Top 400 E.L. James Quotes (2026 Update)
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351. “Yes,” I croak, and clear my throat. “Yes.” There, that sounded more confident.”

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352. “I should run, but I can’t. I’m drawn to him on some deep, elemental level that I can’t begin to understand.”

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353. “Still kneeling, he grasps my foot and undoes my Converse, pulling off my shoe and sock.”

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354. “My sweet, sad Fifty Shades.”

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355. “Miss Steele. How nice to hear from you.” I hear her breath hitch and the sound travels directly to my groin. Great. I’m affecting her. Like she’s affecting me.”

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356. “I rarely wear makeup – it intimidates me. None of my literary heroines had to deal with makeup. Maybe I’d know more about it if they had.”

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357. “Come on, I’ll take you home,” he murmurs. “I need to tell Kate.” Holy Moses, I’m in his arms again. “My brother can tell her.” “What?” “My brother Elliot is talking to Miss Kavanagh.” “Oh?” I don’t understand. “He was with me when you phoned.” “In Seattle?” I’m confused. “No, I’m staying at the Heathman.” Still? Why? “How did you find me?” “I tracked your cell phone Anastasia.”

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358. “Whining and panting beneath.”

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359. “I craved the escape that fiction provided.”

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360. “You want to play on your Xbox?” I ask.”

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361. “Christian stares at him impassively, but he’s amused. All eyes are on Christian. What’s he going to do? My heart is in my mouth. I feel sick. “One hundred thousand dollars,” he says, his voice ringing clear and loud through the tent.”

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362. “Telul nostru este sa oferim placere.”

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363. “She crosses her arms and taps her foot with a what-are-you-complaining-about look on her face. Christian stops in the doorway and clasps my chin, forcing my eyes to meet his.”

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364. “And to cherish you for as long as we both shall live.” I sigh.”

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365. “Do I dare to hope? Damn it. Yes, I do.”

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366. “Christian takes my hand, and we.”

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367. “Mr. Grey.” I nod at him. Moving with lithe athletic grace to the door, he opens it wide. “Just ensuring you make it through the door, Miss Steele.” He gives me a small smile. Obviously, he’s referring to my earlier less-than-elegant entry into his office. I blush.”

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368. “My campaign to win her back is under way. I feel elated; the small blossom of hope is now a Japanese flowering cherry.”

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369. “Get a grip, Steele.”

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370. “Now Moist Editor, SIP.”

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371. “I need to be home this.”

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372. “Grey doesn’t do nice. He does polite, maybe. And.”

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373. “A man of your advanced years is surely a little deaf.” “Sorry, could you speak up? I can’t hear you.”

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374. “I hunt in the refrigerator and find some maple syrup.”

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375. “I don’t fit in here at all. Nothing changes. I inwardly sigh.”

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376. “Ana – as usual, you’re my.”

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377. “Room” is the wrong word. It’s not a room – it’s a mission statement.”

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378. “He likes control over everything, including me. Yet he’s so unpredictably and disarmingly agreeable, too. He can be tender, good-humored, even sweet. And when he is, it’s so left field and unexpected.”

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379. “I love you, Christian Grey.”

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380. “Forget it, Ana, I scold myself. I decide that, all in all, it’s been a very interesting experience, but I shouldn’t dwell on it. Put it behind you. I never have to see him again.”

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381. “I need to take my fragile, wounded pride away and somehow nurse it back to health.”

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382. “Ana, I’m sorry. It took me nine months to get this interview. It will take another six to reschedule, and we’ll both have graduated by then. As the editor, I can’t blow this off. Please,” Kate begs me in her rasping, sore throat voice. How does she do it? Even ill she looks gamine and gorgeous, strawberry blond hair in place and green eyes bright, although now red rimmed and runny. I ignore my pang of unwelcome sympathy.”

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383. “Wasn’t this always a risk, with someone like her? Someone good and innocent and courageous. A risk that she’d not see the real me until it was too late. That I would make her suffer like this?”

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384. “Villa Lobos,’ an aria from Bachianas Brasileiras. Good, isn’t it?”

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385. “Would you like a bag?” she asks, as I pass her my AmEx.”

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386. “Ana x At least I still earned a kiss. Surely she.”

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387. “Yep. I rub my chin as I formulate a plan, and moments.”

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388. “You know how to show a girl.”

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389. “I felt the tablecloth move, and it’s a calculated guess based on years of experience. I’m right, aren’t I?”

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390. “But during her weekend, in quiet moments, all she’d been able to think about was him. She doesn’t understand why.”

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391. “How nice was that?”

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392. “Veneration. It’s as if he’s worshipping me. He.”

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393. “My mind drifts back to the afternoon. Given what I understand of his preferences, I think he’s been easy on me. Would I do it again? I can’t even pretend to put up an argument against that. Of course I would, if he asked me – as long as he didn’t hurt me and if it’s the only way to be with him.”

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394. “My Inner goddess jumped and hid behind the couch.”

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395. “Thank you. It’s yar.”

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396. “My subconscious has reared her somnambulant head. Where was she when I needed her?”

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397. “Of course! This is it! This is what I can do.”

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398. “Then we’re out into the bright Seattle May morning.”

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399. “I don’t know whether to worship at your.”

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400. “Ana, there’s a package for you.” Kate is standing on the steps up to the front door holding a brown paper parcel. Odd. I haven’t ordered anything from Amazon recently.”

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