinning, nasty with the dark and the dust of abandoned strip mines. But none of that was the whole truth. They were more than that. - page 135
Then her imagination ran away with her. In Beckit's head, her super-hot former stalker was just about to kiss all of her sorrows away.— M.A. Wilder
In real life, he was simply removing a small glop of toothpaste that had ended up on the outside of Beckit's mouth.
Nice. Wonderful. Faaantastic.
Beckit cringed inside as her embarrassment was rivaled only by her newfound hatred for wandering fluoride.
And everything you get, ya gotta work hard for it.— The Notorious B.I.G.
The minute grains of sand slipped silently down the curved hourglass, no matter how many times the people of Earth willed them not to. Time, fate and the actions of others were out of their control.— S.R. Crawford
When the time comes, don't be afraid to open the door, just make sure you choose the right one.— Alex E. Carey
Great! I hope different police officers are here this time."— Terry Spear
"Might be, but we're in the same police jurisdiction. I'm certain from the last time you were here, they probably have a record about you. What was it you said? You were playing some game re-enactment the last time you were injured?"
"Yes. How did your brother come up the idea of a paint-ball game? That's a good one."
"He's played them here before. He would like to bring the game back to our world, but we fight for real.
She pressed the veil against her cheeks, letting it drink up her tears.— Maggie L. Wood
In the dream, Tana's mother loved her more than anyone or anything. More than death.— Holly Black
I ain't mad ma, see you on ya bummy swag I'm in that money green Jag, lot of money bags— Nicki Minaj
The two of us are lIke sunshine and the rain. Together... We are the wellspring of all life. But between us, there will will bloom no flowers. We shall bear no fruit. For us, all of time... Shall be evergreen.— Yuyuko Takemiya
"And that's fine. I will be here always. To you... I give eternity."
Hotaka
I dreamed I was buying new shoes last night," said Ron. "What d'ya think that's gonna mean?"— J.K. Rowling
"Probably that you're going to be eaten by a giant marshmallow or something," said Harry.
There was really way too much hotness going on back there.— Aileen Erin
Home should never be dark or full of shadows and secrets. It should be bright and full of open doors. It should be full of stories wanting to be told.— Travis Thrasher
You are the monster I claim, mein Herr.— S. Jae-Jones
Why the hell didn't faerie food come with a warning written in bold letters: MADE IN LA LA LAND. EATING WILL OPEN YOU UP TO FAERIE ATTACKS.— Cherie Colyer
When you down and out don't nobody trust ya, but when you got bread it seems like everybody love ya.— Lil Boosie
So how's that hopey changey stuff working out for ya?— Sarah Palin
Natural isn't the same as right. Normal isn't the same as moral. Everyone deserves a say in what happens to the world.— Audrey Greathouse
Annella frantically searched through the sea of people, afraid she was about to drown. Then relief washed over her when she met her father's gaze and made her way back to him. But as she stepped closer, all pleasure left her. A crimson liquid pooled over the fingers that he held to his throat.— Victoria Roberts
"Anne," he choked out....
A piercing scream traveled through the streets of Venice.
Surely there was at least one other girl on campus not sporting a French pedicure (do girls really think we're fooled by the little white lines painted across their toenails?), who had some black in her wardrobe, and actually thought about things. You know, someone who knew the word French could imply more than just a way to kiss.— Veronica Wolff
Can you even have human nature if you don't have the capacity to feel?" I ask.— Ellis Adler
"Do you mean on some kind of existentialist 'what are we if not the things we feel' kind of way?" I don't know what he means by existentialist. I say as much. He laughs. I entertain the idea of stabbing him for several minutes.
I went to this beautiful place where the ground moved underneath me and the air was a part of me, and where time stopped. It was amazing and wonderful. But God sent me back, back to my body, back to you. - Lindsey Water— Cyndi Tefft
Taking a deep breath that smelled of rain, she was poised to move when a hand clasped her elbow. Memories of another hand grabbing her sent panic shooting through her veins.— C.C. Hunter
She swung around.
"Whoa. You okay?" Lucas lightened his clasp around her arm.
Kylie caught her breath and stared up at the werewolf's blue eyes. "Yeah. You just ... surprised me. You need to whistle when you come up on me.
