Top 200 Chloe Gong Quotes (2024 Update)
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101. “She was so damn afraid of being punished for her choices, and if it were easier to shut down, then why would she not? If there were an easier way to live, to choose ease over pain, how could she not?”

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102. “Lovers turned to strangers.”

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103. “And maybe he was a coward. He was a coward who couldn’t stop loving a wicked thing.”

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104. “How dare they label themselves the people of this city, as if they did not sail in with cannons and forced entry, as if they are not here now only because they come from those who lit the first fires.”

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105. “We can fight monsters, not the turning tide of a revolution.”

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106. “He loves her the way no one can let go of the first person they ever wholly adored.”

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107. “Do I? she wanted to say. Would I be less if I sounded like my mother, my father, and all those in this city who were forced to learn more than one language, unlike you?”

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108. “Power is never worth it! You keep making trades upon trades, and you get nothing in return. Roma is running from it. Juliette is running from it. What makes you think you can handle.”

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109. “It is never simple as one truth. Nothing ever is.”

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110. “Benedikt was staring.”

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111. “But that was not here yet. That was not the present; that was not this moment, this heartbeat of time locked in by heady breaths and gentle worship. It was distant to Juliette, and she would let it remain at a distance, so long as she could have this- here, now, perfect: her soul as boundless as the sea, her love as deep.”

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112. “In her head, she still liked tjhe sound of Juliette Montagova.”

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113. “All that is good is gone, or perhaps it never existed. The blood feud kept us apart, forced us onto different sides. I will not allow death to do the same.”

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114. “They had always been two mirrored souls, the only ones who understood the other in a city that wanted to consume them whole, and now they were joined, mightier when together.”

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115. “Juliette swallowed hard. She could not. She would not. She was the heir to the Scarlet Gang. Heir of mobsters and merchants and monsters, each and every one of them, blood frothing at the mouth. She kneeled to no one.”

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116. “He wanted to scream and rage. He wanted to scream at Juliette until his lungs grew hoarse. Only he knew that if he screamed I hate you, what he really meant was I love you. I still love you so much that I hate you for it.”

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117. “As always, when somebody said not to panic, the first thing one did was panic.”

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118. “But the thought of being associated with that other version of herself was horrifying now. That Rosaland was an enemy, someone she had to push farther and farther into the recesses of her mind, someone she could never think about too much lest she make a return. The Rosalind who was here today could never reacquaint herself with her former remnant; she was too busy trying to fix that girl’s damn mistakes.”

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119. “So long as he hates me, we are safe. If we love again... this city may just kill us both for daring to hope.”

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120. “Juliette breathed in deeply, steadying herself. Indeed, it always came back to the blood feud. It always came back to the hatred that ran through the very veins of this city, not their hearts.”

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121. “Now look at that.” Roma released one of her hands from his grip, only so his own was free to grasp her chin lightly. “I count this as a victory.”

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122. “Your life is mine as mine is yours,” she said, very seriously. “We are bound in duty if not in matrimony. I won’t make the same mistake twice.”

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123. “Twelve years old and honed to be a weapon. Fourteen years old and molded into an unquestioning arm of the throne.”

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124. “If the human soul has an afterlife, has a will, then his would be here for rest, and Alisa has no doubt that Juliette’s would follow.”

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125. “Of course it was hard for him to hurt her now. It went against every fiber of his being. Every cell, every nerve – they had grown into place with one mantra: protect her, protect her.”

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126. “Roma was not afraid. He only feared the power of others. Monsters and things that walked the night were strong, but they were not powerful. There was a difference.”

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127. “She was a girl. In their eyes, no matter how legitimate, she would never be good enough.”

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128. “Once, a long time ago, at the back of a library while a storm raged on outside, Juliette had asked Roma, “Do you ever imagine what life would be like if you had a different last name?” “All the time. Don’t you?” Juliette had thought about it. “Only sometimes. Then I consider all that I would miss out on without it. What would I be if I weren’t a Cai?” Roma had lifted onto his elbow. “You could be a Montagov.” “Don’t be ridiculous.”

