Top 450 J.R. Ward Quotes (2025 Update)
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401. “What do you think?” she asked in his voice. “We should totally remember this for Halloween, right?”

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402. “And then he let out a predatory hiss – – and bit her so hard she had to hold back a curse. Now.”

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403. “There is no fight – I’m yours. If you want, here and now. Or later. A week, a month, years from now.”

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404. “Hollywood Expressed his inner Godzilla again” V to Z.”

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405. “In the Old Language, he whispered, “I am barren of words, my female. For no sounds from my mouth are worthy of your hearing.”

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406. “Well, what do you know, not only did it turn out her ovaries had a little spark left in them – the suckers might as well have exploded between her hip bones. When.”

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407. “And he was not surprised that the mahmen was the one who’d woman’d up. After however many years in homicide, he had learned about the differences between the sexes. Men were physically stronger, true. But the women? They were the warriors. As much as those males who had come with her would have run into a burning building to save her, not one of them was strong enough to take her place for this heartbreaking duty. Because they couldn’t handle it. “All.”

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408. “The great thing about family, Mary mused, was that they showed up. When it really mattered, your family, be they blood or by choice, were always where you needed them to be, even though they had busy lives and jobs and children of their own.”

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409. “Qhuinn?” Those iridescent blue eyes frowned. “Are you okay?” “Sorry.” He leaned in and pressed his lips to the male’s jugular. “Distracted. But you do that to me, don’t you.” As.”

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410. “You want to poof it or ride back with me?”

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411. “Sister,” he murmured, not as an inquiry, but a statement of fact. “Brother mine,” she groaned... before her consciousness slipped from her grasp and she drifted away. But she would come back to him. One way or the other, she would not leave her twin ever again.”

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412. “For no good reason, he thought of Xhex. Xhex was a thunderstorm made up of hues of black and iron gray, power leashed but no less lethal for its control. Cormia was a sunny day cast in rainbow of brightness. He put his hand over his heart and bowed to her, then left. As he started up for his room, he wondered whether he liked the storm or the sunshine better.”

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413. “Every part of him wanted to stay with Jo. Make sure she was okay. Attend to her every need, bringing her the choicest food and cleanest drink, securing her a warm and dry shelter, along with clothes that were of fabrics and colors of her preference. He wanted to sleep with her up against his body, skin to skin, a dagger in his right hand, a gun under his pillow, a length of chain beneath the bed, to ensure her protection against anything and everybody that would hurt her.”

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414. “Axwelle. Figured you might as well start the eval with the one most likely to be considered a sociopath.”

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415. “Mike’s Tuxedo Rental was a bolt-hole of polyester knockoffs sandwiched between a Dunkin’ Donuts on the corner and a local flower shop on the other side. As Anne parallel-parked across the street from it, she checked the clock on her dash and was relieved they had an hour before the shop closed at five.”

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416. “All the deeds done in a moment that had repercussions which lasted a lifetime.”

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417. “Closing his eyes, he sent up a prayer to anyone who was listening, asking please, for God’s sake, stop sending him signals that they were right for each other. He’d read that book, seen the movie, bought the sound track, the DVD, the T-shirt, the mug, the bobble-head, and the insider’s guide. He knew every reason they could have been lock and key.”

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418. “God, he was probably too young to be this old, but life had a way of being about experience, rather than calendar days.”

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419. “Funny, there was a reason that people “built” lives together. Although the choices you made as husband and wife were not bricks, and time was not mortar, you were still constructing something tangible and real.”

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420. “He smelled her instantly, and wouldn’t you know it, he got a hard-on.”

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421. “As she shuffled back, he glanced down at the tent between his legs. Christ, that goddamn thing in there was huge; he looked like he had another arm in his pants.”

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422. “Often people with fine countenances and fit bodies were mistakenly assumed by others to have the brains to match.”

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423. “Lessers were fewer and farther between now than ever, and there had been sightings, by others in the Brotherhood, of a very different kind of foe.”

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424. “Funny how your life could be interrupted: You left a house expecting to come back, but then the path you were on took you left instead of around again to the right. How.”

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425. “It was hard to know what was worse: him being with her and all her sisters, or him being with none of them because his heart was held by another. -Cormia.”

