Top 500 Casey McQuiston Quotes (2026 Update)
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251. “The most flagrant of evidence can be discredited and dismissed.”

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252. “When he sinks into thoughts of Henry’s hands, square knuckles and elegant fingers, he wonders how he never realized it before.”

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253. “Te quiero. El verano no acaba nunca.”

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254. “The way Henry talks about him is a physical feat, drifting up in the corners with fondness but sagging in the middle under the weight.”

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255. “ATTN: will be wearing a burgundy velvet suit tonight. please do not attempt to steal my shine. you will fail and i will be embarrassed for you.”

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256. “As your mother, I can appreciate that maybe this isn’t your fault, but as the president, all I want is to have the CIA fake your death and ride the dead-kid sympathy into a second term.”

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257. “I know how it goes! We all age out of our parents’ insurance, and all of a sudden your friends stop having time to hang out because they have a person and that’s their best friend now, and they have a kid, and they move to the suburbs and you never see them again because you’re a lonely old spinster-.”

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258. “Call me old-fashioned, but a man’s place is in the basement, preparing vocal exercises for his more talented wife.”

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259. “I saw myself in the rearview mirror of a person I’ve loved since I was thirteen, and I felt endless. Like, Holy Spirit endless. Maybe that’s what it means to feel like myself.”

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260. “She moves like art. She finds every piece holding August together and works it loose until she feels like she’s spilling out of herself. August’s at sea, she’s clay in the hands of someone who knows how to make a life out of nothing, she’s a girl underneath a girl in a bed they both almost died to get to.”

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261. “The next slide is titled: ‘Exploring your sexuality: Healthy, but does it have to be with the Prince of England?’ She apologizes for not having time to come up with better titles. Alex actively wishes for the sweet release of death.”

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262. “Because you got what you need. And sometimes, the universe has your back.”

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263. “I’d rather be waterboarded,” Henry says, smiling back. The camera snaps nearby. His eyes are big and soft and blue, and he desperately needs to be punched in one of them. “Your country could probably arrange that.”

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264. “There’s this feeling August has had everywhere she’s ever lived, like she’s not really there. Like it’s all happening in a dream. She walks down the street, and it’s like she’s floating a few inches off the pavement, never rooted down.”

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265. “Look, I was gay in the ’70s. I can handle an emergency.”

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266. “Sometimes August thinks Jane looks like a watercolor painting, fluid and lovely, darker in places, bleeding through the page.”

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267. “Isaiah ignores them and continues to yell at August’s tits. “Jane! The party’s not over yet! You should come!”

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268. “But he thinks about Henry, and, oh. He thinks about Henry, and something twists in his chest, like a stretch he’s been avoiding for too long.”

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269. “And maybe you can make her happy while she’s here. Maybe it’s selfish to keep that from her. Maybe it’s selfish to keep it from you.”

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270. “They clink together gently as he tucks them both under his shirt, two homes side by side.”

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271. “I don’t think I could possibly have found a more doomed first love, but it’s worth it. It’s probably going to break my heart, and it’s still worth it.”

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272. “5. All the things I understand about myself now because of you.”

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273. “You engross my thoughts too intirely to allow me to think of any thing else – you not only employ my mind all day; but you intrude upon my sleep. I meet you in every dream – and when I wake I cannot close my eyes again for ruminating on your sweetness.”

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274. “So I can offer all of me. In whatever way you’ll have. And I can offer you the chance of a life if you can wait, I want you to help me try.”

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275. “You have so much in you, it’s almost impossible to match it. But he’s your match, dumbass.”

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276. “Dear Freddie Mercury, when you wrote “Love of My Life,” did you mean for it to reach across space and time in a platonic way or a real-deal, break-your-heart, throw-you-up-against-a-wall type of way?”

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277. “So you like Bake Off, huh?” “It’s just so soothing,” Henry says. “Everything’s all pastel-colored and the music is so relaxing and everyone’s so lovely to one another. And you learn so much about different types of biscuits, Alex.”

