Top 180 Lynn Painter Quotes (2026 Update)
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151. “Getting under her skin was my new favourite hobby.”

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152. “You are not the people-pleasing mouse you purport yourself to be. Burn some cities down with your rage!”

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153. “I took a deep breath and said, “What if we let people think we’re dating, but only for, like, a week?”

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154. “No one wore lovesick like my Libby.”

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155. “I only date boys who hit their marks on my pros-and-cons sheet.”

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156. “I watched him head off in search of his happy ending, and then I pulled my phone out of my pocket. No messages.”

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157. “When you’re in the room, every single cell in my body – every nerve, every muscle, every breath – is lost in you.”

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158. “I was carpe diem–ing the crap out of my life, throwing myself into every single moment because I knew firsthand how fleeting those moments could be.”

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159. “I just didn’t think anyone watched those cheesy movies.”

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160. “It took losing her for me to realize that loving her wasn’t even a risk.”

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161. “But he didn’t just say it. His voice was deep and hot, and he spoke my name as if it were a curse or an exaltation, something that moved him, for better or worse.”

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162. “My favourite thing about music- when you played it loud enough through good headphones – was that it softened the edges of the world.”

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163. “She was a fascinating contradiction.”

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164. “I can’t imagine any two people more right for each other than us. I can’t imagine any reason why we shouldn’t be together when we both feel so much for each other.”

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165. “Maybe karma was a girl in glasses.”

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166. “Did I paint your bluest skies the darkest gray?”

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167. “Tell me what it says, Marshall.”

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168. “I’m not sure if things got quiet or loud, blurry or hyperfocused, but I know the universe changed as I looked at Liz, everything melting into impressionistic streaks of fuzzy background colors.”

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169. “He looked at me like I was the crazy one for bringing up Gilmore Girls when he really needed to know that it was always right to bring up Gilmore Girls.”

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170. “There was never anyone else for me but you.”

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171. “But I knew, as I sat alone on the deck at midnight, staring at the orange tip of a Swisher while everyone inside the house yelled ‘Happy New Year,’ that I’d never forgive myself for what my words had done to her face.”

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172. “Do you know how many 12:13s I’ve watched pass without you? Tonight it’ll be the seven hundred and twentieth,” I said, the words burning my throat. “The last thing in the world I want is to say something that makes that number infinite, but I also can’t let you erase our history. I don’t want to remember the bad parts, but I refuse to forget the good.”

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173. “The on-edge feeling ratcheted up to an inching-toward-the-end-of-the-liff level of on-edge as I watched her approach the car. Swear to God I heard Taylor Swift’s voice say, “Are you ready for it?” Let the games begin.”

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174. “I swear to God I will gut you with a vegetable peeler if you tell anyone.”

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175. “Did you ever know, Liz, that Wes used to sit on the back porch and listen to you practice the piano? We pretended not to see him, but he was always there. And we’re talking way back when he was a little pain in the ass and you were awful at piano.”

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176. “Wes: I just wanted to say hi because you’re on my mind. Wes: Have a great day. Also – I just listened to “You Could Start a Cult” by Lizzy and Niall, and if you haven’t heard it, seems like a Buxbaum song. And he dropped a link. Damn him. How could he possibly know?”

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177. “I like you very much. Just as you are.”

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178. “It’d been better than the movies, I swear to God.”

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179. “No, sir, I was greedily grabbing with both hands and never letting go.”

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180. “Before I hit play, I paused to offer Wes an end. He took it, and we listened in silence until we made the turn into the school parking lot.”

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181. “We foolishly assumed our offspring wouldn’t suck down food like sows.” “You know what happens when you assume, right?”

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182. “Her smile was the same knee-weakening smile that she’d given me the first time she said she loved me, in the parking lot of the animal shelter in Ogallala, Nebraska.”

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183. “I had a cousin who neurotically made playlists for every waking moment of her life, and that slightly obsessive habit had rubbed off on me to the point that I couldn’t deal with the harshness of reality anymore unless I rolled it around in music first.”

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184. “There was something sweet in the way they moved from foes to friends, from athletic rivals to simple teenage boys, the minute that the metaphorical whistle blew the game over.”

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185. “I exist to exist alongside of you.”

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186. “Nothing said school was back in session like nearly getting run over by an e-scooter.”

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187. “I’d seen Liz fight back tears before, and it was the worst thing I’d ever witnessed. Because Liz Buxbaum was supposed to be laughing and romantic – she’d been born in a daydream and been built on love stories, for God’s sake – so seeing her devastated was the worst.”

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188. “Anything you want, Buxbaum. As long as I’m with you, it will the perfect day.”

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189. “Maybe but the bottom line is, now that I’ve seen what Bay could be to me, seeing her as just a friend is impossible.”

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190. “Who’s your famous dream date?” “Charles Leclerc,” she said, without even pausing. “Who the hell is that?” I asked, picturing some period piece dramatic actor. “Formula One driver. French, maybe. Hot.”

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