Top 200 Giana Darling Quotes (2024 Update)
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101. “Better men could love you,” I said, my voice guttural but strong. I opened my eyes and pinned her with the heaviness of my conviction. “But now, I’ll kill any of them who try.”

— Giana Darling

102. “And through it all, we watched each other, Bea and me, locked together in this death in a way I felt echo into the future of our lives, linking us in a way I’d never be able to forget. I knew then, as I’d only been curious about it before, that Beatrice Lafayette was going to be mine.”

— Giana Darling

103. “Why was it that someone could act in a million horrible ways, but a small collection of good moments could make them seem redeemable?”

— Giana Darling

104. “I wanted to turn my body into one of his poems, an ode to me written in my skin and bones.”

— Giana Darling

105. “My eyes settled on King again, seeing him throw back his head and laugh that laugh I had fallen in love with in the parking lot, that laugh that had been the final catalyst in my marriage. I barely knew the man, who he worked.”

— Giana Darling

106. “He was a man of many smiles, and I knew each and every one of them.”

— Giana Darling

107. “She looked like some dark nymph, some creature of the night come out from under the bed to play.”

— Giana Darling

108. “Like winning with you, Cress, but it’s never losin’ so long as you’re the one happy in the end.”

— Giana Darling

109. “I’m just happy to have shared it with you. Being able to be there for you is a privilege I have the feeling you don’t afford to many people.”

— Giana Darling

110. “The truth was, even though my heart was about twice as small as Li’s, I still wanted to give every inch of it to her, hopin’ beyond hope it’d be enough.”

— Giana Darling

111. “Whoever said beauty was a gift had clearly never experienced it for themselves because it was nothing but a prettily wrapped curse.”

— Giana Darling

112. “I was a storm of calamity, cast adrift on a sea of black doings and loosely drawn rebel rules. He was an old growth oak with roots sunk deep into rich earth, limbs stretching wide across the sky, standing sentry across centuries as the world toiled away beneath its leaves.”

— Giana Darling

113. “In my own way, I supposed, I was terrorizing Priest just as much as he was used to being a terror to others. My kindness toward him was an aberration he wasn’t accustomed to. It only made me want to swaddle him up in my love and never let him go.”

— Giana Darling

114. “I felt like one of Picasso’s strange imaginings, my body twisted up with tension and fear so that I couldn’t even recognize myself as human anymore.”

— Giana Darling

115. “Cut through the thicket of dangerous thorns surrounding her gorgeous, one-of-a-kind heart, so that I could hold the tender, fragile bud in my hand and watch it grow. Dominate her mind, body and soul until every molecule of her person was imprinted with my name.”

— Giana Darling

116. “I’d found what I loved, and I was only too willin’ to let it kill me.”

— Giana Darling

117. “Loved her enough to kill and die for her ’cause only the finality of death could match the finality of my kinda love for that girl.”

— Giana Darling

118. “He just looked at you like you were a flower that bloomed just for him.”

— Giana Darling

119. “Crying is the bodies way of expressing emotion that’s too big for words. It doesn’t make you weak, Lena, and I’m happy to hear you’re just feeling again.”

— Giana Darling

120. “But you see, I am not a professional, and there is something about all that studied perfection that makes me eager to break her.”

— Giana Darling

121. “You could tell me every dark thing you’ve ever done, every terrible thought you’ve ever had, and I’d still love you. The bad we’ve done doesn’t make us inherently bad people, Nova. It makes us human. It’s the good we’ve done that matters. And you? Everything good in my life was planted there by you. How could I not love you for that?”

— Giana Darling

122. “It’s about you and me explorin’ somethin’ between us that feels like fire.”

— Giana Darling

123. “Everyone laughed, and I felt the sound score through me. I wondered if you could be scarred in a positive way, if something could sear so deeply into your skin it left a magnificent, lasting imprint.”

— Giana Darling

124. “His face was heartbreakingly beautiful, stern features softened by pain and concern, his eyes so green they glowed against his golden tan, his thick brown lashes.”

— Giana Darling

125. “She was disarming me, in more ways than I could count.”

— Giana Darling

126. “It didn’t matter if you were born wealthy or poor, beautiful or scarred. Tragedy was the great equalizer.”