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426. “Butch clasped his hands to his chest. “Was? Was? I can’t believe you’ve lost interest.” He threw one arm over his eyes, all Sarah Bernhardt. “My dreams of our future are shattered – ” “Shut it, cop.” Butch looked out from under his arm. “Are you kidding me? The reality show I had planned was fantastic. Was going to pitch it to VH1. Two Bites Are Better Than One. We were going to make millions.”

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427. “You’re the love of my life, whether you’re with me or not.”

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428. “Traditional laws and cultural norms are flimsy mantles of power and influence. Democracy, however, when it is truly exercised, is a stone fortress that cannot be surmounted, blown asunder, or burrowed under.”

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429. “FYI, I’m giving this establishment a really crappy Yelp review.”

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430. “Before he could start asking, a family joined them in the wait for the elevator, the daughters running around, the parents looking like they were stuck in a version of hell that smelled like bubble gum, and was populated by short demons in matching fairy princess outfits that asked for ice cream every three minutes.”

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431. “Maybe she just needed out. Out of Caldwell. Out of the CCJ. Out of the electronic family of her alarm clock and the phone on her desk and the TV that kept her dreams away while she slept.”

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432. “V sat back on his heels, crossed his arms, and continued to look down at the little bag of vampire. And what do you know. That infant sonofabitch glared right back at him. Vishous.”

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433. “I’m proud of you, and I love you,” Blay said yet again, that old, familiar voice cutting through all of those years of rejection and judgement, giving him not just a rope of acceptance to hang onto, but a flesh-and-blood hand to lead him out of the darkness of his past... And into a future that didn’t require lies or excises, because of what he was, and what they were, was both extraordinary – and nothing out of the ordinary. Love, after all, was universal.”

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434. “A hand landed on his shoulder like an anvil. “How’d you like to stay for dinner?” Butch looked up. The guy was wearing a baseball cap and had some kind of marking – was that a tattoo, on his face? “How’d you like to be dinner?” said another one, who looked like some kind of model.”

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435. “Our strength must be tested,” he whispered, “for us to know it’s still there. And I will always be your warrior, Mary mine. Always and forever.”

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436. “At times destiny just drove you to a destination and dropped your ass off and that was that. But on occasion you were able to pick the address. And if you had half a brain, no matter how hard it was or how weird it felt, you went into the house. And found yourself.”

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437. “She was not his sun or moon, but his galaxy.”

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438. “Cursing herself, she said, “I’m going to man up here. I’m going to so be twenty-one. You’re not going to believe how tight in the head I’m going to be. Really. For real.”

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439. “Sometimes the changes in life came at you so fast, and with such fury, there was no way to keep up with reality.”

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440. “Democracy, however, when it is truly exercised, is a stone fortress that cannot be surmounted, blown asunder, or burrowed under.”

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441. “Rarity went hand in hand with reverence.”

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442. “Xcor held onto the male’s shoulders and pushed himself back a little. Meeting Tohrment in the eye, he whispered, “My brother.” “Yes,” the male said hoarsely, a sheen of tears making that blue stare glow like a pair of sapphires. “I am your brother.” It was hard to say who embraced who, but suddenly they were both holding on, one upon another, warrior to warrior. There.”

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443. “John? As it was dark he whistled a what. You are such a male of worth, you know that. You really are.”

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444. “It would be a duty that I would seek to fulfill all the nights I am upon this earth.” Mary.”

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445. “Nope, it was the Great Immortal Agitator: Lassiter.”

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446. “He was stronger and tougher – and she had to believe, even if it went against every core principle she personally had, that his single-minded, unwavering commitment to himself was going to see him through this better than her compassionate interest in others. Weight carried, whether it was physically, mentally, or emotionally, slowed you down.”

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447. “Beneath the wardrobe of a gentlemale, he had the soul of vengeance and not just a little street in him.”

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448. “Personally, I think so-called “common language” is more interesting and apropos than “proper English”; it’s passionate and powerful in ways that “wherefore art thou ass and thy elbow” just isn’t.”

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449. “Wrath would always come first for him. It was true for all the Brothers. And considering what Wrath had done to the game room, that was not a bad thing.”

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450. “Unfortunately, beer was only a short-term answer. And head transplants had yet to be approved by the FDA.”

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