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129. “It was all irrational anyway, a belief that if he achieved one impossible thing, then perhaps every other impossible element in his life would click together too, regardless of whether they truly correlated.”

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130. “Adequately expensive. Not expensive enough to verge onto the point of outrage.”

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131. “Every flicker of the gas, every puddle growing by the sink – the more that Benedikt took notice of the space that Marshall had once constantly lounged around, the emptier it grew.”

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132. “Beautiful. Arrogant. Conniving. In this decade, who wasn’t?”

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133. “Where is he living?” “With you.” The room fell silent. Rosalind thought she had misheard. “I beg your pardon?” “Sorry, did I skip that part? You’re getting married. For this mission, the two of you will be abandoning your present code names and becoming one combined operative. Welcome to the covert branch, High Tide.”

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134. “A revolution is never pretty. Nor is it clean, quiet, peaceful.”

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135. “Who did this to you?” Orion’s voice was violently quiet. “I’ll kill them.”

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136. “Do me a favor,” she said dully. “Send Dimitri Voronin my regards when you see him in hell.”

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137. “Her feminine beauty was a concept as fleeting as power. If she acquired a tan, put on some weight, and let a few decades pass, the street artists would not be rendering her face to sell their creams anymore. Chinese and Western standards alike were arbitrary, pitiful things. But Juliette still needed to keep herself in line, force herself to follow them if people were to look up to her.”

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138. “You can’t ask me not to love you by keeping me at arm’s length. I’ll love you anyway.”

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139. “War rages on, and the city tells the tale of Roma and Juliette like some folk song passed between rickshaw runners on their breaks. They speak of Roma Montagov and Juliette Cai as the ones who had dared to dream. And for that, in a city consumed by nightmares, they were cut down without mercy.”

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140. “These violent delights have violent ends,” Juliette whispered to herself.”

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141. “You wanted daffodils at your wedding, and suddenly I wanted to be the one beside you at the altar watching you hold them. I wanted it to be real. I wanted it all to be real.”

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142. “They let the silence run, because Juliette could hardly think when Roma was so close, and Roma didn’t seem too eager to loosen the anger in his eyes.”

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143. “Calla removes the cigarette from her lips and, with the puff of smoke still in her lungs, leans forward and kisses him. Despite his words, he lets her release right into him, taking the toxins down his throat. He’ll let her poison him, swallow everything down like this is the sweetest liquor he has ever tasted.”

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144. “Together or not at all, doragaya.”

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145. “Entitlement that encouraged their wives to place a delicate handkerchief to their nose and sniff, wholeheartedly believing the tirade was deserved. They believed themselves the rulers of the world – on stolen land in America, on stolen land in Shanghai. Everywhere they went – entitlement. And Juliette was so tired.”

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146. “Juliette wouldn’t dare because no matter how big her talk was, she still couldn’t separate the hatred broiling in her stomach with the sudden lurch of adrenaline that came to life with his proximity. If her body refused to forget who Roma once was to her, how was she to make those same limbs rebel from their nature, make them destroy him? “Penny for your thoughts?”

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147. “It was his father. Perhaps it made Orion a bad operative, but if he were ever to encounter incriminating evidence within the walls of his house, his first instinct would be to hide it away.”

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148. “No matter how lightly he wanted to take the world, the world came barreling toward him at breakneck speed every second day.”

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149. “In that manner, perhaps no one is alike to anyone, but that only means that they are another one of the masses, another face that does not draw attention, another late-night wanderer trailing along the streets to the dun, dun! of the tram chugging on its tracks. They are your neighbor leaning off the balcony; they are a hawker selling peaches; they are that banker hailing the last rickshaw in the area to pursue the night in a different district. They are, quite simply, Shanghai.”

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150. “Princess of Shanghai, of course.” He withdrew his hand. “Nothing else would be worthy.”

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