Top 450 J.R. Ward Quotes (2024 Update)
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401. “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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402. “Axwelle. Figured you might as well start the eval with the one most likely to be considered a sociopath.”

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403. “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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404. “The windshield wipers were on, and periodically, they made a swipe that gave her a momentarily clear view of the opposite shore. And it was funny, life was a bit like that, wasn’t it. You went along, doing your thing, not really seeing the full landscape of where you were for all the daily minutiae you had to take care of – when suddenly, things crystallized and you got a brief picture that left you going, Ah so I am here.”

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405. “I love you, Lassiter,” she said without looking away from her daughter. “I know.” Mary glanced back at him. “Did you just quote Harrison Ford to me.” “Yes, Leia. And it’s also true. Go on, Mother, she’s safe.”

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

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407. “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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408. “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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409. “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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410. “He smelled her instantly, and wouldn’t you know it, he got a hard-on.”

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

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413. “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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414. “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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415. “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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416. “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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417. “You’re the love of my life, whether you’re with me or not.”

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

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420. “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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421. “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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422. “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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423. “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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424. “If love were a requirement for marriage, the human race would have no need for the institution.”

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425. “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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426. “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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427. “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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428. “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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429. “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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430. “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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431. “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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432. “Democracy, however, when it is truly exercised, is a stone fortress that cannot be surmounted, blown asunder, or burrowed under.”

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

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

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435. “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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436. “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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437. “It would be a duty that I would seek to fulfill all the nights I am upon this earth.” Mary.”

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

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439. “When you were young, you thought time was a burden, something to be discharged as fast as possible so you could be grown-up. But it was such a bait-n-switch – when you were an adult, you came to realize that minutes and hours were the single most precious thing you had.”

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

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442. “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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443. “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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444. “Unfortunately, beer was only a short-term answer. And head transplants had yet to be approved by the FDA.”

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445. “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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446. “I don’t believe I’m better than anyone else. With beating hearts and open minds, we are all the same.”

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447. “The guy was like part pro wrestler, part Toys “R” Us.”

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448. “Funny how losses were as much of a currency as happiness in life. Somehow, they were noticed more, though.”

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449. “You will not live through this if she does not.”

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450. “She felt sorry for the female who had been driven to such traits. Who had kept herself apart from all emotions. The female had been born under a curse. The female had done evil and had evil done unto her. The female had hardened herself, her mind and her emotions becoming steel. The female had been wrong about that locking down, that self-containment. It was not a case of strength, as she always told herself. It was strictly survival...”

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