Top 180 Emma Chase Quotes (2024 Update)
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101. “Cover your knobber before you bob her – that’s.”

— Emma Chase

102. “We shy away from the things that hurt us – that have hurt us in the past. That’s what scars are for. They protect the wounds. Cover them with thick, numb tissue so we’ll never feel the same pain again.”

— Emma Chase

103. “That won’t give me my lipstick back, you little brat!” “I couldn’t help myself!” she pleads. And I unconsciously nod. That’s it, kid – go with insanity. It’s all you’ve got left.”

— Emma Chase

104. “It doesn’t count as a lie if the person you’re lying to knows it’s a lie.”

— Emma Chase

105. “You should go out with your friends, Chelsea. Have fun.” No matter how much I hate the idea. “The kids and I will be fine.”

— Emma Chase

106. “Choosing between dull and dishonest is like being asked whether you want to be shot or stabbed. “What.”

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107. “A good friends should be able to tell you anything. Maybe your boyfriend’s screwing around, or a dress that makes your love handles hang over like a shar-pei’s skin? In either case, if they’re not brave enough to tell it like it is? They’re not your best friend.”

— Emma Chase

108. “Not for the first time, I wonder if Drew Evans is the devil – or a close relation. I can picture him offering the fastingChrist a loaf of bread and making it sound completely acceptable for him to take a big ole bite out of it.”

— Emma Chase

109. “I shrug, trying to seem cool and unaffected. “Might look a bit too ‘Putin’ on the horse.” He.”

— Emma Chase

110. “When he’s gone, I turn around to ask Olivia if she’s all right, and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t expecting a little show of gratitude. Perhaps with her mouth, hopefully with her hands – and just maybe if she’s really grateful, she’ll bring some hip-grinding action into the equation. She gives me some mouth, all right. “Who the hell do you think you are?” Her hands are on her hips, her cheeks are flushed and she’s livid. Cock-stirringly stunning – but absolutely furious. “Do.”

— Emma Chase

111. “I love her. It can’t end this way.”

— Emma Chase

112. “You can’t blame the nuclear missile for going off after all its buttons have been pushed.”

— Emma Chase

113. “The only thing that smells better than a new book is an old one.” I.”

— Emma Chase

114. “I feel it too, Ellie. I always have.”

— Emma Chase

115. “My story hasn’t been written yet, but I know it begins with you.”

— Emma Chase

116. “I have money. I have properties I didn’t buy, cars and carpets, antiques and jewels-and none of them means a damn to me if I don’t have her. So-give me a number.”

— Emma Chase

117. “There are meetings in books that stand out, that alter the course of the story. Profound encounters between characters when one soul seems to say to the other, “There you are – I’ve been looking for you.”

— Emma Chase

118. “My pelvis swoons like a romance novel heroine who just saw her Brad Pitt circa Legends of the Fall–like hero riding toward her on horseback. Either.”

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119. “Gossip is petty, but in the world of politics it’s also essential.”

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120. “Perspective doesn’t just change how you look at things, it changes how you feel. And once you think you’ve lost it all, you value every moment infinitely more.”

— Emma Chase

121. “I can’t make out what they’re saying; it sounds like: hiss, blah, she hiss, squeak. But the aunt appears to speak the native language.”

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122. “I want to be above you, beneath you, behind you. I want you weak, drained from coming, hoarse from screaming my name. I’m going to need hours, baby. Fuckin’ days.”

— Emma Chase

123. “I take my time raising my eyes to hers. There’s a difference between pity and compassion, and I’ve had twenty-two years of practice in noting the distinction. Pity is feeling sorry for someone, while being glad you’re not them. Compassion is a shared pain – you hurt with them; their pain becomes your own.”

— Emma Chase

124. “I want you, Callie. For as long as you’re here, for as long as you’ll let me have you. I want all of you.”

— Emma Chase

125. “Anyone worth doing, is worth doing well.”

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126. “I love the look of chastisement on a powerful man’s face in the morning.”

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127. “You are driving me crazy!” Her cheeks are flushed, her breathing’s fast, and she’s got murder in her eyes. Beautiful. I raise my brows hopefully. “Crazy? Like you want to rip my shirt open again?” “No. Crazy like the itch of a yeast infection that just won’t go away.”

