Fictional Characters Quotes

“There were five others before they got to him. He smiled a little when his turn came. His voice was low, smoky, and dead sexy. “My name is Augustus Waters,” he said. “I’m seventeen. I had a little touch of osteosarcoma a year and a half ago, but I’m just here today at Isaac’s request.”

“And how are you feeling?” asked Patrick.

“Oh, I’m grand.” Augustus Waters smiled with a corner of his mouth. “I’m on a roller coaster that only goes up, my friend.”
― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

“I love fictional characters...they can't break your heart.”
― Julia Hall

“I do believe that characters in novels belong to their writers and their readers pretty equally. I've learned a lot of things about the characters I write from people who read about them. Readers expand them in ways I don't think of and take them to places I can't go.”
― Ann Brashares

“Some fictions become fixtures in the real city. Their stories are so powerful that they leap off the page on to the streets, irreversibly altering the place where they were set.”
― Henry Eliot, Curiocity: In Pursuit of London

“When I finished my beautiful day, I walked toward my car. I turned around and Harry was watching me through the window. We waved and I walked on to my car. He was probably still watching me—the slight sway of my hips. My plain ordinary navy blue skirt rippling like a flirt. My long legs. I purposely dropped my keys, so I’d have to bend over to pick them up. He’d enjoy that all evening when he was alone thinking of me. And the way I opened the door wide. And the way I sat in the car, leaving one foot hanging out for a bit, while I dug something out of my old plastic purse, just to be in his view longer.”
― G.M. Monks, Iola O

“Sometimes even a monster is no monster. Sometimes it's beautiful and we fall in love with all that story, more than any film or TV program could ever hope to provide. Even after a thousand pages we don't want to leave the world the writer has made for us, or the make-believe people who live there.”
― Stephen King, On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft

“She realized it was possibly the first time in her life she was feeling lust induced by an actual man and not a fictional character. This was what it felt like—writhing, hot, velvety. This was lust. And she wanted to roll in it.”
― RuNyx, Gothikana

“Good fiction can help us to expand our circle of empathy to include people unlike ourselves.- R' Eitan Levy”
― Eitan Levy

“There are threads of fiction intricately woven into our muscles. Fictional characters such as Superman, Black Panther, Wonder Woman etc., are birthed from something struggling to come alife from deep within us.”
― Nike Thaddeus

“As a child I would never have imagined that all the monsters would be human”
― Toni Rogers, The Lamb that lay down with The Wolf

“The relationship I have with my characters is complicated.”
― Nanette L. Avery

“...unlike a fictional character I do have an interior life...”
― Shoshana D. Kerewsky, Cancer, Kintsugi, Camino: A Memoir

“Fantasy is healthy when practiced with moderation. Too much fiction paralyzes responsibility and reason.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Amantes Assemble: 100 Sonnets of Servant Sultans

“She knew this day was different and worse, much worse than before. This was the day that Bethany began to believe their lies. And not only did she believe them, she silently repeated them, causing more damage to her soul and spirit than anyone else on earth could have ever done to her.”
― Katie Hubbard, Darkness Couldn't Hold Her

“Amanda herself couldn't understand why her writing was so different from her own personality. Her pen seemed to take on a life of its own when she sat before a sheaf of blank parchment paper. She wrote about characters unlike any people she had ever known... sometimes violent, brutal, always passionate; some who came to ruin and some who even triumphed in spite of their own lack of morality. Since she had no actual pattern on which to base these fictional characters, Amanda realized that their feelings, their passions, could only have come from inside herself.”
― Lisa Kleypas, Suddenly You

“There are only two things you’ll ever need to know about me, Farin—and you should know them well. I’m very smart, and I’m very rich.”
― Heather O'Brien, The Ties That Bind

“Only a society that had lost its faith in both the necessity and the divine ordinance of social distinctions and in their connection with personal virtue and merit, that experiences the daily growing power of money and sees men becoming merely what external conditions make them, but which, nevertheless, affirms the dynamism of human society, since it either owes its own ascendancy to it or promises itself that it will lead to its ascendancy, only that kind of society could reduce the drama to the categories of real space and time and develop the characters out of their material environment.”
― Arnold Hauser, The Social History of Art Volume 3: Rococo, Classicism and Romanticism

