Top 180 M.L. Rio Quotes (2026 Update)
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151. “I looped one arm around her neck, pulled her close, and kissed her temple. I felt her sigh, and when she breathed her sadness out, I breathed it in.”

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152. “My desire to keep him there had, at some point, transcended the alignment of an actor’s motivation and his character’s. I desperately wanted him to stay, seized by the nonsensical idea that if he left, I would lose him, irretrievably.”

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153. “Everyone seems to remember it differently.” There was a subtle, cloying challenge in his voice. Answer if you dare.”

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154. “His voice sounded flat, wrong, as if someone had struck a false note on the piano.”

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155. “Once upon a time, us.”

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156. “The strange sudden thought that I didn’t want to move struck me, with the surprising lucidity of a sunbeam slanting right in my eyes. His warm drowsy weight in the bed beside me felt natural, comfortable, comme il faut.”

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157. “Our last isolated, innocent moment; the stillness that precedes the blows and billows of a storm.”

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158. “No man is, perhaps, until he experiences it himself and deniability is no longer plausible. What were we, then? In ten years I have not found an adequate word to describe us.”

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159. “The idea that I would have to... let go of him, before we were old and falling to bits, never occurred to me,” Wren went on, picking her words one by one, like a child stepping from stone to stone to cross a stream. “But it doesn’t just feel like I’ve lost a cousin. It feels like I’ve lost part of myself.”

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160. “My chest ached, but the ache went deeper than muscle and bone, like some sharp thing had ripped a little hole right through me.”

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161. “He should have been dumber. Anybody that good-looking deserved to be dumb.”

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162. “He tilted his head back to admire the sky. “It looks farther away when they’re so little of it.”

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163. “Eighteen and vulnerable, I’d felt for the first time the extraordinary dread of wanting something so desperately and watching it slip through my fingers, so I took the risk of telling him I would go to Dellecher or nowhere.”

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164. “That loathsome opiate, relief, raced through my veins again – sharp and lucid at the initial prick, before everything went numb.”

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165. “Are you high?” “No.” “Are you full of crap?” “Yes.”

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166. “The absurdity of the matter does not make it any less true.”

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167. “Without him, without Dellecher, without my company of lyric-mad classmates, what would become of me?”

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168. “Murder’s as near to lust as flame to smoke.”

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169. “More willing to go to war than face my own ugly, meager demons.”

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170. “I bought a copy of the complete works with my precious pocket money and carried it everywhere, all too happy to ignore the less poetic reality of the outside world.”

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171. “If you haven’t made any enemies in life, you’ve been living too safely.”

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172. “I’m afraid that I am prettier than I am talented or intelligent, and because of that no one will ever take me seriously.”

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173. “For you it was just one day, then business as usual. For us it was one day, and every single day that came after.” I lean forward on my elbows, so my face is only a few inches from his, so he hears every word when I lower my voice. “It must eat you alive, not knowing. Not knowing who, not knowing how, not knowing why. But you didn’t know him.”

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174. “James,” I said, with no idea what I meant to say after. He turned the water off, one hand lingering on the handle. A few tiny drops clung to his eyelashes, rolled down his face like tears. “What?” he said, slightly delayed.”

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175. “But the difference between us was that she assumed people just knew those sorts of things, while I was always worried that they didn’t.”

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176. “The next half hour was devoted to a series of painful yoga positions. Gwendolyn, for a woman in her sixties, was disturbingly limber. As the minute hand inched toward the nine, she straightened up from her King Pigeon Pose with an ecstatic sigh that must have made someone besides me uncomfortable.”

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177. “There was something unfamiliar in his smile, some fierce gladness that made me at once eager and uneasy.”

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178. “The show’s not over. The rest of us must go on.”

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179. “My martyrdom is not the selfless kind. I can’t look at Filippa, shamed by all the injuries I’ve inflicted- like a man with a bomb strapped to his chest, ready to blow himself up without a thought for the collateral damage.”

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180. “This is the sort of game where people get hurt.”

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181. “Richard wasn’t an easy person to like, But he was an easy person to love.”

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182. “Occam’s razor,” Edie repeated. “The simplest explanation is the best explanation.”

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183. “It means that you have better reasons than the rest of us to hold a grudge, but you’re also the first one who’s going to forgive him.”

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184. “I wanted, in some strange way, to thank him for refusing to believe me.”

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185. “I breathed in and held the sweet woody air in my lungs for as long as I could.”

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186. “Like she’s a shark and you’re an oblivious fur seal.” Me: “Why is that the word everyone’s using to describe me lately?” James: “Who else called you a fur seal?” Me: “Not that. Never mind.”

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187. “I stole furtive glances at my classmates as they wrote and listened and occasionally posed questions, struck by how lucky I was to be among them.”

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188. “We were always surrounded by books and words and poetry, all the fierce passions of the world bound in leather and vellum.”

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189. “Everything was bleak and gray, the lake dull and lusterless under a thin layer of ice. From so far and so high, it looked like a fogged mirror, and I imagined God reaching down to smear the glass clean with his sleeve.”

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190. “I devour five, six, ten old articles, all of which say the same thing. He drowned himself on the last day of December, and though the local authorities dragged the freezing water for days and miles, his body was never found.”

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191. “People often wanted my explanation of my relationship with James – which seemed inherently unfair, expecting one half of an equation to account for the whole – but no one has ever offered their own diagnosis.”

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192. “It’s frighteningly easy to get lost in your own subconscious; any place you think you know is different after dark.”

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193. “What are you thinking about?’ I said, ‘The same thing you’re thinking about.’ We didn’t even need to say your name.” She frowns down into the red pool of her wine. “It was just a kiss, but God, it hurt like hell.”

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194. “How swiftly, how suddenly everything had gone wrong. