Top 500 Christina Lauren Quotes (2024 Update)
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351. “The silence stretched between us as did the minutes, and I wondered if she’d fallen asleep. I shifted slightly and was surprised to hear her voice. “Don’t go,” she said into the darkness. I bent, kissed the top of her head, and inhaled her sweet, familiar scent. “I’m not going anywhere.”

— Christina Lauren

352. “Pippa was different. She was an electric charge, a flash of light. Falling in love with Pippa and watching her walk away would be like watching someone extinguish the sun.”

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353. “I want you to call me for help – without an apology already on the tip of your tongue. I want to feel like I can kiss you again by your car at the end of the night.” He swallowed. “I want you in my bed.”

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354. “Quinn is you, I want to say. Don’t let him change you. Don’t let him sexualize your journey from ruin to triumph.”

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355. “Drunk giggly Josh is my favorite, but drunk confident Josh is my new religion.”

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356. “My mind is a blender, coherent thoughts are chopped and killed.”

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357. “I can’t wait for you to become Mr. Bennett Mills.”

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358. “I woke up at noon and counted the minutes until I could go back to bed.”

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359. “I want a fella who notices everything about you when you first met, but would only notice everything that’s missing when you’re not around.”

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360. “My point is that you could never shut out Elliot. He’s your soul mate.”

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361. “I wasn’t thinking as I pulled him through the door and down the hall. All I could do was feel – feel how right we were together, and an overwhelming relief that he was here, and that I didn’t want him to leave.”

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362. “I wanted his weight on me. I wanted to see him hovering over my body and then burn the image into my brain.”

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363. “I’d somehow always expected love to be primarily a mental state, so I still felt unaccustomed to the physical manifestation of my feelings for her: the way my stomach would grow tight, the way my chest would press in, my heart pounding blood hard and fast through my arteries.”

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364. “He was mirroring my thoughts on Saturday night – this man is good for you, Sara – the same thoughts I’d tried so hard to hold on to.”

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365. “Because you seek out power struggles with men to avoid being vulnerable?”

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366. “Okay, when you smile at me like that, I want to climb. And God knows it’s been forever since I’ve been properly manhandled.”

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367. “Why won’t you give me what I want?”

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368. “The way Emily describes it: when I meet someone I love, I become an octopus and wind my tentacles around their heart, tighter and tighter until they can’t deny they love me just the same.”

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369. “But if you did, how would you touch me?” she asked, folding the garment neatly before placing it in an open drawer in front of her. I barely had to consider the question before my answer burst forward: “Desperately.”

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370. “I’m open to falling in love with anyone. I’m happy to commit, but the specific parts don’t matter as much as the person.”

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371. “I don’t know why people think permanent denial is better than temporary disappointment.”

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372. “Hanna. I don’t know if I’ve ever wanted something more than I want you. I really don’t.”

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373. “Little did she know I’d follow her down this hallway even if it caught fire. I’d come to this dirty bohemian party with her after all.”

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374. “I’m lonely. I’m lonely because I don’t tell people what I need or what I want, and then get hurt when they don’t figure it out on their own. Is it possible to be a highly functioning adult with a successful career, awesome friends and a lovely family, and still be a Level Five Hot Mess? I may be living proof.”

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375. “Looking over at me, she licked her lips and my heart tripped as I registered she could taste herself from my fingers. I wondered if I’d be remembering her taste until the end of time.”

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376. “We never did lose what we found in this room,” he said, bending now and kissing my shoulder. “In fact, we turned it into the happiest hate-love of all time.”

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377. “You look mighty proud about something. Fire someone today? Kick a puppy?”

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378. “You two are a mess. Tomorrow night we’re doing Buck Up Sara Time the gay way.”

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379. “When he walked away, shoulders square and broad, hair as black as the shadows under the tree, she felt a little hollow, like maybe he’d taken one of her ribs with him when he left.”

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380. “I minimize the chat window, catching only a gif Millie sent of Kristen Bell pretending her middle finger is a tube of lipstick, and peek at my calendar.”

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381. “Take this and stick it up your ass.” I.”

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382. “I’m dreaming of impossible things, I said.”

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383. “Wasn’t it enough that I was secretly giving her the chance to break my heart?”

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384. “Elliot was sexy. What boy our age used the word ripe?”

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385. “He looked back up again, giving me a crooked smile. “You have special underwear for when you’re on your period and I’m the dorky one?”

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386. “We’re talking about the same twenty-something bloke who wore a Wisconsin cheese hat and some flowy Jesus robes for Halloween, calling himself ‘Cheesus’?”

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387. “He was straightforward and quiet: he walked quietly, spoke quietly; even his anger was quiet. It was his love that was booming.”

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388. “They’re eternal newlyweds.”

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389. “I feel a little like the way I used to when I’d dump out a bin full of Lincoln Logs, both overwhelmed and excited – except this is my life, with all these pieces to choose from, and I’m not sure what shape I even want to build.”

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390. “Didn’t I fire you this morning?” “Twice,” I answered for him. “You fired him on Sara’s behalf in the elevator when he referred to you as ‘Mistress of the Dark’ in front of that priest, and a second time when he offered to help Jensen get dressed later.”

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391. “I wish I knew what was happening, both between us and inside my heart. It feels like the organ itself has gotten bigger, like it’s demanding to be seen and heard, reminding me that I am a warm-blooded female with wants and needs that go beyond the basics.”

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392. “I know what this is even if I’ve never felt it before. I’m falling in love.”

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393. “What is it?” I follow the path of his eyes to the pan on the stove where I’ve tossed the prawns with the pasta and vegetables. He winces. “It looks unbelievable. It’s just... ” He swipes a palm across the back of his neck. “I’m allergic to shellfish.”

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394. “I don’t actually care if you break my heart, Sebastian. I went into this knowing it could happen and I gave it to you anyway. But I don’t want you to break your own. You have so much space in your heart for your church, but does it have space for you?”

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395. “Think out loud with me.”

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396. “When I signed up for this honeymoon, I had no idea it would involve so much nudity...”

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397. “The craziest thing about parenting must be that it’s this huge experiment and you have no idea whether it’s successful until, like, decades later.”

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398. “Maybe I’m crying because I’m terrified that he’s come here to do more damage, to reactivate what I feel only to let me down easy again, missionary style.”

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399. “I just had an out-of-body experience. Niall Stella just took off my shirt and admired my chest.” “Do you need to text someone?”

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400. “She’s candy-sweet at the surface and probably terrible at communicating negative emotions. Meanwhile, I’m like a sour patch kid on the surface, but will happily detail all the ways I think the world is going to hell.”

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