Mom, I feel good. This dress makes me feel like someone I didn't know I could be. I've never owned anything like it. But if when you see this - when you see me- you think it's a pity, that it's a shame I didn't lose a few, then screw you, Mom. Try harder.— Julie Murphy
Michael staggered to his feet and turned to face his worst nightmare. Baal stood before him, a smirk on his face. He wore his signature grey, pinstripe, three-piece suit, and casually twisted his pinky ring on his long and slender well-manicured finger. As it rotated Michael caught a glimpse of the rubies in the skull's eye sockets. His black hair was slicked back, the sight of his false appearance made Michael sick to his stomach.— Wendy Owens
I come to oil country with a book about radicals who wish for the end of pipelines. But that's not what it's about. It's the friction point of prosperity and concern, ability and disability, the loss of bodily presence and the gain of ghost messages. It's misplaced outrage and well-placed courage. It's banjo song and smoke in your eye. Stories hinge there, swinging this way and that.— Kate Inglis
Darkness doesn't have fingers that twist into my flesh.— S.M. Parker
yo who is mad dusty ya we all noe who is the person who hatrzzz there the dustyz— Noah Adams
Wishing that I could stay right here in this moment of not doing, but simply being, forever.— Rachel Harris
Reaching out, I grab his hand and intertwine my fingers with his. And I move into his space until we're not even an inch from each other. Laying my forehead on his chest, I take a deep breath and feel his whole body relax, as if tension is rolling off his body in waves.— Elizabeth Norris
I was always the kid who loved the smell of gasoline.
His free hand comes up, and his fingers slip through my hair before his hand settles between my shoulder blades.
"Ben," I say into his shirt.
"Janelle," he whispers back, and I can feel his mouth against my hair. I can feel him smile.
On Algebra - We're a month into it, and I'm planning to start a real protest movement, one to have X and Y removed from the alphabet. Z is also suspect as far as I'm concerned ... Damn it! They put a man on the moon; can't they find some way to end the scourge of Algebra?— Huston Piner
Sleep tight, ya morons!— J.D. Salinger
When you're reading Thoreau you look at Hollywood differently, let me tell ya!— Emile Hirsch
All this bunch of so-called 'adults' was doing was making enemies of one another when what they really needed to be concentrating on was how to get out alive.— Jonathan L. Howard
Gabe realized he was standing there alone, with a goofy smile on his face. Limping inside, he closed the door behind him, her words still lingering in his mind. Gabe wanted more than anything to be able to choose happiness. He wanted a rain storm to make him smile. He desired that the simple task of cooking would make him dance. To Gabe, however, it didn't seem as simple as just making a choice. He hoped her joy was contagious, because he was in uncharted territories.— Wendy Owens
All groups are a little intimidated by ya show of power. I mean who ever thought the monarchy was dead didn't realize it changed zip codes. - Cross— Mira Monroe
She wondered if he thought this was all a lark, a game. She'd been to Disney World once. There the fairies were cute and sweet and didn't attempt to kill the visitors. Living here wasn't anything like the human faerie fairs or theme parks.— Terry Spear
She's right in some ways. She doesn't need a shrink. But she does need to remember. I need her to remember; remember and still choose me. Choose us.— Christine Fonseca
He smiled. "we go inside."— Courtney Allison Moulton
"I'm going to get tetanus in there." I grumbled.
"Don't go rolling in piles of dirt and rusty nails and you'll be fine."
"You're an ass.
but perhaps it will help if we all realize that perhaps all of us have been pests at one time or another to somebody but we never knew it. shit, it's a horrible thought but most probably true and maybe it will help us bear up under the pest. basically, there is no 100 percent man. we are all run through with various madnesses and uglinesses that we ourselves are not aware of but that everybody else is aware of. how ya gonna keep us down on the farm?— Charles Bukowski
It's not that I can't live without you; it's that I don't want to. There's a difference. We all make choices in life and I choose you.— J. Sterling
My heart belongs to you. And I'm not asking for it back, even if you won't want it anymore. I'm just asking for a chance to have your again. I promise I'll be more careful with it this time.
