Pinched Quotes

1. "You are the least sane person I've had themisfortune to meet."The corners of her eyes pinched a little, just for thebarest second, then cleared. "Well, there are plentymore people for you to meet, Mr. Merrick, so do notgive up hope yet." But the tone of her voice was fartoo cheerful.He watched her for a moment. Watched as herface cleared of anything remotely hurt or upset. "Doyou object to being called insane or my saying that Ihad the misfortune of meeting you?""Neither, of course."He drummed his finger on the desk, irritated and,God, how did people live feeling guilty about things?"You are just fine as you are," he said gruffly.Her expression froze for a moment, then bloomedinto a smile that would slay demons."
Author: Anne Mallory

2. "His quick eyes seemed to miss nothing, and she couldn't hide themotion of her fingers squeezing the fabric of her skirts. His gaze rose back to her face, lingering on herlips, then meeting her eyes. Even giving away her nerves with the telltale sign of her pinched fingers, sherefused to look away."Andreas, I think I've fallen in love.""Roman." There was a wealth of unspoken meaning in that one word, so darkly uttered. But Roman'stoo-beautiful mouth crooked, head cocked, eyes watching."
Author: Anne Mallory

3. "For a moment, or a second, the pinched expressions of the cynical, world-weary, throat-cutting, miserable bastards we've all had to become disappears, when we're confronted with something as simple as a plate of food."
Author: Anthony Bourdain

4. "I too was pinched off from a piece of clay, I too modeled by omnipotence and flankedby things too wonderful for me"
Author: Bryana Johnson

5. "There she is." Alec spotted his sister and waved her over, looking relieved. "Over here. And watch out for the phouka.""Watch out for the phouka?" Jace repeated, glancing toward a thin brown-skinned man in a green paisley vest who eyed Isabelle thoughtfully as she walked by."He pinched me when I passed him earlier," Alec said stiffly. "In a highly personal area.""I hate to break it to you, but if he's interested in your highly personal areas, he probably isn't interested in your sister's."
Author: Cassandra Clare

6. "North Korea is a famine state. In the fields, you can see people picking up loose grains of rice and kernels of corn, gleaning every scrap. They look pinched and exhausted. In the few, dingy restaurants in the city, and even in the few modern hotels, you can read the Pyongyang Times through the soup, or the tea, or the coffee. Morsels of inexplicable fat or gristle are served as 'duck.' One evening I gave in and tried a bowl of dog stew, which at least tasted hearty and spicy—they wouldn't tell me the breed—but then found my appetite crucially diminished by the realization that I hadn't seen a domestic animal, not even the merest cat, in the whole time I was there."
Author: Christopher Hitchens

7. "I'm not broken,' he repeated. 'Although at the moment . . . ' This was what came of violating the sentimentality quota. Everything he kept bottled inside him came out. He shut his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. 'At the moment,' he muttered numbly, 'I may be coming a bit unraveled."
Author: Courtney Milan

8. "First, stand up and place your hands in the V formed where your torso meets your legs. You know what I am talking about. Push your hands into the V and push your butt back as your hands disappear into the folds. That is the movement of a good morning. Yes, keep your head up, shoulder blades pinched back, and hold a big chest, but the movement is simply increasing the V. If you do it right — even with no weight — you will feel the hamstrings stretching."
Author: Dan John

9. "He pinched the remaining chapters' pages delicately between his fingers and sighed. He always hated reaching the end of a good book."
Author: David S.E. Zapanta

10. "Legs pinched together like bread loafs in a shared pan, linebackers in adjacent seats flying coach fare, chubby cats eating from a single dish."
Author: Dennis Vickers

11. "She pinched her lips tight together, like someone considering a foul smell, three-legged dog, ugly baby."
Author: Dennis Vickers

12. "O sweet spontaneous earth how often have the doting fingers of prurient philosophers pinched and poked thee , has the naughty thumb of science prodded thy beauty . how often have religions taken thee upon their scraggy knees squeezing and buffeting thee that thou mightest conceive gods (but true to the incomparable couch of death thy rhythmic lover thou answerest them only with spring)"
Author: E.E. Cummings