— Emma Chase

128. “If nightmers can come true, and sometimes they do... than so can our happiest dreams.”

— Emma Chase

129. “Denial is a skill I mastered at a young age. Don’t think about it. Don’t talk about it. Suck it up. Choke it down.”

— Emma Chase

130. “And yet, I just can’t be bothered to give a damn. I want Olivia. In my bed, on my cock, over my face. And I want her to know it. You.”

— Emma Chase

131. “Do we still hang people?” Henry asks, philosophically. When he doesn’t get an answer, he adds, “If not, I’m bringing hanging back.”

— Emma Chase

132. “In third grade I thought I loved her – by sixth grade, I was sure of it.”

— Emma Chase

133. “Looks matter, but confidence is by far the most alluring accessory a woman can wear.”

— Emma Chase

134. “I didn’t plan on you, Chelsea. Or them. and for as long as I live, you will be the best thing that ever happened to me.”

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135. “It’s never the man who is shamed and ruined. It’s always the woman – the other woman – who gets burned at the stake.” And.”

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136. “This is going to be so awesome!” He looks sort of ill. “Yeah. Great.” He holds up his fist and gives a pathetic “Woo.”

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137. “See, children are beautiful. Precious. Angelic. Particularly when they’re asleep. If they’re disturbed mid-sleep-cycle, however? They’re monsters. Irritable, angry little beasts who bear a striking resemblance to gremlins fed after midnight.”

— Emma Chase

138. “You said we’re fighting over nothing, and we’re fighting about how you made me feel – so that means you think my feelings are nothing!” his mouth opens, like a fish searching for oxygen.”

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139. “I’m not gonna wish you happiness, ’cause you’ve already got that. So I’ll just say, may the road rise to meet you. May the wind be always at your back. May the sun shine warm upon our face. May you live as long as you want, and never want as long as you live. May there be a generation of children on the children of your children. May you live to be a hundred years, with one extra year to repent. And may the saddest day of your and Kate’s future be no worse than the happiest day of your past.”

— Emma Chase

140. “Anything that came before is nothing. This is all that matters. This brave, stunning girl in my arms is all I will ever need.”

— Emma Chase

141. “You might want to grab some popcorn. Because a good lawyer could argue with himself. Two attorneys going head to head is like a verbal MMA cage match with no rules.”

— Emma Chase

142. “But that’s high school boys for you – back them into a corner and they turn ugly – like Gremlins fed after midnight.”

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143. “We left modesty in the dust a ways back – around the first time she played jockey on my face.”

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144. “That’s because stacked on and around her desk, in neat skyscraper-high columns, are books. About three dozen of them. For a moment, I freeze, my mouth open and my eyes wide with shock. Then, inanely, I wonder how the hell she got them all up here. Kate weighs a buck-ten at best. There’s got to be several hundred pounds of pages in this room. It’s then that her shiny dark head emerges over the horizon. And, once again, she smiles. Like a cat with a mouthful of bird.”

— Emma Chase

145. “Henry turns to Olivia and hugs her warmly. “Look at you, Olive.” He gazes at her midsection, where a round burgeoning baby bump strains against her blouse. “I’m going to have to start calling you Pimento – you’re all stuffed.”

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146. “My father’s three basic rules were: Keep your grades up, keep your criminal record clean, and keep your pants zipped.”

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147. “You were always my girl, Callie. Even after you weren’t any more.”

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148. “I squint. “Married?” Lily nods enthusiastically. “At the Drive-Through Wedding Chapel. We took some great pictures. And now I’m Mrs. Billy Warren.” Nope, still can’t wrap my head around it. “Married? Really?” Warren’s expression goes from sappy to annoyed. “Yeah, Long Duck Fuckin’ Dong – married. What’s your problem?”

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149. “I got filet mignon at home, boys. I’m not interested in Sloppy Joes.”

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150. “It was the easiest thing I’ve ever done. When I stood up there, in front of all those cameras, it was like when they say your life flashes before your eyes when you’re dying. I saw all the years ahead – and not one of them mattered worth a damn. Because I didn’t have you there with me. I love you, Olivia. I don’t need a kingdom – if you’re beside me, I already have the whole world.”

— Emma Chase