Top 180 M.L. Rio Quotes (2024 Update)

2. “I don’t know, it’s like I look at you and suddenly the sonnets makes sense. The good ones, anyway.”

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3. “You can justify anything if you do it poetically enough.”

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4. “How tremendous the agony of unmade decisions.”

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5. “For someone who loved words as much as I did, it was amazing how often they failed me.”

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6. “Hatred is the sincerest form of flattery.”

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7. “You were real to me. Sometimes I thought you were the only real thing.”

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8. “The real sky was enormous overhead, making our mirrors and twinkling stage lights seem ridiculous- Man’s futile attempt to imitate God.”

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9. “How could we explain that standing on a stage and speaking someone else’s words as if they are your own is less an act of bravery than a desperate lunge at mutual understanding?”

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10. “Whatever we did – or, more crucially, did not do – it seemed that so long as we did it together, our individual sins might be abated. There is no comfort like complicity.”

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11. “The chariest maid is prodigal enough,” James warned, “if she unmask her beauty to the moon.”

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12. “What is more important, that Caesar is assassinated or that he is assassinated by his intimate friends?”

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13. “It’s like I look at you and suddenly the sonnets make sense.”

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14. “I never asked where he went, worried he wouldn’t ask me to follow.”

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15. “Which of us could say we were more sinned against than sinning? We were so easily manipulated – confusion made a masterpiece of us.”

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16. “There is no comfort like complicity.”

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17. “One sin, I know, another doth provoke; Murder’s as near to lust as flame to smoke.”

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18. “Make art, make mistakes, and have no regrets.”

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19. “I think he was enamored with you because you were so enamored with him.”

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20. “He stared up at me for a moment, then lifted his head and pulled me down to meet him. It was almost a brotherly kiss, but not quite. Too fragile, too painful. Soft whispers of surprise and confusion swept through the audience. My heart throbbed, and it hurt so badly that I bit his lip. I felt his breath catch and let him go, lowered him to the floor again. Silence lingered overlong.”

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21. “My heart feels heavy in my chest. Secrets carry weight, like lead.”

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22. “First, the reckoning. Then, the fall.”

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23. “Far too many times I had asked myself whether art was imitating life or if it was the other way around.”

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24. “James is gone, and I’m sure of nothing now.”

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25. “Outside, a perfect autumn day had lit the trees around the lake aflame.”

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26. “He speaks the unspeakable. He turns grief and triumph and rapture and rage into words, into something we can understand. He renders the whole mystery of humanity comprehensible.” I stop. Shrug. “You can justify anything if you do it poetically enough.”

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27. “For us, everything was a performance.” A small, private smile catches me off guard and I glance down, hoping he won’t see it. “Everything poetic.”

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28. “I had hoped you might be my Banquo.”

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29. “Secrets carry weight, like lead.”

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30. “It’s not the whole truth. The whole truth is, I’m in love with him still.”

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31. “Worthy prince, I know’t.”

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32. “I seemed doomed to always play supporting roles in someone else’s story. Far too many times I had asked myself whether art was imitating life or if it was the other way around.”

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33. “Was I not always his right-hand man, his lieutenant? Banquo or Benvolio or Oliver – little difference.”

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34. “Courage, man; the hurt cannot be much.”

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35. “We’re only ever playing fifty percent of a character. The rest is us, and we’re afraid to show people who we really are. We’re afraid of looking foolish if we reveal the full force of our emotions.”

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36. “Nothing makes sense to him either. His whole world is falling apart, and once he realizes he can’t stop it or fix it or change it, there’s only one thing left to do.” My eyes adjusted slowly, maddeningly. “What’s that?” His shadow shrugged in the gloom. “Absolve yourself. Blame it on fate.”

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37. “It’s possible,” I say. “I never asked. He was my friend – much more than that, truthfully – and that was enough. I didn’t need to know why.”

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38. “People always forget about Filippa,” I add. “And later they always wish they hadn’t.”

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39. “Los secretos son cargas pesadas como el plomo.”

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40. “We had, like seven siblings, spent so much time together that we had seen the best and worst of one another and were unimpressed by either.”

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41. “The things about Shakespeare is, he’s so eloquent... he speaks the unspeakable. He turns grief and triumph and rapture and rage into words, into something we can understand. He renders the whole mystery of humanity comprehensible.”

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42. “How many fond fools serve mad jealousy!” Richard declared.”

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43. “The future is wide and wild and full of promise, but it is precarious, too. Seize on every opportunity that comes your way and cling to it, lest it be washed back out to sea.”

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44. “He was too spotless to talk of blood and murder like Macbeth, but in the red glare of the fire he no longer looked so angelic. Instead he was handsome the way you think of the devil as handsome – forbiddingly so.”

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45. “It hurts too much to talk about. My teeth ache in my head. I open my mouth to speak, but what comes out instead is a gasp, a sob, and the grief that shock has kept at bay crashes through me like a flood. I pitch forward, that strange twisted laugh that’s been stuck in my throat for ten years finally bursting out.”

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46. “Actors are by nature volatile – alchemic creatures composed of incendiary elements, emotion and ego and envy. Heat them up, stir them together, and sometimes you get gold. Sometimes disaster.”

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47. “I was seized by the strange unfounded idea that she was debating whether or not to say I love you. But the difference between us was that she assumed people just knew these sorts of things, while I always worried that they didn’t.”

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48. “There had always been small rivalries between us, but never before such an open display of hostility. With a sip of tea, I persuaded myself that we were all simply overreacting. Actors are by nature volatile – alchemic creatures composed of incendiary elements, emotion and ego and envy. Heat them up, stir them together, and sometimes you get gold. Sometimes disaster.”

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49. “But I stayed where I was, afraid to move toward him, afraid I might lose my footing on solid ground, detach from what had anchored me before and drift out into the void of space – a vagabond, wandering moon.”

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50. “Sleep crawled on top of me like an affectionate, purring pet-.”

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