Top 200 J.T. Geissinger Quotes (2025 Update)
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151. “I sometimes wonder what will be left on my to-do list when I die.”

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152. “Men say they love a strong woman, right up until they meet one.”

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153. “The same can’t be said for my new client, who appears to have an angry goth porcupine nesting on top of his cranium. “Bed head” doesn’t even begin to cover it. It looks like his preferred hair styling method is sticking his head into a blender and setting it to puree.”

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154. “Shaking my head, I say, “I feel sorry for his mother. She should’ve swallowed instead.”

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155. “Or is that normal? I don’t know. I’ve never visited Emotionville before. So far, it’s quite confusing. I wish I had a map.”

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156. “Marriage is an institution built on white lies and denial.”

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157. “If I was never knocked down, I’d never have discovered the strength it took to stand back up. And to keep getting up after every future kick, knowing that I could.”

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158. “Kings have to move the pawns at their disposal. It’s just what kings do. As for the pawns, well, they might not have a king’s power, but they can still make themselves useful.”

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159. “Wrong. Trust is a decision. You can make it between breaths.”

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160. “I do have old-fashioned, inflexible ideas about gender roles. But trust me when I say that they’re all to your benefit. Now, will you let me open the door to the bloody bookshop for you, or will your wee feminist ego insist we arm wrestle over it?”

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161. “Eva. My love. Our souls are already bound together. My life is bound to yours, and so is my heart, for eternity. Let’s make it legally binding, too. Marry me.”

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162. “Kayla, be careful with me.” Surprised by that, I ask, “What do you mean?” “I know you think I’m strong. But the problem with strong things is that they’re brittle. They can’t bend under stress. They just break.”

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163. “What are you doing?” I cry, panicking. “Taking my wife home.” He makes it sound as if a dungeon and a pair of shackles are in my immediate future.”

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164. “Ah, lassie. If it were anyone else but family who made you cry like this, they’d already be in an ambulance.”

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165. “When I remain silent, he prompts, “Why aren’t you saying anything?” “I’m too busy patting myself on the back for how well I’m adjusting to being married to a psychopath. I’m not even crying or anything.”

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166. “Nico pressed his cheek to mine. His heart pounded frantically in his chest. “If you wanna call what you feel for me ‘hate,’ then I hate you, too, baby. I hate you with my whole heart.”

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167. “I hate to break it to you, Egozilla, but God isn’t like Tinkerbell. He doesn’t need you to believe in him to exist. Now get your cantankerous behind out of this car and follow me.”

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168. “Hell is a state of mind, my dear. Reality is simply what we believe it to be. Each of us makes our own truths, even ghosts.”

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169. “I make the best use of what’s in my power, and take the rest as it happens.”

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170. “My heart in my throat and my soul flying, I whisper, “Ten carats? So tiny. God, you’re a cheapskate, gangster.” He hugs me, hard, kissing the top of my head, my earlobe, my neck. Into my ear he says softly, “Marry me.” Of course it had to be a command, not a question. My voice cracks when I answer. “Let me get a look at this tiny ring first. I’ll let you know in a minute.”

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171. “If I were looking at you like you were my next meal, you’d already be eaten.”

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172. “I assume you’re aware of the definition of the word hypocrite? Because I’m thinking if we looked it up in the dictionary, your picture would be right next to it.”

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173. “You look like a cat that can’t decide if it’s going to purr or claw me to shreds.”

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174. “As it turns out, that was the exact wrong thing to say. He regards me with entire cities burning to the ground in his eyes.”

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175. “My god, the way he talks. The man is the Shakespeare of smut.”

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176. “So the charity gala was to raise money for wounded veterans. I was surprised it wasn’t for something more superficial, like Billionaires Without Trophy Wives or the Southern Selfish Jerk Fund.”

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177. “Whatever it is you’re doin’, you better be sure. Take your time. Figure it out. But be sure. You owe it to yourself.”

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178. “Because she’s indestructible, like Styrofoam peanuts.”

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179. “I’m not good for you.” “So you’ve said. Wine and cheeseburgers aren’t good for me either, but they’re literally two of my favorite things.”

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180. “I throw my hands in the air. “I’m not invincible!” “So that deal you made with the devil for the power to kill with run-on sentences didn’t include immortality?”

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181. “But I’ll still be trying to scrub your face and your taste and your sweet voice from my mind fifty years from now, because I already know nothing else will ever be able to compare to you. Nothing and no one will ever come close.”

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182. “You wear my ring. You sleep in my bed. You made a promise in front of witnesses to have and to hold me for the rest of your life. You chose me, Emery. And because you chose me, you own me, now and forever, come what may.”

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183. “Every day I’m without you, I die.”

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184. “Love is war, darlin’. Only thing in life worth sheddin’ blood over.”

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185. “She says, “My idea of a mob boss is that they put contracts out on their enemies, and run drug, weapons, and prostitution rings. Is that what you do?” Her gaze is unflinching. I feel a warm flicker of pride. She really will make an excellent attorney. “No.” She stares at me, weighing the truth of my answer. “I feel like this might be a semantics issue. Let me rephrase. Is that what you have other people do for you?”

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186. “I’m an addict, and he’s heroin, injected straight into my veins.”

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187. “It slowly dawned on me I knew the exact color of his eyes because I was staring into them. He stared right back at me with a look so charged I thought he might ignite me with it.”

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188. “Sweet little lamb,” he murmurs against my lips. “Hungry, aren’t you?” “Why do you have to ruin everything by talking?”

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189. “Just before he died, my father asked me what I thought heaven was like. I told him heaven was a library that had a lot of comfortable chairs, good lighting, and every book ever written. If I lived here, I’d spend all my time in this room.”

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190. “His voice goes rough. “Because once you’re in my bed, you’re mine. And that’s it. Once I have you, I’ll never let you go. Not even if you ask me to.” We stare at each other. After a moment, I say, “Wow. We haven’t even had our first date yet.”

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191. “I whisper, “For a guy who claims to be such a bad scary criminal, you’re a big softie.” “Only for you.”

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192. “Lincoln and I were twins.”

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193. “Love isn’t a nightmare. It’s a miracle. A blessing. It’s knowing you’re finally home.”

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194. “Tell me what I need to hear.” I whisper, “I’m yours. I’m in love with you. You have my whole heart.”

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195. “Because the more time I spend with your woman, the less I want to give her back.”

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196. “You never have to be afraid of anything again. If you have a problem, I’ll fix it. If you need something, I’ll give it to you. If anyone bothers you, I’ll make them wish they hadn’t. Whatever you want or need, you tell me, and you’ll have it. You’re mine now.”

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197. “Food is fuel, but it’s also comfort. The trouble happens when it becomes more comfort than fuel. But that’s what hugs are for.”

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198. “And I can’t lose her. If ever I do, I’ll burn the whole world to the ground before following her into the dark.”

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199. “Declan says, “Keep going, idiot. My knife hasn’t been bloodied in four days. One more day and it’ll be a record, and I can’t have that.”

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200. “Kage?” “Yes, baby?” Baby. I’m dead. “Tell me your last name.”

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