13. "I gave him my heart, and he took and pinched it to death; and flung it back to me. People feel with their hearts, Ellen, and since he has destroyed mine, I have not power to feel for him."
Author: Emily Brontë

14. "I never had any childhood, for the word means sunshine and freedom from care. I had a starved and pinched little childhood, as far as love and merriment go."
Author: Frank Leslie

15. "You called me ‘Fluttershy.' As in the My Little Pony, ‘Fluttershy?'""Oh." He looked a little taken aback for a second. "Yeah." He sucked in his lips, pinched them between his teeth, and then shrugged. "What can I say? You're just like her. You care more about animals than you do your own safety. I'm gonna have to kidnap a rabbit and threaten you with bunnicide unless you come quietly back to the castle with me.""What?" Diana felt her eyes go wide. "You heard me," he said before he took another long swig and swallowing hard. He lowered the bottle and leaned up against the kitchen counter. "And you know I'm right.""About kidnapping a bunny?" She felt bewildered."
Author: Heather Killough Walden

16. "Germaine, on the other hand, was a whore from the cradle; she was thoroughly satisfied with her role, enjoyed it in fact, except when her stomach pinched or her shoes gave out, little surface things of no account, nothing that ate into her soul, nothing that created torment. Ennui! That was the worst she ever felt. Days there were, no doubt, when she had a bellyful, as we say – but no more than that! Most of the time she enjoyed it – or gave the illusion of enjoying it. It made a difference, of course, whom she went with – or came with. But the principal thing was a man. A man! That was what she craved. A man with something between his legs that could tickle her, that could make her writhe in ecstasy, make her grab that bushy twat of hers with both hands and rub it joyfully, boastfully, proudly, with a sense of connection, a sense of life. That was the only place where she experienced any life – down there where she clutched herself with both hands."
Author: Henry Miller

17. "F*ck, Cassie. What do you want to hear? How much I hate myself for getting drunk that night and losing the only girl in my life I've ever trusted and truly loved? How I called Dean fifty times a day for weeks begging him to tell me how I could get you back? Do you want to hear how fucking weak and pathetic I think I am for not being able to tell her no that night, when I knew what was at stake? His eyebrows pinched together and his jaw tensed as his emotions spilled out into the night air. "Do you want to hear how I tried to talk her out of keeping this baby so that it wouldn't fuck everything up? How I begged her not to keep it, told her I'd pay for everything, I'd drive her there and give her money after it was all over, just to please not to this to me. And then how much of an asshole I felt after that too? Who tells someone that?"
Author: J. Sterling

18. "Havens reached into his ear and pinched enough of the latex with his fingernails to withdraw the device. He dropped it on the ground and crushed it under his foot. He didn't care if it was found. It was French-made. Procured for that very purpose. F*** overwatch. Screw the French."
Author: J.T. Patten

19. "Varina was breathing hard through her nose, her face pinched, not unlike a child's. "You don't know how mad you can make people," she said. "I had tender feelings for you once, whether you knew it or not. But you're a shit, Dave Robicheaux."
Author: James Lee Burke

20. "His fingers gouged into my leg harder. "My sister was in that cafeteria," he said. "She saw her friends die, thanks to you and that puke boyfriend of yours. She still has nightmares about it. He got what he deserved, but you got a free pass. That ain't right. You should've died that day, Sister Death. Everyone wishes you would have. Look around. Where is Jessica, if she wants you here so bad? Even the friends you came here with don't want to be with you.""Let go of me," I said again, pulling on his fingers. But he only pinched tighter."Your boyfriend isn't the only one who can get his hands on a gun," he said. Slowly he eased himself up to standing again. He reached into the waistband of his jeans and pulled out something small and dark. He pointed it at me, and when the moonlight hit it, I gasped and pressed myself against the barn wall."
Author: Jennifer Brown

