Top 500 Christina Lauren Quotes (2026 Update)
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451. “Sometimes, the worst day of your life might turn out to be the best thing that ever happened to you – it all depends on the way you look at it.”

— Christina Lauren

452. “I was an upbeat kid, and when I wanted to feel bad, he let me feel bad. The only thing he ever said was “It’ll get better.” And he was never wrong.”

— Christina Lauren

453. “Remember that thing I alluded to on the plane?” he asked, eyes glued to her. A tiny smile played at her lips. “Jog my memory, Player Will.” He squeezed his eyes closed, took a deep breath before looking back at her, and said, “Marry me?”

— Christina Lauren

454. “I don’t think I’ve ever loved anyone quite like this. In this sort of giddy, obliterating game-changing way. Where I can see myself with her for the rest of my life...”

— Christina Lauren

455. “I miss her so much I need a new language for it.”

— Christina Lauren

456. “Speaking to God feels like instinct, like it’s wired into me. I can’t imagine what I’d do if I left. It’s like standing in an open field and trying to point to the four walls. There’s just no framework to my life without the church.”

— Christina Lauren

457. “He’ll be very good for someone, and I’m sad it won’t be me.”

— Christina Lauren

458. “I always expected to fall in love and feel jittery or hyperaware or overwhelmed. I never expected falling in love with someone would just make me feel even more comfortable in my own skin.”

— Christina Lauren

459. “Good?” she whispered, stroking the sensitive skin there, no smile, no frown, simply needing to know. I nodded, reaching to run my thumb over her cheek. “You’re perfect.”

— Christina Lauren

460. “Drama always settles with the dullest outcome possible.”

— Christina Lauren

461. “But then there’s a matter of what we did on the mountain, we kissed and it wasn’t a simple kiss or accidental peck, but a kiss with tongue and hands and lips and intent.”

— Christina Lauren

462. “Have you ever been slapped? By yourself?”

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463. “The world tells girls we should want romantic, flashy grand gestures, and those can be great. But if I had given it deeper thought, I know I’d have dreamed up something just like this – an offer given with honesty and communication and mutual respect – over anything showy.”

— Christina Lauren

464. “There’s no way a person could have this much diarrhea and survive.”

— Christina Lauren

465. “Do you think about it?” she asked. “Kissing me there?” “I have,” I admitted. “I think about it and wonder if I’d ever come up for air.”

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466. “Trust your muse... But what if I don’t have one? There’s a part of me that worries I don’t love to write enough to do it all day, my entire life... I think part of what’s keeping me from starting is the fear that I won’t actually love it, and then I’ll be left with a degree I won’t use, and no other prospects.”

— Christina Lauren

467. “I pride myself on being steady and unruffled even with my friends, and so I’m trying to get myself together, but goddamn, it is hard. They’re making a movie out of my childhood ideas.”

— Christina Lauren

468. “I tell you I love you, and I don’t even get a ‘thanks’ or ’how lovely.”

— Christina Lauren

469. “I miss you, I tell him. I wasn’t ready. I still needed you.”

— Christina Lauren

470. “Do you think you could love me, too?”

— Christina Lauren

471. “I don’t care what the doctrine is. After all, it’s not my church.”

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472. “Being an artist is sometimes about not being afraid to do it badly first.”

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473. “If I’d given you another, what was your final question going to be?” he asked her, his voice hoarse with emotion. Catalina looked up at him, her eyes adoring and concerned. “I was going to ask you whether you could fly.” He could; he could fly and glide and soar and dive, but right in that moment, with his soul and heart returned to him, with Catalina standing before him and their future spreading out ahead like a vibrant, luxurious tapestry, Brigan could only fall to his knees.”

— Christina Lauren

474. “I’d suspect most people comment on your eyes,” he said quietly, running a fingertip across her collarbone. “That startling, bright blue.” Surely he could feel her heart scaling her windpipe. He didn’t seem to remember there was anyone else in the room. “But I prefer your mouth.” “You do?” Jess managed. “I do,” he said, and bent, kissing her forehead. “You don’t give those smiles away for free.”

— Christina Lauren

475. “His voice is both low and quiet, and it has this hypnotic rhythm to it. I wonder whether someday he’ll give sermons with that voice, whether he’ll throw down judgement with that voice.”

— Christina Lauren

476. “Just look pretty for me.”

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477. “I pulled out a kitchen stool, sinking down onto it. Running a half marathon didn’t exhaust me as much as all of this did. My love for her was a heavy, pulsing, living thing, and it made me feel crazy, and anxious, and famished. I hated seeing her stressed and scared. I hated seeing her upset at my anger, but even worse was the knowledge that she had the power to break my heart and had very little experience being careful about it. I was completely at her fumbling, inexperienced mercy.”

— Christina Lauren

478. “I thought about getting a cat today. That’s a solid step into the commitment zone.”

— Christina Lauren

479. “How can he feel both like an adventure and a comfort?”

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480. “The acceptable grieving period for the loss of my marriage and all the things it meant for my life had expired. The rest of the world had moved on. I was supposed to, too.”

— Christina Lauren

481. “He’d wanted to touch many women in his life. But he’d never so badly wanted to deserve one before.”

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482. “This is my Hanna.”

— Christina Lauren

483. “And also a little creepy to realize how alike we are.”

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484. “She was silly, and confident, and so much her own person it almost made the rest of the world seem monochromatic.”

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485. “I don’t want you to hide. I like you.”

— Christina Lauren

486. “I wanted to bottle his sounds and eat them later.”

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487. “You don’t have to pretend,” he says. “You always take my breath away.”

— Christina Lauren

488. “There are beautiful things that came out of this tragedy.”

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489. “I want to figure out what I like.”

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490. “The stars could fall, the ocean could take over the land, and I wouldn’t even realize it until long after Finn slows his hips and runs his hand up my leg and along my side, until he reaches my jaw, cupping it and telling me he’s never wanted anything the way he wants me.”

— Christina Lauren

491. “Writing is a tie – however tenuous – to him.”

— Christina Lauren

492. “Finally Max spoke: “They haven’t tried to kill each other in at least four months. It’s confusing the hell out of everyone.”

— Christina Lauren

493. “But then I met you,′ he says.”

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494. “Finally she turns, reaching for the door. “You’re like my blanket fort.” “I’ve been called worse things.”

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495. “Calvin told me to do something with my brain, but how? Threads of ideas appear on the edge and are gone as soon as my fingers settle on the keys. There’s no connective tissue to string them together, no skeleton to hold them up. I want to live my life with the intensity I see on the stage up there, want to feel passionate about something in the same way. But what if it never happens for me?”

— Christina Lauren

496. “Free beats talented, every time.”

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497. “I’d had a few of these quiet, crystallizing moments in the past few weeks. Moments where I simultaneously registered how much I’d grown up and how little I really knew about life and relationships. Some of these moments happened when I was watching Bennett and Chloe, and the quiet way they picked on and adored each other in equal measure. Another moment was here, playing a game by myself, feeling more content than I had in a very long time.”

— Christina Lauren

498. “Do you ever have a feeling about someone? Like they’re your safe space and, I don’t know, like someday it could be more?” I swallow, nodding. “Yeah. Of course.” I’m looking right at her. “I have a feeling about him.” But the thing is, when she looks up at me and our eyes lock, I’m pretty sure she has a feeling about me, too.”

— Christina Lauren

499. “Unraveled and bare, Jess knew in her bones that he was her ninety-eight.”

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500. “It didn’t really get easier, per se. Our sadness just got quieter.”

— Christina Lauren