— Giana Darling

127. “When you grew up poor, money wasn’t only a primary motivator; it was almost an obsession.”

— Giana Darling

128. “She was mine. And I was hers in the way a wolf is owned by his moon, elementally, fuckin’ irrevocably.”

— Giana Darling

129. “We must not all be exactly alike to live a life worthy of God’s grace. Instead, we must follow the path our hearts set out for us so that we might find fulfilment in ways more than just spiritual, but equally profound.”

— Giana Darling

130. “He kissed me the way little girls dream about being kissed at their weddings, the way teenagers like to see in movies. The way most grown women have given up on wishing for.”

— Giana Darling

131. “He looked criminal, filled with wicked intent and handsome enough to tempt the pope to sin.”

— Giana Darling

132. “It’s you and me, Lou. Has been since you were seven years old, so even though you’re young, I figure it was gonna happen sooner rather than later and I decided that it better happen right fuckin’ now.”

— Giana Darling

133. “I couldn’t believe this was Danner I was listening to, that the gentleman cop could get off on something so goddamn dirty.”

— Giana Darling

134. “Feels like the purest form a sin to have these man-killin’ hands on such a fuckin’ angel.”

— Giana Darling

135. “A flower is beautiful as it is, transient, full of colour and life for the time it blooms, but it’s simple, shallow even. A flower is just a flower. But art? Art is a flower painted so it won’t die. A flower on the skin of a woman with depth and texture to her soul? It’s the context that gives it beauty,” he spoke in a voice like velvet rubbing against my sensitive skin.”

— Giana Darling

136. “If Nova had planted a garden in my heart all these years without stopping to smell the flowers, he was tending to them now, watering the growths, shaping the topiaries into something even more exquisite, even more precious to me.”

— Giana Darling

137. “I brought the cherry lollipop to my mouth, got it wet again then trailed it between her breasts and swirled it over her belly button. She stiffened then writhed when she figured out where I was goin’ with it.”

— Giana Darling

138. “No one person is good or evil, and paradoxically Satan, the character who is traditionally meant to embody all that is bad in the world, is the one to illustrate how natural it is to be at conflict with both, to embody the two.”

— Giana Darling

139. “She made a man feel like a fuckin’ god, and I wasn’t goin’ to let her worship be for nothin’.”

— Giana Darling

140. “Because I love you,” he growled. “Because I fuckin’ love you enough to tear the world apart if it wrongs you, if it causes even a minute of misery for my girl with the whiskey eyes. Never felt this way about anything and I don’t want to ever again.”

— Giana Darling

141. “You always throw up thorns the second I get close to the heart of you.”

— Giana Darling

142. “He gazed down at me hungrily with a question in the quirk of his brow. “I don’t know how you do this to me.” “Do what?” “Make me feel,” he said, as if that in itself wasn’t tragic. “I’d thought I hunted down all emotion to extinction.”

— Giana Darling

143. “What happened to my girl?” he asked again, his thumb trailing whisper soft over the cuts then pressing over my thudding pulse point as if to reassure himself I was alive and safe. “Tell me so I can kill them.”

— Giana Darling

144. “You could be scarred tomorrow, I could go blind the next day, and I would still think you are the most dazzling soul I’ve ever known.”

— Giana Darling

145. “No, but I fuckin’ well plan on it. You wanted me to touch you, Lou, you wanted to tempt the fuckin’ beast?”

— Giana Darling

146. “You could tempt a saint into sinning.”

— Giana Darling

147. “You just wear yours on your skin.”

— Giana Darling

148. “The man had broken into my house to invite himself to dinner he’d bought, and somehow, he made me feel unhospitable and ungracious.”

— Giana Darling

149. “Only the sun had ever kissed me there, the sun and the air and the cool touch of water. For nineteen years, nature had been my only lover, a shy thing, tentative and teasing. Priest was none of those things. He was anti-matter, sucking me up ruthlessly and refusing to spit me out, eating away at my edges until I was all core, all sensation.”

— Giana Darling

150. “I caught sight of the wicked skull and flaming wings across his leather jacket and knew without a flicker of a doubt, that I’d never been meant for anything or anyone else.”

— Giana Darling