Top 160 Alessandra Torre Quotes (2026 Update)
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101. “A Sunday. Only Yankees would think that was an appropriate time to thrust themselves into our lives. Sunday, the Lord’s Day.”

— Alessandra Torre

102. “This was a woman who lunched in fancy restaurants, filtered suitors based on their bank balances, and who looked at women like me as snacks.”

— Alessandra Torre

103. “3. Don’t kill anyone.”

— Alessandra Torre

104. “There is very little that scares me, Julia. But you certainly do.”

— Alessandra Torre

105. “Should I be worried?” He set down the bread. I smiled. “No. But go easy on him. He hasn’t had to see me with anyone for a while. It’s... strange for him. Hearing the stories and now, seeing you here.” “What are the stories?” “Oh, you know. Dark, handsome stranger whisking off innocent, sweet, loved-by-all Riley Johnson. Corrupting her weekends before sending her back a ruined woman.” “Oh, is that what they’re saying?” His mouth curved. I nodded, widening my eyes. “Oh yes. It’s quite the scandal.”

— Alessandra Torre

106. “We all have a Happily Ever After, each story just needs to pick the right time to claim it.”

— Alessandra Torre

107. “I gave him that watch, back when I spent weekends with Daddy’s AMEX in my wallet and eight inches of Vic in my hand.”

— Alessandra Torre

108. “The guys are off today,” I said tartly. “Why don’t you run along to the Gap and let me work?”

— Alessandra Torre

109. “A child is the quickest to trust because they have no concept of the depravity of our species.”

— Alessandra Torre

110. “But often, it is the forbidden that is the hottest, and the depraved that is the most arousing.”

— Alessandra Torre

111. “Snow. Falling snow is what brought us together. That and his hurried life, which collided us in the first place.”

— Alessandra Torre

112. “If it was in an attempt to purify her soul, to destroy the devil inside with a higher power.”

— Alessandra Torre

113. “Life is a series of stupid decisions interrupted by luck.”

— Alessandra Torre

114. “Certain loves can’t be fought. The harder you tried, the harder you would be knocked back, over and over again, until it beat you into submission, until your heart caved and body surrendered. Love like that didn’t know the rules of society; it didn’t care about life mistakes. It only knew what must be, and what would happen – no matter what.”

— Alessandra Torre

115. “Subdued. Maybe that was what depression dipped in false cheer looked like.”

— Alessandra Torre

116. “Forget the Fortune Bottle. This woman could have a career in food porn.”

— Alessandra Torre

117. “I didn’t know what I hated more, when his eyes were unreadable or when I didn’t like what I read in them.”

— Alessandra Torre

118. “Thank God he woke up. His face was too beautiful to be mutilated.”

— Alessandra Torre

119. “I was a southern girl. We were all born to go to heaven, even if it was the last place I belonged.”

— Alessandra Torre

120. “If eye contact had a leash, his would have been wrapped tightly around my heart.”

— Alessandra Torre

121. “How much money I have is not indicative of my worth. If it was, then I would be the lesser individual on this porch.”

— Alessandra Torre

122. “Not since last week, when the easy wealth I’d enjoyed my whole, pampered life ended faster than a Taylor Swift relationship.”

— Alessandra Torre

123. “She and I were alone in this house, the fireflies more active than our souls.”

— Alessandra Torre

124. “And by the way, you really do suck in the romance department. Hallmark will never put that last paragraph on a card.”

— Alessandra Torre

125. “There should be laws against men who could kiss like that. With a mouth that dominated yet begged. Tongue that teased yet delivered. Tastes that dipped into an addiction stream and hooked a woman after just the first hit.”

— Alessandra Torre

126. “It is the first time I haven’t fought the feeling, haven’t tried to control it with closed eyes or a redirection of my mind. Instead I embrace it, flexing my hands around the shaking steering wheel, celebrating the release of dark energy as it spreads through my body.”

— Alessandra Torre

127. “But whatever embers of love I felt for Tobey was nothing compared to my love for Chase. That was a wildfire, burning hot and mad and out of control, eating everything in sight. It consumed my marriage and left only charred black.”