21. "No!" he cried and his face pinched with frustration and pain. "I don't want to hear more reasons why we shouldn't be together. No more confessions to explain why you want to run away from what we share." "Julian," she attempted to interrupt again, but he held up a trembling hand.His dark gaze held hers. "I have moved heaven and earth to bring you back to me. I refuse to let you leave again. You are mine and you shall be mine for the rest of my life. Not as my mistress, but as my wife. And if you don't say yes, I shall be forced to drag you into Hyde Park and make love to you in plain view of everyone. Then you will have to accept my proposal in order to save your reputation." His face softened. "I love you, Cecilia."
Author: Jess Michaels

22. "No, I have made sure of that over the past few weeks, hell, over the past few years. But I want to correct that. I…" He hesitated. "I love you, Mariah." Her mouth dropped open and she stared at him. She was dreaming. Except when she pinched herself, she remained just where she was, only with a sore spot tingling her arm."I do want a wife," he continued. "To protect me as much as I protect her. To be a partner. A friend. A lover. That wife is you. It could only ever be you."
Author: Jess Michaels

23. "It surprised him that she was the one who looked stricken with fear, as if she were a prisoner in the passenger seat and saw the fast-approaching collision seconds before the drive could react to it. Bonnie pinched her lower lip with her teeth and stared at Jack as if she were transfixed--as if he were the upcoming accident, and, even though she saw him coming, she couldn't turn away."
Author: John Irving

24. "I turned in my seat. Will's face was in shadow and I couldn't quite make it out.‘Just hold on. Just for a minute.'‘Are you all right?' I found my gaze dropping towards his chair, afraid some part of him was pinched, or trapped, that I had got something wrong.‘I'm fine. I just . . . 'I could see his pale collar, his dark suit jacket a contrast against it.‘I don't want to go in just yet. I just want to sit and not have to think about . . . ' He swallowed.Even in the half-dark it seemed effortful.‘I just . . . want to be a man who has been to a concert with a girl in a red dress. Just for a few minutes more.'I released the door handle.‘Sure.'I closed my eyes and lay my head against the headrest, and we sat there together for a while longer, two people lost in remembered music, half hidden in the shadow of a castle on a moonlit hill."
Author: Jojo Moyes

25. "Just hold on. Just for a minute." "Are you all right ?"I found my gaze dropping towards his chair, afraid some part of him was pinched, or trapped, that I had got something wrong."I'm fine. I just...I don't want to go in just yet. I just want to sit and not have to think about...I just...want to be a man who has been to a concert with a girl in a red dress. Just for a few minutes more..."
Author: Jojo Moyes

26. "The end of suffering does not justify the suffering, what a mess I am, I thought, what a fool, how foolish and narrow, how worthless, how pinched and pathetic, how helpless."
Author: Jonathan Safran Foer

27. "Ash sighed. "Don't say anything, Goodfellow." "What? Me?" I grinned at him. "Say something? I'm not the type who would point out that, for once, this absurd situation isn't my fault. Of Course, I know better than to make deals with crazy Exile Queens with goddess complexes. And if I did, I would expect them to call in the favor at the worst possible time. But I'm certainly not one to rub it in. That would just be wrong." Ash pinched the bridge of his nose. "I'm beginning to regret inviting you." "You wound me deeply Prince." --- Puck"
Author: Julie Kagawa

28. "He sneered and bared his teeth, but then Razor knocked over a platter of fruit, and he hurried off with a curse. Leanansidhe threw up her hands."Keirran, dove. Your gremlin. Please keep it under control." The Exile Queen pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed heavily. "Worse than having Robin Goodfellow in my house," she murmured, as Kenzie clapped her hands, and Razor bounced happily into her lap."
Author: Julie Kagawa

29. "What should I tell people if they ask about you? Before I could plead some kind of ignorance, but as your wife…"She shouldn't have to ask these things. It shouldn't be a burden for her to bear. "Tell them I'd rather slit my own throat than associate with them."Rose looked horrified at the thought-so much so that Grey's heart pinched. She really was adorable. "Or, you could tell them that you have thoroughly exhausted me in bed and I am unable to draw the strength needed to rouse myself."That brought a sparkle back into her eyes. "I rather fancy that. It would certainly set tongues wagging, wouldn't it?"
Author: Kathryn Smith

