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“So many books, so little time.”
― Frank Zappa

“A room without books is like a body without a soul.”
― Marcus Tullius Cicero

“I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.”
― Marilyn Monroe

“God!” I scream.
“No, baby, that’s me”
― Jodi Ellen Malpas, This Man

“I’ve always seen you, angel. From the moment you found me, I’ve seen nothing but you.”
― Sylvia Day, Bared to You

“The only way I'm keeping my hands off her is if I'm dead. Find another way to fix us.”
― Sylvia Day, Reflected in You

“I'd rather argue with you, angel, then laugh with anyone else.”
― Sylvia Day, Reflected in You

“People get over love. They can live without it, they can move on. Love can be lost and found again. But that won't happen for me. I won't survive you, Eva.”
― Sylvia Day, Reflected in You

“I'll kill for you, give up everything i own for you...but i won't give you up.”
― Sylvia Day, Reflected in You

“I didn't know I was looking for anything until I saw you.”
― Sylvia Day, Reflected in You

“You’re the greatest risk I’ve ever taken.” His pressed his lips gently to mine. “And the greatest reward.”
― Sylvia Day, Reflected in You

“I am obsessed with you, angel. Addicted to you. You're everything i've ever wanted or needed, everything i've dreamed of. You're everything. I live and breathe you. For you.”
― Sylvia Day, Reflected in You

“I loved the way he kissed me, as if he had to, as if he'd go crazy if he didn't and had nearly waited too long.”
― Sylvia Day, Bared to You

“I love you, Gideon.”

“God.” He looked at me with something that resembled disgust. Whether it was directed at me or himself, I didn’t know. “How can you say that?”

“Because it’s the truth.”

“You just see this”—he gestured at himself with a wave of his hand. “You’re not seeing the fucked-up, broken mess inside.”

I inhaled sharply. “You can say that to me? When you know I’m fucked up and broken, too?”
― Sylvia Day, Bared to You

“Laters, baby.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey

“- "Why don't you like to be touched?"
- "Because I'm fifty shades of fucked-up, Anastasia”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey

“This is me, Ana. All of me...and I'm all yours. What do I have to do to make you realize that? To make you see that I want you any way I can get you. That I love you.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades Darker

“You wanted hearts and flowers,” he murmurs.
I blink at him, not quite believing what I’m seeing.
“You have my heart.” And he waves toward the room.
“And here are the flowers,” I whisper, completing his sentence. “Christian, it’s lovely.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades Darker

“You love me,” I whisper.
His eyes widen further and his mouth opens. He takes a huge breath as if winded. He looks tortured—vulnerable.
“Yes,” he whispers. “I do.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades Darker

“Christian, you are the state lottery, the cure for cancer, and the three wishes from Aladdin's lamp all rolled into one”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades Freed

“No. No!” he says.
“I . . .” He looks wildly around the room. For inspiration? For divine intervention? I don’t know.

“You can’t go. Ana, I love you!”
“I love you, too, Christian, it’s just—”
“No . . . no!” he says in desperation and puts both hands on his head. “Christian . . .”
“No,” he breathes, his eyes wide with panic, and suddenly he drops to his knees in front of me, head bowed, long-fingered hands spread out on his thighs. He takes a deep breath and doesn’t move. What?
“Christian, what are you doing?”
He continues to stare down, not looking at me.
“Christian! What are you doing?”
My voice is high-pitched. He doesn’t move.
“Christian, look at me!” I command in panic. His head sweeps up without hesitation, and he regards me passively with his cool gray gaze—he’s almost serene . . . expectant.
Holy Fuck . . . Christian. The submissive.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades Darker

“Let me ask you something first. Do you want a regular vanilla relationship with no kinky fuckery at all?"
My mouth drops open. "Kinky fuckery?" I squeak.
"Kinky fuckery."
"I can't believe you said that.'
"Well, I did. Answer me," he says calmly.
I flush. My inner goddess is down on bended knee with her hands clasped in supplication begging me.
"I like your kinky fuckery," I whisper.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades Darker

“I thought I'd broken you."
"Broken? Me? Oh no, Ana. Just the opposite."
He reaches out and takes my hand. "You're my lifeline'" he whispers.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades Darker

“Men aren't really complicated, Ana, honey. They are very simple, literal creatures. They usually mean what they say. And we spend hours trying to analyze what they've said - when really it's obvious. If I were you, I'd take him literally. That might help.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey

“Oh, fuck the paperwork”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey

“I've kissed a prince, Mom. I hope it doesn't turn into a frog.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey

“Miss Steele, I do believe you’re making my palm twitch.”
― E.L. James

“I want your world to begin and end with me.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades Freed

“It's much easier to wear your pain on the outside...”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades Freed

“I lay awake for hours and watched you sleep," he murmurs. "I might have loved you even then.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades Darker