Top 300 Alexis Hall Quotes (2024 Update)
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201. “Oh, why did I care? Who was here to judge us, except me?”

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202. “It was a cocktail of three of Oliver’s voices: stern poured over a base of secretly amused with a dash of contrite.”

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203. “But right now it was making me feel that I was living one of those dreams where you discover you’re in a play and everyone knows their part but you. Also, you might be naked.”

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204. “I waited with my coffee-themed hot-water-beverage while she went to the counter to order.”

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205. “You can always draw a straight line between two points, but it doesn’t actually mean they’re connected.”

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206. “Alex’s club was called Cadwallader’s and it was exactly like you’d expect a club called Cadwallader’s to be. Lurking discreetly behind a door just off St James’s Street, it was made entirely of oak, leather, and men who’d been occupying the same armchair since 1922.”

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207. “Steady on. I didn’t sign up for Fifty Shades of Gay.”

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208. “His eyes kept promising me things I wasn’t sure I didn’t want.”

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209. “I know you’re probably regretting our fake relationship pretty hard right now, but please don’t dump me again.”

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210. “It was a rhetorical aubergine.”

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211. “He gave me the type of look you give someone when you’re mentally shifting them from the box that says “attractive” to the box that says “weird.”

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212. “You don’t really fall in love with a house. You fall in love with the life you could have in it.”

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213. “But my mind has always been its own enemy.”

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214. “Whatever magnet drew us once was broken now. It had left me simply spinning, a compass without a lodestone.”

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215. “It didn’t stop her from pretending, though. Imagining for a moment she could have a life like Harry’s. Where your world was whatever you made of it and whoever you let into it and you were allowed to be happy with that.”

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216. “No, you can deal with. Don’t know is the most frightening thing of all.”

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217. “Thank you,” I said bravely, dropping the syllables cleanly, like marbles, and secretly full of the most pathetic pride imaginable. I had spoken to strangers.”

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218. “If he kissed Fen in London, would he still taste of the sea?”

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219. “When I am with you, I feel about as far from anything that has ever hurt me as it is possible to be.”

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220. “There was an opportunity here to take the high road. I chose not to, “I ’d prefer you didn’t talk to me at all.”

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221. “Make Max change his name instead,” I suggested. “I already thought of that, but he says Max Miller sounds like a serial killer. And I don’t want to be married to a serial killer.”

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222. “At least Bluebeard kept his dead wives neatly in one cupboard.”

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223. “I will never forget him. But” – he smiled at her, fingers brushing the back of one of her gloves – “I am beginning to realise I did not die with him.”

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224. “Christopher folded his arms, but – although I admit I was biased – it was the kind of defiance you got from somebody who knows the other person has a point.”

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225. “I think you’ve drifted from ‘giving me a pep-talk’ into ‘advocating arson’.”

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226. “This is why I should never leave the house. Or talk to humans. Especially not humans I wanted to like me.”

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227. “Valentine gave him a cool look, the tip of a brow inching upwards. “I sleep until a reasonable hour and am helped into my clothing by my valet.”

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228. “Now I read him poetry. Just so he has some words to take with him, and my voice to keep him company in the dark.”

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229. “Whatever the internal mechanism that moderated the human capacity for joy, mine had long been broken beyond repair. And I knew this was a poor substitute, a base shadow cast on the cave wall, a reflection in a tarnished mirror of ordinary things like happiness, love, and hope. But there were moments, fleeting moments, lost in the responses of my body to his, when it was almost enough. And, God, I wanted, I wanted. These crumbs of bliss.”

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230. “I’d gone without once before – it hadn’t been the worst thing in the world, and it would have probably passed into actively okay if the other guy had been just a touch less eager to plunge his manspear into my succulent dudehole.”

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231. “The terrible powerlessness of being unable to do anything except wait for mercy you couldn’t earn and didn’t deserve.”

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232. “My heart, I think, turned tender in the untouched dark. I’m full of small, gathered hopes that, if I let them, will fly away from me, as fragile as dandelion seeds. The.”

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233. “I’d never been a big fan of deserving. It always seemed like something other people decided for you.”

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234. “This isn’t about strength,” I told him. “It’s about who you’re choosing to make happy.”

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235. “Avevo sempre trovato qualcosa di confortante nelle azioni ripetitive. Mi fornivano un’ancora di salvezza quando tutte le certezze si facevano incerte. Mi sentivo saturo di stanchezza, schiacciato dalla mia stessa pelle e allo stesso tempo evanescente, come se le mie dita avessero potuto dissolversi in nebbia se avessi smesso di concentrarmi sul fatto di essere vivo.”

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236. “There was no way I was going.”

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237. “All these still places in his soul that he disturbs for me. When.”

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238. “He was the human equivalent of an offer from Oxford: difficult to get, impossible to turn down, and guaranteed to make you feel as if you’d only been chosen because of an administrative error.”

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239. “Elise’s enthusiasm for the whiteboard was on the charming edge of creepy. She’d told me once it liked to be involved, which I’d carefully blanked in case she decided to share any more of the private thoughts of my office furniture.”

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240. “I pressed a little harder and made a shallow cut just beneath her collarbone. She gave a surprised yelp that turned into a low moan.”

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241. “You cannot begin to imagine the acts she has committed or the secrets she holds.” “Now you’re just trying to turn me on.” “Katharine!”

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242. “It felt perilously close to being worth something.”

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243. “His thumb traced gently across my knuckles like we had all the time in the world and nothing mattered more than this conversation right now.”

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244. “And so, half an hour later, Alfie’s dad; his brother, Billy; Billy’s mate Joe, who was a plumber; and Joe’s apprentice, Harry, were somehow crammed into Fen’s tiny bathroom like that joke about how many elephants you could get in the fridge.”

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245. “So, lemme get this right. We’re gonna make a go of it. You and me? Togevver? Even though I’m orange and you’re mental?”

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246. “It will never stop hurting but it will stop mattering.”

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247. “This isn’t submission.” “Isn’t it?” “No.” He looks up at me, tired as well, but he’s never looked more beautiful to me than in this moment, strong and open and unafraid like when he surrenders his body. “It’s love.”

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248. “Hell: making the best things suck since the dawn of creation.”

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249. “Alfie sighed. “Let me guess, it’s a bad thing now. Because of Tumblr or something.”

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250. “Okay.” I drew in a calming breath. “Let me try to explain. Most of the people who aren’t you understand that capitalism is exploitative and climate change is a problem and that choices we make can support things that are bad or unjust. But we survive by a precarious strategy of not thinking about it. And reminding us of that makes us sad, and we don’t like being sad, so we get angry.”

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