Top 160 Elena Armas Quotes (2026 Update)
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101. “Yes. Do not look at me like that,” I told him, pointing my finger at his frown. “In Spain, cousins and second cousins are immediate family too, okay? Same goes for uncles, aunts, and great-uncles and great-aunts. Sometimes, neighbors too.”

— Elena Armas

102. “If you could, tell Aaron that I don’t think one can laugh at, or much less understand, jokes when one lacks a sense of humor, please.”

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103. “It wouldn’t really matter if I asked her to please listen to me a thousand more times. That wasn’t something my mother excelled at, much less ever practiced. Listening was reserved for those whose vocal cords took breaks.”

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104. “While I was busy wondering if we were expecting anybody, it took me by surprise when an arm – which I was starting to get very well acquainted with at this rate – snaked around my waist and pulled me backward. My ass landed on something hard and hot, immediately molding into the space. Aaron’s lap. His breath caressed the shell of my ear. “You didn’t say good morning.”

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105. “You like The Lion King?” “Of course.”

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106. “Hold on to her, son. For as long as time lets you.”

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107. “Do I have your attention?” “You don’t need to do any of that.” He lowered the large black-and-white-colored pages with a brisk motion. “You always have my undivided attention, Catalina.”

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108. “You always have my undivided attention, Catalina.”

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109. “If you were really mine, I’d do this all the time.”

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110. “My eyelids eventually fluttered shut, but right before darkness engulfed me, I thought I heard Aaron whisper, “You feel complete in my arms. You feel like my home.”

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111. “Did you smuggle doughnuts out of the wedding in your pocket?”

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112. “Aaron’s fingers found my chin, tilting my face up to meet his gaze. “Hey.” The blue in his eyes shone under the fluorescent light illuminating the terminal, snatching all my attention. “There you are.”

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113. “Surprisingly, everything was going smoothly. So far, no awkward or embarrassing moments had made me regret all my life choices, and no one had dropped any inappropriate questions that made me want to open a hole in the ground and plunge myself in.”

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114. “I don’t want to change you. I wouldn’t change a single thing about you, as much as sometimes you drive me absolutely insane. You are who you are. And I love that. Let those goddamn smiles be rare as long as they’re mine.”

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115. “Of course,” he said with his brows still furrowed. “I always have time for you.”

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116. “How lonely I must be when my only option was a colleague who didn’t even like me all that much in the first place.”

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117. “I frowned. “Something in my mouth?” God knew that with my record, I had probably been talking with a chunk of fish or cilantro hanging off my mouth. Aaron dipped his head, his mouth landing on the corner of my lips. Then, I felt his tongue peek out and wipe that spot clean. “Not anymore.”

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118. “You were looking at me the way you are now. Just like that. I didn’t want it to end.”

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119. “Then, there’s the way his eyes have been on you the whole time we’ve been here.” Whoa, what? “It’s been only, what? A couple of hours? And he’s still absorbed by you, watching and following every single move you make, as if you were pooping rainbows and leaving behind a trail of glitter. It would be disgusting if I wasn’t in love myself.” She patted my hand. “And trust me, sis, you all red and blotchy? Not that cute.”

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120. “Not like a ride in a yeehaw kind of way. I said that because one takes cars for a ride. Like, for a spin. But not men, not in that way. At least, I have never taken a man for a spin.”

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121. “To which I had snorted so hard that a little bit of water came out my nose.”

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122. “That flawless, shirtless, blue-eyed bastard. Throwing me off-balance like that.”

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123. “One day, I was going to throw something at that ridiculously symmetrical face of his. I truly was, but it was never going to be a brownie.”

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124. “Aaron’s hand shot to the console, changing the temperature setting and switching on the heating of my seat.”

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125. “I wouldn’t hate it, you know? I wouldn’t hate it if you were the one slaying my dragons for me.”

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126. “What are you thinking, Aaron?” A hum rose in his throat, the sound deep and husky. It shot straight to my chest. “I’m thinking you want me to kiss you.” My blood swirled at his words, turning thicker. I do, I do. “And I’m also thinking that if I don’t do it soon, I might lose my goddamn mind.”

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127. “Cheeks flushed, I was completely and utterly unprepared for what the half-naked man in front of me did next. Aaron’s eyes twinkled under the Spanish sun, one corner of his lips curled, gifting me with a full-fledged smirk, and then he winked. A single, quick, playful wink.”

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128. “If I were yours, I would not be capable of functioning without touching you.” His words made something in my chest constrict. “I couldn’t go a few minutes without doing this,” he added, squeezing my waist with his hand and slipping his thumb below my sleeping shirt, robbing me of the following breath. “Or something like this.” Aaron stepped further into me, pressing his hips against mine. A helpless whimper left me.”

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129. “He. Did. Not. Fit.”

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130. “I don’t send them all away.”

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131. “Two gin and tonics, please,” he said without so much as a second glance to the flight attendant. “That okay, baby?”

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132. “Love is a funny game, mi amor. There are no rules, and no matter how hard you try to win, one way or another, your heart is always on the line.”

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133. “They probably thought they were not taking any side, but they were. Their silence was doing exactly that.”

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134. “You are all I can see. Even when I close my eyes, you’re all I see.”

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135. “Me.” He tilted his head, holding my gaze. “That’s what’s being auctioned.” His voice matched the quality of his eyes, making a shiver trail down my arms. “And that’s what you’ll be bidding on tonight, Catalina. Me.”

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136. “This is not a one-way street, Rosie. You look after me and I look after you. We take care of each other. We’re a team.”

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137. “Blaming yourself now is not going to change the past; it’s only going to take away energy that you should be spending in the present.”

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138. “You’re so strong, so fiercely independent, that I want to keep you happy and safe before you have to. I trust you. Not even once have I doubted you’re capable of withstanding a single thing that life throws at you. But that doesn’t mean I don’t want to stop anything from ever hurting you again.”

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139. “And if I am interested in someone, I make myself heard. I will find a way for her to know. Sooner or later, she’ll know.” Aaron didn’t look at me, not once. He just spoke with his gaze on the road ahead of us.”

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140. “Because, hermanita, he has it bad.” A snort involuntarily escaped my lips. “Yeah, sure.”

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141. “She took me back. Eventually,” he said, stepping closer to my side, leaning forward until the side of his face lined with mine. “But I don’t go around putting on an apron for just anybody.”

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142. “As you said back in your apartment, I’m a big boy.”

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143. “Oh, the audacity of men to doubt a woman’s capacity to endure pain and discomfort.”

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144. “There was something lodged right in between my ribs that felt a lot like a ticking bomb.”

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145. “I don’t think it computes as a hug when one of the parties remains like a wooden stick, Captain Not So Obvious.”

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146. “We are ignoring him though. You don’t need to spare his feelings. He doesn’t have any.”

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147. “Lucas and Rosie’s Soundtrack.”

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148. “Aaron’s fingers slid to my ankle, kneading and easing the tension away as they went, robbing me of my breath.”

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149. “How tragic – to find love and see it slip through your fingers before your eyes.”

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150. “The chances of him,” I told Rosie, “being actually serious are the same chances I have of having Chris Evans pop out of nowhere and confess his undying love for me.”

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