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278. “Sometimes I feel like a funny-looking rock in the middle of the most beautiful clear ocean when I read the kinds of things you write to me. You love so much bigger than yourself, bigger than everything. I can’t believe how lucky I am to even witness it – to be the one who gets to have it, and so much of it, is beyond luck and feels like fate. Catholic God made me to be the person you write those things about. I’ll say five Hail Marys. Muchas gracias, Santa Maria.”

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279. “Henry’s smiling so wide and bright that Alex thinks his heart’s going to break trying to hold the size of this entire moment, the completeness of it, a thousand years of history swelling inside his rib cage.”

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280. “What do you say when The Girl tells you that you’re The Girl to her?”

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281. “Henry, who can drone on about Lord Byron until you threaten to block his number.”

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282. “Alex, you need other friends.” Luna tells him. “Friends who aren’t in Congress.”

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283. “You take care of yourself, and that’s important,” her mom says. “And you don’t hurt anyone.” “But I do hurt people,” Chloe insists. “Do you do it on purpose?” “No.” “Okay, then, you’re human.”

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284. “All frogs do is eat bugs that we hate and mind their business. They don’t deserve all that. They’re literally just vibing.”

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285. “God, Shall I compare thee to an icebox pie? Couldn’t be gayer if she tried.”

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286. “I’m taking a picture of a gay landmark, and also a statue.”

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287. “There are things out there for you that you haven’t even thought of yet, that you don’t even know how to think of yet. Who you are here doesn’t have to be the same as who you are out there. And if the person you feel like you have to be in this town doesn’t feel right to you, you’re allowed to leave. You’re allowed to exist. Even if it means existing somewhere else.”

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288. “I honestly have never felt like I deserved to choose. But you treat me like I do.”

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289. “So it goes, and Henry is there, in his head and his lecture notes and his cubicle, every single stupid day, no matter how many shots of espresso he puts in his coffee.”

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290. “What it would be like to have someone bite down a smile when they point and say, “Yeah, her. She’s mine” To live alongside someone, to kiss and be kissed, to be wanted.”

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291. “Este beso es tan firme y tan enorme como el suelo que tiene bajo los pies, abarca todos los rincones de su ser, es muy capaz de dejarlo sin una gota de aire en los pulmones.”

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292. “While she does like boys, she generally finds the traits of a compelling villain – arrogance, malice, an angsty backstory – tedious in a man. Like, what do hot guys with long dark hair even have to be that upset about? Get a clarifying shampoo and suck it up, Kylo Ren. So your rich parents sent you to magic camp and you didn’t make any friends. Big deal.”

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293. “Which leaves June, next to him, leaning on one elbow with her nose buried in the issue of People she’s inexplicably brought with them. She always chooses the most bizarre reading material for flights. Last time, it was a battered old Cantonese phrase book. Before that, Death Comes for the Archbishop.”

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294. “I always liked Luke. He’s brave and good, and he’s the strongest Jedi of them all. I think Luke is proof that it doesn’t matter where you come from or who your family is – you can always be great if you’re true to yourself.”

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295. “This is it. October 2, 2020, and the whole world watched, and history remembered.”

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296. “He’s like a cardboard cutout of a person.”

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297. “A three-line email, an excerpt dug up from an archived letter. Hamilton to Laurens, You should not have taken advantage of my sensibility to steal into my affections without my consent, and not knowing if Henry felt a pang when he read it, if he opened it at all.”

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298. “Shame is a way of life here. It’s stocked in the vending machines, stuck like gum under the desks, spoken in the morning devotionals. She knows now that there’s a bit of it in her.”

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299. “Or his senior year, when he got drunk and made out with Liam in his twin bed for an hour, and he didn’t have a sexual crisis about it – that had to mean he was straight, right? Because if he were into guys, it would have felt scary to be with one, but it wasn’t.”

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300. “Come on. I’m trying to give you some advice, from one old man to a much younger version of himself.” “You’re thirty-nine.” “My liver is ninety-three.” “That’s not my fault.” “Some late nights in Denver would beg to differ.”

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