“The struggles they have to go through, and when you really love them, how much they affect you. When the characters are good, they make you care about everything else. That’s why I draw them. It probably sounds dumb, but they’re like real people to me. And this will probably sound worse, but sometimes I like them better than real people. I can empathize with characters. Real people are harder.”
― Francesca Zappia

“Writing fiction is a joint venture. The people we, directly or vaguely, base our characters on help us to write by adding their unique energy to the creation of a story. It is not just the energy that subtlely comes from recalling someone. Rather, it is the actual life force that radiates from that person. It is a powerful use of an individual’s life energy. It is co-creation.”
― Donna Goddard, Writing: A Spiritual Voice

“A delicate trace of a smile appeared on Passer’s face. Jan knew that smile well. it was not a joyous or an approving smile, but a smile of tolerance. They had always been far apart in their views, and in the rare moments when their differences became too visible, they would smile that smile to assure each other that their friendship was not in danger. 295

When things are repeated, they lose a fraction of their meaning. Or more exactly, they lose, drop by drop, the vital strength that gives them their illusory meaning. 295-6

It takes so little, a tiny puff of air, for things to shift imperceptibly, and whatever it was that a man was ready to lay down his life for a few seconds earlier seems suddenly to be sheer nonsense. 297

Whenever her mother-in-law had wanted something from them, she would weep. Weeping was her way of blaming them, and there was nothing more aggressive than her tears. 114

I calculate that two or three new fictional characters are baptized here on earth every second. 109

We shall flee rest, we shall flee sleep,
We shall outrun dawn and spring
And we shall shape days and seasons
To the measure of our dreams. 94

All mysticism is excessive. The mystic must not be afraid of ridicule if he wants to go to the limits, the limits of humility or the limits of sensual pleasure. 80”
― Milan Kundera, The Book of Laughter and Forgetting

“Fiction allows us to do something that nothing else quite does. It allows us to enter fully into the lives of other human beings...The fake characters we read about will evaporate like the morning dew, but the real ones,the true ones, will haunt us for the rest of our days.”
― Katherine Patterson

“The 'better angels of our nature' may be the ones we want leading us forward, but the worser angels are the ones that we seem to want to watch onscreen.”
― Bob Odenkirk, Comedy Comedy Comedy Drama

“There is no such thing as perfect”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel; Clockwork Prince; Clockwork Princess

“I shall go mad," she whispered to herself, perched amidst the fields of WIMBERGALE's countryside. There, in that moment, Sophia recognized that she alone held mastery over
the unfolding scene. Extending her arms and palms repeatedly, she presented an enticing offering to the natural seed-eaters of the Columbidae family. This ritual persisted for
hours, gradually evolving into a customary midday practice, a cherished routine that connected Sophia intimately with the rhythms of nature.
-The Invisible Thread”
― Aya Bachir

“You can't handle my strongest potions!”
― Potion Seller

“Khawla move!" Altan was shouting now, desperation clawing his insides. He wouldn't reach her in time, even if he tried. But he couldn't watch her get carried away. "Khawla!"

He would lose her again.”
― Fatimah A. Bass, The Little Queen of Sheba

“Silence hung in the air like a cheap tapestry.”
― Varric Tethras

“The quiet strength of a gentle heart often surpasses the roar of a tempestuous soul.”
― Zane Zubin, FARLEY STREET

“There are no ghosts in this story, I say to Davis.
Oh yeah? Then show me where the people are.
I look up at him. What people?
Davis waves the pages I've left on my tray so they flap in the air. These people, he says. I can see them, I can hear them, I know them, but they're not in this room. They're not on this block.
They're not in this prison or this town or this country or even this same world as you and me. They're in some other place.
[…]
They're ghosts, brother, he says. Not alive, not dead.
An in-between thing.
[…]
You could say that about any story there is, I tell him.
Now you're singing my song, brother.”
― Jennifer Egan, The Keep

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