Top 450 J.R. Ward Quotes (2026 Update)
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301. “After a moment, he dropped his head and started to kiss her again, and she kissed him right back, giving him everything she had, trying to reassure him not just about his own injury, but the very future of the race. Which was maybe nuts. But sometimes that was all you could do – just pour your hope and love into your partner because they needed the support, even though it arguably wasn’t going to change or improve what was really going on.”

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302. “If I could, I would bleed out in your arms. I can’t think of anywhere else I’d rather be when I die.”

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303. “The Destroyer has arrived and you are he.”

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304. “Man, it was a good thing vampires didn’t get cancer. Lately he’d been chain-smoking like a felon.”

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305. “The thing was all mortals were going to lose the ones they loved. It was the way life worked. But for the most of the time, that reality was so far off in the mind that it had no more weight than a mere hypothetical. There were reminders, however, and the almost’s, the near-misses, the oh-God-please-no’s, snapped your chain and got you to stop and feel what was in your heart.”

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306. “We also mark what’s ours. And as I’m not going to see you for twelve hours, I think I’ll leave a little more all over you.”

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307. “That human, he’s a lesser waiting to happen, in my opinion – nothing less, nothing more.”

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308. “Off to the side and out of the glow of the headlights, Blay hung back and watched as Qhuinn crouched down by the driver’s door and cursed softly. “Messy. Very messy.” Tohr did the duty on the passenger seat. “Oh, look, a matched set.” “I think they’re dead.” “Really. What gave that away. The fact they aren’t moving or that this guy over here has no facial features left?”

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309. “In the center was a tiny handprint in red paint.”

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310. “Cormia blew out her match. “How did you know he was on my mind?” “You have what I call a ‘male brow.’ Which is a frown brought on when you’re thinking about your male and you either want to boot him in the ass or wrap your arms around him and hold him ’til he can’t breathe.”

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311. “It felt odd to realize she was frightened more by what he might know, and not of what he might be.”

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312. “When Vishous pushed open the door to the exam room, he got a gander at the kind of seating arrangement that made him think fondly of castration.”

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313. “What happened to your other nut? Was one of those ponies hungry?”

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314. “John-who-wasn’t-gonna-get-none.”

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315. “I don’t do farm animals. Can’t stand hay in your leathers? Or wool in my teeth.”

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316. “Destiny was like the passage of time, however, immutable and unforgiving and uninterested in the personal opinion of those who breathed.”

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317. “There was a heavy, dark pause of vast significance. Which Jim broke by flashing his hands and belting out, “Booga-wooga!” At least Eddie laughed. Adrian flipped Jim the bird and headed to the fridge for another beer.”

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318. “She was staying. A little longer. V smiled to himself. So this was what winning the lottery felt like.”

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319. “You are the male I might have been. You are the potential I had and lost. You are the honor and the strength and the kindness she needs. You’ll take care of her. I want you to take care of her.”

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320. “Time was way too finite: no matter how much of it you had with someone you loved, when the end came, it wasn’t nearly enough.”

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321. “If anyone ever wanted to sense the infinity of time and existence, all they had to do was look at the night sky and feel their precious dead staring back at them. It was the great duality of union and separation.”

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322. “Remember, forgiving doesn’t mean forgetting, hiding isn’t a long-term strategy, and distraction isn’t your friend.”

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323. “That’s the problem with white horses. You have to pay for them yourself or you’ll always be using someone else’s reins.”

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324. “I know what it’s like to not have hope,” Qhuinn said roughly. “But destiny can surprise you.”

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325. “Just be careful with my damn dog. That animal gets hurt and you and I are having words.”

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326. “He had a weakness, though. All of us do, and those of us who think they do not are not being honest.”

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327. “But that was the beauty of inner thoughts. No one had to know your weaknesses. And once you’d finished dwelling on them, you could toss them into the mental trash bin they belonged in.”

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328. “The guy was cracking down on the Brotherhood, organizing shifts, trying to turn four loose cannons like V, Phury, Rhage, and Z into soldiers. No wonder he always looked like his head hurt.”

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329. “In so many ways, he had wanted this his whole life – or at least ever since he’d survived his transition and had any sexual impulse at all. This moment was the culmination of countless daydreams and innumerable fantasies, his secret desire made manifest.”

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330. “Bad deeds like beauty, are in the eye of the beholder.”

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331. “Indeed, this was the problem with lying to intimates, he thought. The untruths always came home to roost and never in a way that justified the falsity, however small or large it had been. Because, in fact, there was never a justification to lie to someone who loved you.”

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332. “Nothing bubbled up from the depths. For once, the present was so alive and captivating that the past was not even an echo or a shadow-she was, in this moment, wiped clean.”

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333. “The brain has a way of confirming its own hypotheses. It’s how we function in our world. That which fits within our definition and perspective of our existence is retained, if not amplified. That which does not is either rationalized or cast aside until an event so great or profound occurs that we must rethink everything.”

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334. “He came into her life wearing a Syracuse ball cap and blue jeans that had holes in them.”

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335. “And he was not lonely. Never had been. Vengeance was one hell of a roommate.”

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336. “Honestly, you stretch those vowels out any longer and we’re going to have to put you on life support.” – Ivie.”

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337. “Like, bring on the daggers, get the salt, let’s do this thing.”

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338. “If any harm shall befall him, I will come after you, and find you where you sleep. I do not care where you lay your head or who with, my vengeance shall rain upon you until you drown.”

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339. “Ivie lowered her coffee cup onto its saucer. “You would do that? I mean, Silas, seriously, these are not your peeps. My dad has tattoos and a Harley. He and my mahmen live in a prefab house out on a farm, and eat their own chickens. We’re talking beer out of a can, a store-bought cake, and hunting dogs running around under the table.”

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340. “Payne nailing him in the face woke him up. George brought him back his independence. But Beth handed him his crown.”

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341. “Phury laid a hard one on the male’s mouth, the kiss a punch between faces, not anything even remotely sexual. And he did it only to wipe the expression off the bastard’s face. It worked. The Reverend stiffened and growled, and Phury knew he’d called the guy’s bluff. But just to make sure the lesson was learned, he clipped the male’s lower lip with a fang.”

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342. “Wrath to Butch : I always knew you were a royal; just didn’t think it went past the pain-in-the-ass part is all.”

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343. “We were always every age we had ever been.”

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344. “The guy stroked his goatee. “What do you call twenty guys watching the world series?” “The New York Yankees,” Butch replied.”

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345. “I’m not cock-blocking for kicks and giggles. The mother ship called.”

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346. “You bring me to my knees and lift me up at the same time. It’s the definition of magic.”

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347. “The nurse stared at him with such shock, it was clearly the first time anyone had not provided her with a safe, supported, emotionally aware and nurturing, micro-aggression-free educational platform.”

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348. “Sometimes strength rested not in resistance, but in the release of arms against a foe of one’s own creation.”

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349. “Mary, you can’t second-guess yourself. Listen, you go to war in your own way, and the worst thing a soldier can do is have his confidence fried before he hits the field. Not everything is going to end up in victory, but you’ve got to start it all off, every time, knowing that your training and your instincts are sound. You didn’t do anything wrong. You didn’t hurt Bitty on purpose.”

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350. “His heart was as empty as her stare.”

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