Top 380 Silvia Moreno-Garcia Quotes (2026 Update)
Page 6 of 8

251. “Children, obey your parents in everything, for this pleases the Lord. Have you forgotten your lessons?” “I can quote scripture, too. Fathers, do not provoke your children to anger.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

252. “No. You’re not going to lug around your mattress on top of my car to save yourself money with the movers.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

253. “If you gave me a name, who is to say it is not mine? If I had an ordinary name, I could have an ordinary story. I could swear I first saw you in Merida, standing in the middle of the street.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

254. “Perhaps chirping even more loudly, the shadow of death creating a frenzy of need inside their small bodies, urging them on toward their own destruction.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

255. “While her mother was expecting only a suitable match, Nina was hoping for the romance of a lifetime followed by the grandest wedding imaginable.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

256. “And she had to admit to herself that part of what kept her next to him was not just the promise of freeing herself of the bone splinter or a sense of obligation, but the lure of change, of becoming someone else, someone other than a girl who starched shirts and shone shoes and had to make do with a quick glimpse of the stars at night.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

257. “So do I. I still find the time to glance at a paper, especially these days when we’ve got the government engaged in vicious repressive activities.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

258. “When he talked, he did it well. He carved each sentence with a graceful assurance. Each word was a jewel.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

259. “The campus too had begun to shed its elegant appeal, like paint that is peeled away by the elements.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

260. “Sharks were clean killers. Scorpions were not. Scorpions were secretive little monsters.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

261. “You’re ours, like it or not. You’re ours and you’re us.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

262. “Her father had been entirely indifferent to such structured learning. Schools leave you without ambition, he said.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

263. “Keep squeezing my hand then and complaining at the same time, you’ll see some real insolence,” she sputtered.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

264. “Here, in Loisail, even if she was hidden away at the moment. She existed and colored the city for him, lit it brighter than the elegant iron lampposts.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

265. “Desire was not passion and passion was not love.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

266. “There are plenty of shining examples in the world that demonstrate love need not be a condition of a successful marriage. You might agree on this point.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

267. “She had to be good because she was pretty and young and his friend. Right?”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

268. “Go, chase the moon, tell it your lies.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

269. “This was an amulet, quite pagan, but of course the inhabitants of the household were all devout Catholics who mixed superstitions and religions with ease.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

270. “The world had smelled like this in the beginning, during creation, when the ocean raged and the creatures in the water multiplied, making the ocean teem with life.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

271. “This is exactly what he wanted: to have an apartment with high ceilings and bookcases going all the way up, the hardwood floors and the coffee table of glass and polished metal.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

272. “Elizabeth hadn’t killed herself. She’d been murdered. Women were butterflies to be pinned against a board. Poor child, she couldn’t know her fate yet.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

273. “Abel Urueta would get a sunburn if he stood at the beach for three minutes. Alma: same story. The elites in Mexico are proud of their European roots.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

274. “The whiter you were, the better. Even his “exotic” looks were only allowed on television because he had the correct mix of facial features, height, and skin tone. Yet he still stared at Montserrat in surprise and then at Urueta.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

275. “His good humor had evaporated, and the naked anger beneath the mask of courtesy made him ugly, which was a feat for someone that handsome. But he was not made for rage, and his lips should not be mouthing words as he did, the teeth tearing at each one.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

276. “In her pirate novels the women were kidnapped or met their lovers in exciting ways. To be courted implied a mundane process akin to the cooking of beans or the washing of linen.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

277. “At length she came upon a lake that glowed an eerie blue, as if all the stars had fallen into the water and nestled in its bottom. She stretched out a hand and touched the surface of the lake, its luminescence rising, as if to meet her hand. She looked at her fingers, bathed in the blue glow, and smiled. It was then she noticed a drop of blood falling into the blue pool of water, creating ripples upon its surface.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

278. “Once inside she hesitated, and in addition to the cigarettes grabbed a diet soda and a yellow puff pastry wrapped in cellophane. She doubted it contained a single natural component, but sometimes synthetic is what you are after.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

279. “Gods have appetites, more voracious than those of men, and how quickly they turn from one pursuit to another, like uncorking a wine, taking a sip, then tossing the rest down a drain.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

280. “Our servants, you might have noticed they don’t talk much. There’s very little of them left. It’s almost like their mind has been carved out.” “That’s not possible.” Francis shook his head. “Have you ever known an alcoholic? It affects their brain, and so does this.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

281. “But if he managed to look forlorn they usually threw him a few pesos, and he scraped by.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

282. “Love at that age was a fire that sparked quickly, so it shouldn’t have surprised him when she spoke earnestly, but it still stung to hear her voice her affection with such ease. She’d known the boy for a second and a half, and already her lips curled with honeyed sweetness when she spoke his name. Give her a month and she’d be ready to press an asp to her breast if the spoiled brat ever left her.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

283. “He held that Bible up and read from it, but I don’t think he knew the words.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

284. “You’re a bit too old to be listening to the silly superstitions of the peasants. Those idiotic tales will rot your brain,” Arturo said, snapping the fallboard of the piano shut with a firm hand.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

285. “Turns out you don’t need a heart to live, after all.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

286. “But there was a mysterious assertiveness in her eyes at times, which he enjoyed, and her hair was nice – it made him curious, he wished to touch it.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

287. “There is no after.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

288. “Are you to reproach me? These idiotic parlor tricks are fit for rogues in gambling dens, not a proper lady. Not that Antonina behaves like a lady. Half the time she is close to a savage.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

289. “What is godhood against the need of a child to save her brother? Nothing, I tell you.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

290. “It always seemed to amaze foreigners that they were not all running around in loincloths, praying to the rain gods.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

291. “That I’ll be happy to join your family. That I’ll be happy to what? Give you my money? Maybe give you children?” “Yes. Yes, to both.” “You’re a pack of monsters. And you! I trusted you.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

292. “He sat back, his head against the door of the building. Meche, in turn, rested her head against his shoulder. For others, it might have been an intimate gesture. Maybe it was, but not in the way most people might think. Meche and Sebastian were used to each other, comfortable in their proximity. They folded and kept their dreams in the same drawer, spun fantasies side by side, lived in the easy harmony of youth which did not know the need for tall walls and sturdy defenses.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

293. “Pain must be endured, for without it there’d be no sweetness.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

294. “There’s a bit of the devil in every man, even if he may act the part of the saint,” her mother had warned her. And of course, the follow-up: don’t give a fellow any ideas.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

295. “A mystery is the most seductive of poisons; it intoxicates the soul.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

296. “Sharks haven’t changed in millions of years. They know how to survive better than we do.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

297. “Loisail was as important as the air that she breathed. It was her city. She was in the society pages every other week, a constant fixture at the most lavish parties. The boulevards might as well have been named after her.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

298. “Apparently some of the Hawks had even been trained by the CIA, who didn’t want commies in Latin America and were assisting the Mexican government, which meant that Elvis received a top-notch education.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

299. “As usual, the smile hid the fangs.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia

300. “The city could yield the chance of romance. Here, dramatic duels and great affairs took place.”

— Silvia Moreno-Garcia