Quotes About Gabrielle

Joe certainly didn't seem concerned with his own enlightenment, but he did seem more intelligent than the average muscle neck. Then he raised his arm, bent his head, and sniffed his pit. Gabrielle looked at the plates in her hands. She should have used paper.

I met Jared Leto at Soho House in Berlin.

The Princess and the Pea?" Gabrielle suggested. "Not enough time," Kat said "Where's Waldo?" Gabrielle went on. "No." Hamish recoiled. "I am still not allowed back in Morocco.

His hands are off," Gabrielle pointed out. "Posture's wrong," Kat said. "He's still ... hot," Gabrielle said, as if it were the greatest insult in the world. "I feel so objectified. So ... cheap," Hale told them.

Gabrielle turned to the others. "You heard her. Out. When Janet takes down the mean old witch, we can come back and dance on her entrails." I needed to have a serious talk with Gabrielle.

For the record, I have long suspected that my favorite book is actually 'Charlotte's Web.'

We never want to see anyone go in front of the camera or behind the mic without union protection.

Writing blurbs for books means you have to read the book, and it cuts into the business of bookselling. So every time I get a blurb from a bookseller, I try to write a thank you note.

Goodnight my darling one. My dark angel Gabrielle.

The Princess and the Pea?" Gabrielle suggested. "Not enough time," Kat said "Where's Waldo?" Gabrielle went on. "No." Hamish recoiled. "I am still not allowed back in Morocco.

Women fell in love with Mary. They thought of her as unattainably beautiful and adopted as many of her mannerisms as they could. It didn't matter to them that she lacked that element, raw and beckoning, that trailed like a vapor after Gabrielle. There was an exotic, ladylike essence in Mary that stunned women who understood just what utter waxlike, blossom perfection she was.

Tell them, Gabrielle," Adam urged impatiently. Blinking, Gabby nodded. "I have one of the, er… fairies here with me –" "Tuatha Dé," Adam corrected irritably. "You're bloody well making me sound like Tinkerbell.

As she lifted the glittering strand of diamonds from the box, a small slip of paper fell out. She caught it as it wafted toward the floor. Four words in ancient script, an arrogantly slanted scrawl. Accept these, accept me. Well, she thought, blinking, that was certainly direct and to the point. -Adam's note to Gabrielle

To build a world for someone seems a romantic thing from where I stand." Dov shook his head. "Sam Masur, that fucked-up, romantic kid.

Why are the cute ones always such sociopaths?" "Win doesn't seem like so much of a sociopath," I replied without thinking. "Oh, really? So, you think he's cute, do you? At least you're admitting it now." I shook my head. Scarlet was incorrigible. "Admitting it is the first step, Annie.

Her mother likes to say that novels have ruined Amelia for real men.

Janine smiles. "Strike the second sentence. Reader will know. Show, don't tell.

This is the most violent poetry game I've ever played,' Marx said.

Sadie the gamer found this scene sexist and strange.

On the third day, he brought a library copy of the novel Galatea 2.2, which he had recently enjoyed.

No, this is a great game. That's Cobainus. The eleven stars of Cobainus form a fuzzy grandma sweater," Marx said.

Pregnant, she looked like a pretty Gollum.

I hate book parties," A.J. says. "But you run the bookstore," Lambiase says. "It's a problem," A.J. admits.

Los Angeles, he decided, was a profoundly stupid city, and he felt a palpable, if irrational, longing for all things Massachusetts.