30. "You think I am very cute, you think me sexy, as well. I can read your thoughts, remember." I hoisted myself up and slid across his body. You are conceited, arrogant, and domineering, everything I dislike in a man. And you are independent, stubborn, and heedless, everything I dislike in a women. I slid my hands under his back and kissed his dampened lips. So why is it that I love you so much? He smiled a smug, masculine little smile and captured my legs with his. Because I love you, and to be loved by a Dark One is enough for any woman.I pinched him in a particularly vulnerable spot and allowed him to kiss me with all the sexy arrogance he had."
Author: Katie MacAlister

31. "Zombies are the middle children of the otherworldly family. Vampires are the oldest brother who gets to have a room in the attic, all tripped out with a disco ball and shag carpet. Werewolves are the youngest, the babies, always getting pinched and told they're cute. With all that attention stolen away from the middle child Zombie, no wonder she shuffles off grumbling, "Marsha, Marsha, Marsha."
Author: Kevin James Breaux

32. "At least, not as familiar as you are with fetish wear."Her gaze jerked over to him. Those delicately arched brows pinched down. "What are you talking about?""You." Using the gun, he gestured at her body. "In that boner-inspiring fluff called underwear. You're more than comfortable with it. Hell, a real innocent wouldn't even have figured out how to wear it, much less used it to taunt me."Her lips curled. "Oh, poor Trace. Did you feel taunted?""Yeah." He stared at her mouth. "I did."
Author: Lori Foster

33. "Sensing an ally, Priss took two steps toward her, but Trace pulled her up short by grabbing her arm."No, you don't," he told her, and no matter how Priss yanked and pulled, she couldn't free herself."Settle down, will you?" Trace said near her ear. "You're not helping things."The woman's expression pinched even more.Dare started toward her in a ground-eating stride. "Back inside, Molly," he said, sounding more cajoling than commanding. "I'll explain in private."Like hell! Priss didn't want to lose whatever opportunities this might be, so she shouted, "Molly, help me. Trace drugged me to bring me here, and Dare manhandled me when I tried to escape." And before Trace could muzzle her, if indeed that was his intent, she added, "Some other guy stole my cat!"The woman's mouth dropped open, then firmed shut again. With one raised hand, she halted Dare's progress. Dare dropped his head and groaned."
Author: Lori Foster

34. "Why should a family with eight rambunctious children bother owning anything that could be damaged? They sat on the arms of their mother's overstuffed chair while she read to them, and they hung over the back of it, and they pinched and plucked at its plushy hide."
Author: Marilynne Robinson

35. "Let me see," Opal said.She quickly slurped up the rest of her lunch and thentook the collar. She examined it very closely. Sure enough,she could see bits of evergreen fur pinched along the buckle strap. As she looked closer, she noticed something else. Several pieces of black onyx were sewn into the back of the collar, and they started glowing."Well look at that," Jack said. "Somebody's put a spider in this biscuit."
Author: Mark Caldwell Jones

36. "The bequest was for the contents of Edward Willing's library," she said tersely, "and did not include the paintings.Those went...elsewhere." Her already disapproving expression became even more pinched with the word. Like elsewhere was Hell, or Overseas, or MoMA."
Author: Melissa Jensen

37. "Whereas Rosa's lips were full and lush, her mother's were thin and pinched in an expression that hinted at pain so long suppressed and hidden that in hiding from the world, the pain had become second nature."
Author: Michael Rowe

38. "He stood right in front of me and pinched my arm and said, Can I see your room?Such relief. Even the pinch was good. I understood completely about needing to hurt someone at the same time that you are giving them something."
Author: Miranda July

