Top 200 J.M. Darhower Quotes (2026 Update)
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101. “That girl would’ve promised you forever. As long as you love her, for as long as you care, she’s yours. So walking to the park with you and climbing in that Porsche? Easiest decision she’s ever made.”

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102. “I happen to like my balls. They accentuate my cock quite nicely, you know. I’d show you, but well... you’ve got to earn that first. So pay attention, okay? There’s work to do here.”

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103. “The smell of chemicals clings to the kitchen, a strange mixture of bleach and noxious lemon. The floor glistens, everything within eyesight scoured.”

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104. “His thumb grazed her lips, slightly swollen from his hard kisses, as a smile softened his expression. “I didn’t think you could be more beautiful,” he said, “but then you went and screamed my name.” Blush.”

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105. “You don’t know this, but that girl? She cries the entire way home from school. She isn’t crying because she got in trouble. It isn’t out of guilt or shame. Her tears have nothing to do with herself. She cries for you, because of the look she saw on your face when you walked away. There’s anger in your eyes again and tension in your jaw, and now she knows what that means.”

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106. “Ah, that’s an argument I hear often,” Father Alberto said. “How can a God exist when it seems so many have been forsaken? But you fail to realize, son, without the bad we can’t truly appreciate the good.”

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107. “I thought I could play with you a bit, and let you go, but once I had you, Karissa, I had to keep you. I couldn’t walk away.”

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108. “The sensation of being inside of her, their bodies connected, sent a chill down Corrado’s spine that rivaled only the thrill he got from hearing her whimper and moan. He did that. He caused that. His hands – hands that roamed her flushed skin, hands that cupped her warm cheeks as he kissed her deeply – didn’t just cause pain. Those hands didn’t just brutalize. They were capable of pleasure, too, pleasure reserved for her.”

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109. “They say when seeking revenge, dig two graves, one for you and one for them.”

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110. “Never take back something you meant. I’d rather you offend me intentionally if it’s something you believe than lie to my face just to placate me.”

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111. “I’m the kind of guy who will run into a burning building without thinking of the flames... especially since, you know, chances are I set the fire to begin with.”

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112. “I think you’re my apple,” she said quietly. “I don’t regret tasting you. I can’t. You’re not perfect by any means – there are sweeter out there, and you have a few rotten spots – but I’d never have found a juicer apple anywhere in the world.“-Serah.”

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113. “So much to say, but no words strong enough to clear the air between us.”

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114. “That’s not what I asked... I don’t care about those boys who might’ve fumbled around between your legs a time or two. I want to know if you’ve been with a man.”

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115. “You don’t pay to look at art. You pay to keep a piece of it.”

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116. “He ignites something inside of me, stirring up these little sparks in my gut that send jolts through my body, like a defibrillator to the heart.”

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117. “This wasn’t lust. It was something else, something greater. This wasn’t want; this was need, more so than she had ever felt before. It was despair, a drowning man desperate for air, a starving man scrounging for scraps to sustain him. He clung to her, like he held on for dear life, afraid of drifting away. No, not lust. This was love. And.”

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118. “She’s young, and will probably move on someday, and get married, and maybe that dude will hate it but her? Her feelings won’t ever change. Because people we love die, but the love? It never does. It became eternal the moment he stopped breathing. She’ll always love his memory.”

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119. “It’s hard to feel alive when you’ve been obliterated inside, hard to feel real when you no longer remember how to dream.”

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120. “Another?” she asked, picking up the water to take another sip, this one to soothe the sting in her chest. “You said one drink.” A sly smile curved his lips. “I like to keep them coming.” “Is that right?” “Absolutely.” He stood, leaning across the table, his lips near her ear. “Maybe you’ll let me show you later.” She.”

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121. “We’re a tragedy in the making. The game of tug-of-war we’re playing will end up destroying us, because she doesn’t have it in her to surrender, and I can’t let go.”

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122. “Come on,” I say. “Dance with me now.” “I didn’t realize you danced.” “I don’t,” I say. “But someone wise once told me that for the right woman, you’ve gotta be willing to do anything.”

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123. “I’m young, and maybe I’m naive, and he’s dark, and maybe he’s a bit dangerous.”

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124. “I’ve seen love bring a monster back to life before, but most of the time, the monster just loves you to death.”

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125. “Don’t act like you Galantes are all roses,” he replied. “You’ve got more thorns than you do petals, princess.” Princess.”

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126. “Lucifer wasn’t sure what to say. He’d survived six thousand years in Hell, but the past sixty without her were the most torturous of his existence.”

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127. “Maybe he was dangerous, but for some reason, she trusted him.”

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128. “I’ve been trying to take the high road, you know, the Capone way...”

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129. “I wish he would draw a rope so I could pull it from my flesh and hang him with it. I’m sure he deserves it.”

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130. “Because every single night, you tell her you love her. She knows you care, and that was the only promise you ever made her.”

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131. “Lust was his favorite sin, without a doubt.”

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132. “The notebook feels heavier than one ever should, but I know it’s not the paper weighing it down, but the memory of all those words. The notebook holds a piece of my heart, a piece of my soul, the piece I gave to him long ago.”

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133. “I didn’t say you weren’t fine. I said you looked lost, not that you didn’t know your way.”

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134. “I have a word problem for you.” “I’m listening” “If Naz forgoes sleep, and Karissa gets naked, how many orgasms can he give her before sun up?”

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135. “This man and those hands... he doesn’t play fair. At all. He presses buttons he’s got no business pressing.”

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136. “I prefer delivery and solitude.”

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137. “He’s turned my blood to ice, stopped my heart from pumping it from fear that if it does, it might still beat for him.”

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138. “I choose my words carefully. Don’t say it unless you mean it. You never know when it might be the last thing you ever say.”

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139. “Everyone was good at something. Some people painted. Others played music. Corrado just happened to be good at murder. He accepted that. Embraced it. That was who he was. The Kevlar Killer.”

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140. “Don’t know what?” “Why?” “Why what?” “Why me?” He stares at me for a moment. “Why not you?”

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141. “The warnings are a shout in the wind, swallowed up in the atmosphere. He’s compelling and chivalrous, gorgeous and generous, and I’m intoxicated and in desperate need of something... something that he stirs up, something strong, and primal. He awakens the animal inside of me.”

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142. “I get that you don’t trust me, but stalking is only cool when Edward Cullen does it.”

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143. “That’s because I prefer it that way,” he responded. “Strong and rough, enough to leave a lingering ache. I like it to hurt just a bit.” Oh.”

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144. “So I sit, and stare, and wait, and cling to the little bit of hope I wake up with every day, but I don’t stop doing it, I don’t just give up, because maybe – goddamn it, maybe – I’ll find my wings again and get to soar.”

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145. “What if we both can’t win?” “I’ve already told you what happens then.” “What?” “I give you the plank, Karissa.” It takes a moment for her to understand. The Plank of Carneades.”

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146. “He’s a drug, an addictive one, and I’m not sure it’s a habit I can kick. All it took was one hit. One strong, euphoric hit and I was hooked.”

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147. “We keep the darkest parts of us to ourselves until we think others are ready to see them.”

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148. “You make something beautiful enough and people forget just how much it can hurt you.”

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149. “You can stay, you know,” I tell her. “You don’t have to rush off.”“I know,” she says, playfully roughing up my hair until I smack her hand. “But the universe demands balance. You didn’t give it up tonight, which means it’s up to me, so I’m off to do my civic duty.”

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150. “It’s a song, I realize, after a second, as it continues blaring. Hotline Bling.”

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