Top 500 L.J. Shen Quotes (2026 Update)
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251. “Not everything is about you, Texas. In fact, very few things are. It’s a blessing and a curse, really. Knowing the world doesn’t revolve around your sassy little ass. Sometimes a guy just wants a steak.”

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252. “I wanted this wedding like a bad case of gonorrhea.”

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253. “What the hell is he, anyway? Latino? Asian? Mixed Caucasian? He looks like he’s been photoshopped by a bunch of horny teenagers.”

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254. “He gave me lies, and for him, I closed my eyes.”

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255. “I wanted to dissolve into smoke, to crawl into him and never leave. It was crazy, but that was how much I craved this man.”

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256. “If you leave me,” he said, “you take my soul with you.”

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257. “Love makes you do crazy, irrational things. Love and death are connected by an invisible string. Pull too hard, and you’re gone.”

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258. “The university is located between San Francisco, Oakland and my internal wish to kill myself.”

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259. “My daughter was beautiful and the world was ugly and I didn’t know how to help her. And it killed me like cancer. Slowly. Surely. Savagely.”

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260. “Los Angeles was like a B-Grade prostitute. She let anyone in, looked less than average, and once inside, you realized there was too much traffic and that whoever’d been there before you had left a mess. Add to this the pollution and white-toothed starlets who wanted to ride your anything – be it your knob, reputation, or black American Express.”

— L.J. Shen

261. “He tries to chuckle, but it splits the cut on his lip again. “There.” I take a step back. “Bet you’re feeling brand new.” “How was New York?” he asks. I can’t even think about that city without wanting to throw up. I wonder if I’ll ever be able to set foot in it again. “Don’t.” “Don’t what?” “Don’t pretend we’re friends.” I close the first-aid kit, push it back into the cabinet, and make my way upstairs to finish my entry. When I get to my bed, the little black book is not there anymore.”

— L.J. Shen

262. “While I watched her cook, I suddenly realized it was her art. The pan was her canvas, the ingredients her paint. She cooked with fire in her eyes, with passion in her soul, with love in her heart.”

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263. “Yes, Troy Brennan was one hell of a sociopath, and he didn’t bother disguising his nature and putting on a mask when he faced the world.”

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264. “The interior designer must’ve been a medieval vampire, judging from the cold, lifeless colors and the giant iron chandeliers hanging from the ceilings.”

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265. “Jesse is not as charismatic as Ty, but they both fall under the category of people who can tell you to do just about anything, including rimming a dead donkey, and you’d do it.”

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266. “My daughter was beautiful and the world was ugly and I didn’t know how to help her.”

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267. “I hated liking her. In a sense, it was like handing her the keys to the pit of my soul while she was tanked as hell and telling her to drive carefully.”

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268. “I loved her when I hated her. And I loved her when I didn’t want anything to do with her. I was so crazy about her, the lines had blurred together. Feelings were mixed, emotions twisted together.”

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269. “Confide in me, my hideous little monster.”

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270. “Got us another ugly decoration for the bathroom. Can I come back now? I’d really like to save the therapy money for when our kid finds out I was at the Grammys when she was born.”

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271. “I may have saved you from a bleeding heart, but your bleeding heart saved me.”

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272. “I was mortified by the idea of beauty. It was powerful yet slippery. A beautifully wrapped gift I was bound to lose one day. I didn’t want to open it or ravish in its perks. It would only make parting ways with it more difficult.”

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273. “Sometimes the sun is a liar. Sometimes it’s out, even though it is cold.”

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274. “This is why humans invented lies, I thought. No other animal in nature lies. The truth is ruthless. It cuts you open, shoving your face into the mud. It forces you to look reality in the eye and deal with it. To feel the real weight of the world that you live in.”

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275. “Humans, as a concept, were not among my ten favorite things in the world.”

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276. “Your love story was no fairy tale. More like a witch tale. Wicked and real and painful.”

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277. “I’ve loved you in secret, and I’ve loved you openly in front of both our worlds, and if you think I’ll stop loving you if you put an ocean between us, you’re dead wrong.”

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278. “I smoked weed while she danced on the roof and threw me smiles every now and again. I watched her with a smirk. Life was good.”

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279. “She looked so much like an angel, sometimes I wanted to run a hand over her bare back just to make sure she didn’t have wings.”

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280. “Falling in love was so tragic.”

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281. “She could tell me a thousand things with her eyebrows alone, this girl. Sometimes I wanted to shave them off just to spite her.”

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282. “Vanity cost us every single thing we achieved for ourselves. Our athletic career. Friends. Family. Our love interests.”

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283. “Kissing him was like standing on the edge of a cliff. Nice view, but you knew it was deadly. Still, a stupid, irrational, dangerously alive part of you still wanted to hurl yourself down to meet your own demise.”

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284. “Eriksson taunts, picking up a grasshopper and dipping it in sauce. “But no pressure.” He.”

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285. “I wish you’d fall in love with me so hard you won’t be able to think about anything else. To eat. To breathe.”

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286. “I might be a punk, but you’re the hideous little monster who is falling for him.”

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287. “It’s not the right time to be together, I agree. But if we meet again, under any circumstances, any time in the future, we’re making this work, Rory. Feck spouses. Feck boyfriends and girlfriends. Feck the world. If kismet happens, we are letting it happen, no matter what.”

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288. “My father asked me about Rexroth, my mom asked me about my father, and no one asked me about me. Or Theo. Or surfing.”

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289. “But if you look closely, you’ll find beauty in the ugliness, too.”

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290. “Why didn’t you tell me we were in love? Why did you wait for me to find out When you broke my heart?”

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291. “Heart stops beating. Brain shuts down. Hormones are raging.”

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292. “Love is overrated, not to mention fickle. It comes and goes. You can’t build a foundation on it. Mutual interests and alliance are a different story.”

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293. “You should believe me,” she announced, “because in order to destroy you, I need to acknowledge you first. See, in order to ruin a person’s life, you need to hate them. Be jealous of them. Feel some type of passionate response toward them. You stir nothing in me, Vaughn Spencer. Not even disgust. Not even pity, though I really should pity you. You’re the gum stuck to the bottom of my boots. You are a fleeting moment no one remembers – unremarkable, unnecessary, and utterly forgettable.”

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294. “A sadistic jerk?”

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295. “This is the story of a boy and a girl fighting storms and trying to find peace in the most unexpected place. They try and find it in each other.”

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296. “Even the biggest wave crashes. You’re about to hit the sand. I hope you like the taste of dust.”

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297. “I had a sense that people enjoyed what they saw when they looked at me, but I was mortified by the idea of beauty. It was powerful yet slippery. A beautifully wrapped gift I was bound to lose one day.”

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298. “Good news: I’m alive. Bad news: Sometimes I wish I wasn’t.”

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299. “Trent was tall, built, and tan. His black hair was buzzed close to the scalp, marines-style, and he wore charcoal slacks, a collared white shirt, and a vintage Rolex. Gorgeous prick. Stunning, arrogant bastard.”

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300. “Rottweilers don’t turn into neutered Chihuahuas.”

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