39. "So deeply moved, he pulled the cassette from the machine, flipped it back over to the beginning, fitted it back into its snug carriage of capstans and guiding pins, and pressed play, thinking that he might preserve such a mood of pure, clean sorrow by listening back to his narrative. He imagined that his memoir might now sound like those of an admirable stranger, a person he did not know but whom he immediately recognized and loved dearly. Instead, the voice he heard sounded nasally and pinched and, worse, not very well educated, as if he were a bumpkin who had been called, perhaps even in mockery, to testify about holy things, as if not the testimony but the fumbling through it were the reason for his presence in front of some dire, heavenly senate. He listened to six seconds of the tape before he ejected it and threw it into the fire burning in the woodstove."
Author: P. Harding

40. "Are you being a good boy for your mum?" Conor's grandma pinched Conor's cheeks so hard he swore she was going to draw blood."He's been very good, Ma," Conor's mother said, winking at him from behind his grandma, her favorite blue scarf tied around her head. "So there's no need to inflict quite so much pain."
Author: Patrick Ness

41. "God…" I choked on the word. "I know we haven't talked much in the past few years. Hell, I told you I hated you when Tye took his own life." I cursed again and pinched the bridge of my nose. "I don't even care about myself anymore, just promise me she'll be okay. If I don't make it… if you take me, just let Kiersten be okay. She can't go down that road — I don't care if you have to punish me, God. If she's going to suffer, give me her pain instead. If her heart's going to break, break mine for hers. Please, God… please."
Author: Rachel Van Dyken

42. "I am at a loss to understand why people hold Miss Austen's novels at so high a rate, which seem to me vulgar in tone, sterile in artistic invention, imprisoned in their wretched conventions of English society, without genius, wit, or knowledge of the world. Never was life so pinched and narrow. ... All that interests in any character [is this]: has he (or she) the money to marry with? ... Suicide is more respectable."
Author: Ralph Waldo Emerson

43. "Miss Austen's novels … seem to me vulgar in tone, sterile in artistic invention, imprisoned in the wretched conventions of English society, without genius, wit, or knowledge of the world. Never was life so pinched and narrow. The one problem in the mind of the writer … is marriageableness."
Author: Ralph Waldo Emerson

44. "He pinched the name tag and ran his fingers under the letters. "Can you read this, mate? It says C-H-A-R-O-N. Say it with me: CARE-ON.""Charon.""Amazing! Now: Mr. Charon.""Mr. Charon.""Well done."
Author: Rick Riordan

45. "Steve got that pinched, unhappy look on his face that Tony never knew how to deal with. Most of the time he either threw something more broken than himself in Steve's path and ran, or just offered to buy the Dodgers again. Neither of the gambits worked well, but Tony was out of ideas."
Author: Scifigrl47

46. "And when she talks of Carrie White her face takes on an odd pinched look that is more like Lovecraft out of Arkham than Kerouac out of Southern Cal."
Author: Stephen King

47. "This morning Kessa was in control again. She lifted her left breast with her right hand and pinched it hard. The girl in the mirror began to cry. Francesca Louise began to cry. Two rivers of water streamed down either side of Francesca Louise's nose. "Coward," Kessa hissed at the crying girl. "Queen Francesca Louise, queen of the cowards, queen of nothing, queen of nobody. You're finished, ended, dead." Kessa was still pinching and the girl in the mirror was still crying. "Good-bye forever, Francesca Louise."
Author: Steven Levenkron

48. "Life was running, running after a mirage-like desires. I met him, by chance, resting for a night on a bank of Time. observed him like aseer does.pinched to awaken."
Author: Suman Pokhrel

49. "I'll need to see your colors to help me gauge your intoxication."I assumed it would be a relief to let down my mental guard, but I felt exposed and didn't like the way my dad's eyes squinched up when he saw my colors. I'd been trying not to think about Kaidan, but that only made me think of him more. My dad pinched the bridge of his nose. I was guessing he didn't think dark pink passionate love had any business being in his little girl's wardrobe of emotions. But he didn't say anything about it-only let out a jagged sigh and began."
Author: Wendy Higgins

50. "For this, be sure, tonight thou shalt have cramps,Side-stitches that shall pen thy breath up. UrchinsShall forth at vast of night that they may workAll exercise on thee. Thou shalt be pinchedAs thick as honeycomb, each pinch more stingingThan bees that made 'em."
Author: William Shakespeare

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