— Alessandra Torre

128. “How does someone keep a chicken inside a fence? I had closed my eyes at that one, picturing Cocky running off into the cotton fields, and me, standing at the edge of the fence, hollering the rooster’s name like a crazy woman.”

— Alessandra Torre

129. “Others letting you down is ice cream and cookies compared with the rejection of your own soul. I don’t know what is sadder, expecting myself to fail or being too scared to dream of success.”

— Alessandra Torre

130. “When You Say You Are Going to Do Something, Shut the Hell Up and Do It.”

— Alessandra Torre

131. “I was a woman unaccustomed to guilt, and it drowned me – pulling me deeper, cutting off my air supply.”

— Alessandra Torre

132. “I will worship at the shrine of Brad from this day forth.”

— Alessandra Torre

133. “I love her completely. She returns the love wildly. This love is worth the unsaid truths. The hidden lies.”

— Alessandra Torre

134. “Closure. Such an odd concept. Did relationships really need it? Or was it just an excuse for one last glimpse at what could have been?”

— Alessandra Torre

135. “You know this business, Cole. Your production budget is climbing faster than Lindsay Lohan’s chance of a crack baby pregnancy.”

— Alessandra Torre

136. “He doesn’t know anything yet. He knows I fell for a boy. He knows I had a baby. All he knows are the first lines of a song. He hasn’t even heard the melody yet.”

— Alessandra Torre

137. “Control. It is a food that Nathan feeds on, devours with a vulgarity that clashes with his smooth exterior. He wants to control me, and he wants an audience – an audience that he controls in the process.”

— Alessandra Torre

138. “There is something soothing about the act of writing, a drug that lures you into another world, but then forgets to stop, and sometimes carries you all the way into sleepdom.”

— Alessandra Torre

139. “Full of innocence, full of hope. It is almost a shame to destroy that. The sweetness never stays long. It is destroyed quickly, replaced with tears and fear. It is sad that he now connects that fear with the experience, has grown to enjoy it on a level almost equal to the innocence.”

— Alessandra Torre

140. “I delete the last line, and then the entire paragraph. Lies. I am forgetting that this is not an ordinary novel, that I can’t take fictional liberties, can’t provide clues, or lead the readers down a path I didn’t travel.”

— Alessandra Torre

141. “If our love was lingerie, it would never come off.”

— Alessandra Torre

142. “But back then, I only dreamed about, yearned for, and wrote about love. I didn’t realize what a brutal beast it could be.”

— Alessandra Torre

143. “I spend my days on a strict schedule. It helps to tell my brain when to behave a certain way and helps to keep my impulses and fantasies under control.”

— Alessandra Torre

144. “You can become anything,” I say to her. “Make sure that you don’t become selfish, unimaginative and dumb.”

— Alessandra Torre

145. “You meet the guy and tell me you aren’t going to hide in a plane restroom and whisper when you complain about him.”

— Alessandra Torre

146. “She made me feel that in all of the rotten of my soul, there still existed goodness, light. Hope.”

— Alessandra Torre

147. “Its. A. Chicken. There ain’t no Chef Boyardee prepackaged meals in nine different flavors.”

— Alessandra Torre

148. “Silence doesn’t mean interesting. It could just mean boring. Sometimes you open the door and find out that it’s a big ornate sexy door to an empty closet. Maybe the only thing you’re interested in is the mystery, and you’ll find yourself bored with what’s inside.”

— Alessandra Torre

149. “Please.” The word was disgusting as it came out, rank with misuse, and he felt irritation in the midst of his panic. But it was the panic that drove this train, panic that pushed every retort out of his mind and left him broken and desperate, in front of this man.”

— Alessandra Torre

150. “Yes.” Brett smiled and I cringed at his omission of ‘ma’am.’ The word was a Southern requirement, a verbal side dish that must accompany every course. It didn’t matter if the person addressed was six years old. Or twenty. Or ninety. In the South, we said ‘please’ and ‘thank you,’ ‘sir,’ and ’ma’am.”

— Alessandra Torre