Top 400 E.L. James Quotes (2025 Update)
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151. “He’s like several different people in one body. Isn’t that a symptom of schizophrenia? I must Google that.”

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152. “The pain is such that I refuse to acknowledge it. I feel numb. I have somehow escaped from my body and am now a casual observer to this unfolding tragedy.”

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153. “I want you to like it, too. To be happy in it, too.” “I’ll be happy wherever you are. It’s that simple, Ana.” His gaze holds mine. He is utterly, utterly sincere. I blink at him as my heart expands. Holy cow, he really does love me. “Well” – I swallow, fighting the small knot of emotion that catches in my throat – “I.”

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154. “So, it was nice knowing me?”

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155. “He pulls up outside my duplex. I belatedly realize he’s not asked me where I live – yet he knows. But then he sent the books, of course he knows where I live. What able, cell-phone-tracking, helicopter owning, stalker wouldn’t.”

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156. “Like Eve, you’re so quick to eat from the tree of knowledge.”

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157. “WHEN I LOOK UP again, the paintings in my foyer, my Madonnas, bring a mirthless smile to my lips. The idealization of motherhood. All of them gazing at their infants, or staring inauspiciously down at me.”

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158. “Are you gay, Mr. Grey?”

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159. “His hands fist in my hair as he pulls my face up to his, and his mouth is on mine, a passionate desperation in his kiss. I don’t know why this takes me by surprise, but it does. I taste his relief, his longing, and his residual anger while his tongue possesses my mouth. He stops, gazing down at me, resting his weight against me so I can’t move. He leaves me breathless, clinging to him for support, staring up into that beautiful face etched with determination and without any trace of humor.”

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160. “Oh, I exercise control in all things, Miss Steele,” he says without a trace of humor in his smile.”

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161. “Lying in my bed, I pray for a dreamless sleep... but if I am to dream, I want to dream of her.”

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162. “I’ve never promised to play fair where you’re concerned.”

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163. “I’ve set the bar quite high in terms of storytelling.”

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164. “With one last lingering look at Anastasia Steele – the first woman I’ve ever slept with – I head out for my run.”

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165. “Well, when you were nearly run over by the cyclist-and i was holding you and you were looking up at me – all ’kiss me, kiss me, Christian.”

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166. “I don’t do romance, sweetheart.”

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167. “Miss Anastasia Steele is here to see you, Mr. Grey.”

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168. “There is something about Christian that is old-fashioned and romantic.”

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169. “I slip it into my inside pocket, pleased that it will rest close to my heart.”

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170. “I love him. Simple.”

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171. “Women basically want the same thing – a good passionate story, a great fantasy – and for our partners to do the laundry and the washing up.”

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172. “I want to be all things to this man, his Alpha and his Omega and everything in between, because he is all things to me.”

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173. “The best person to write for is yourself – and what better place to start than in a journal.”

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174. “I nuzzle up against him, eyes closed, my nose at his throat, drinking in his sexy Christian-and-spiced-musky bodywash fragrance, my head on his shoulder. I let my mind drift, and I allow myself to fantasize that he loves me. Oh, and it’s so real, tanglible almost, and a small part of my nasty harpy subconscious acts completely out of character and dares to hope.”

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175. “Ana.” Elliot’s voice is clipped and quiet, and my scalp prickles ominously. “What’s wrong?” “It’s Christian. He’s not back from Portland.” “What? What do you mean?” “His helicopter has gone missing.” “Charlie Tango?” I whisper as all the breath leaves my body. “No!”

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176. “How mad?” “Scale of one to ten, I think I’m at fifty.”

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177. “I’ll miss you, too. More than you know,” he breathes.”

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178. “I nod, and taking my tea, I head into the library. It’s my refuge. I dig my BlackBerry out of my purse and contemplate calling Christian. I know it’s a shock for him – but he really did overreact. When does he not overreact?”

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179. “Damn right. She’s my girl. Handkerchiefs are my business, not his.”

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180. “Oh my.”

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181. “I will handle this better from my seat of power.”

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182. “I don’t know any other way. Anastasia. This is who I am.”

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183. “I think virgins are far more interesting to write about. If we’ve been around the block a few times, we know what to expect. Not so with virgins.”

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184. “So many accomplishments, Mr. Grey.” “And the greatest one is you, Miss Steele.”

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185. “You want to play on your Xbox?” I ask. He laughs loudly. “No, Anastasia, no Xbox, no Playstation. Come.”

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186. “Taylor: “He’s been hell on wheels the last few days. Glad we’re here.”

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187. “Calling to the gods, she’s every inch a goddess.”

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188. “Every time I look at him, it makes me smile.”

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189. “Anatasia You Are My More My Love, My Life Christian.”

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190. “I’m looking forward to getting back to my house and my Ugg boots and not washing sometimes, and getting back to writing.”

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191. “I could really take care of you. Where the hell did that thought come from?”

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192. “I turn to leave, but as an afterthought I decide to light the various candles that are artfully arranged on the stone bench. Lit candles count as “more,” don’t they?”

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193. “His wedding ring clinks against the glass as he takes another sip of wine. Now that is a sexy sound.”

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194. “I got over it, and I’m now a firm advocate of instant gratification. Carpe diem, Ana.”

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195. “I’m not a great writer.”

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196. “I went to Sunday school, Anastasia. It taught me a great deal.” Catechism. Guilt. And that God abandoned me long ago.”

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197. “We’re going to have to work on keeping you still, baby.”

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198. “I want to own this woman, body and soul. I want her.”

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199. “I am going to New York whether you like it or not,” I hiss. “Don’t count – ” I hang up, cutting him off mid-sentence.”

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200. “Let’s split up.” Mia claps her hands. “Girls, shopping – boys, outdoor boring stuff.”

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