The practice of lying is concerned with attempting to overlay a thin paper substitute atop the world that exists in order that it seem to suit your purposes. But the Swallow Man didn't need the world to suit him. He could make himself suit whatever world it pleased him to agree existed.— Gavriel Savit
Are you scared of me now?" She wanted the truth.— Llarjme
"More than ever." He had lowered his guard, putting himself at her mercy, because running away had only served to make him understand that he could never run away from who he was.
That creature's staying?' It figured. Her daughter-in-law transforming into an animal? No problem. Having to take care of a cat? Crisis. (Sydney Sage-Ivashkov)— Richelle Mead
Well, the only reason we're friends is because you can rock a tweed suit," she informed, tone mock serious. "So if you want to keep me around, I expect more tweed.— Laura Kreitzer
Maybe the Society was right all along. From the very beginning, that's what they called her. A time bomb.— Laura Kreitzer
Tick, tick, tick.
She had gone through the veil and returned to Earth. But the veil only opens one way.— S.K.N. Hammerstone
Sir, no amount of money, no matter how vast, could induce me to stroll, perambulate, promenade, or engage in any form of locomotion with you whatsoever. Good evening.— Jennifer Donnelly
These five teens are convinced it was not a prank. They all believe this is the beginning of the zombie apocalypse we hear so much about. But I'm not so sure I believe their story - not this close to Halloween."— R.L. Stine
The girl with the ponytail frowned at him. "I know what I saw," she said. "They are here!
Hello, Lady Witch," he said, breaking into a brazen grin. "Sorry to see you're laid up again."— Josephine Angelini
"Occupational hazard," Lily mumbled...
Everyone has to die at some point, so the thought of passing on together while holding hands with my one true love has always sounded like an amazing fairy tale. It reminds me of the old Shakespearean play Romeo and Juliet, and of the powerful love they shared.— Shannon Duffy
its better to know some question than all answers -James Thurber— R.J. Palacio
But there's something fundamentally wrong in a system where a girl like Meredith would even consider staying with a boy like Dylan if she has the chance to be free of him.— Amy Engel
He would die in this room, buried alive by the weight of his life.— Christine Fonseca
I was in Nashville, Tennessee last year. After the show I went to a Waffle House. I'm not proud of it, I was hungry. And I'm alone, I'm eating and I'm reading a book, right? Waitress walks over to me: 'Hey, whatcha readin' for?' Isn't that the weirdest fuckin' question you've ever heard? Not what am I reading, but what am I reading FOR? Well, goddamnit, ya stumped me! Why do I read? Well ... hmmm ... I dunno ... I guess I read for a lot of reasons and the main one is so I don't end up being a fuckin' waffle waitress.— Bill Hicks
I think, because ... well, I like the idea of coming up with a story that never existed before, but I don't really want to be in charge. I don't want to be famous. I guess I like the idea of sitting in the dark and knowing that I created the thing on screen, that it's my story, but, like, no-one else has to know it was me. Does that make sense?— Melissa Keil
I can't face losin' ya, Riley. Yer all I got left in this world.— Jana Oliver
That brutal honesty again. He'd peeled away more armor, and this time he'd exposed his heart.
Boy, you better check that tone. (Wulf)— Sherrilyn Kenyon
Yeah, yeah, ya scare me. I'm even wetting my pants while in your terrifying, gut-wrenching presence. See me shiver and quiver? Ooo, ahhh, ooo. (Chris)
Before Gabe could react, he watched helplessly as Rachel slipped backwards and out of sight into the mountainside, a crumbling wall now the only thing he could see.— Wendy Owens
"Rachel!" Gabe shouted, rushing forward. Before Gabe could reach her Haim, being closer to where she had fallen through, leapt into the gaping hole after her. The group now only heard Haim's cries echoing in the darkness as they drifted further away.
Who cares about a test? There will be a million more quizzed in your life.— Holly Black
You can stand in the middle of a street and let the drops fall on you and feel refreshed. It's like God's little sprinkler.— Travis Thrasher
She took particular comfort in certain familiar sights and sounds that marked her day: the buzz of the fluorescent lights, the pale figures sprawled silent and motionless over their reading, the reassuring feel of her book cart as she wheeled it down the aisle, and the books themselves, symbols of order on their backs - young adulthood reduced to "YA," mystery reduced to a tiny red skull.— T.E.D. Klein
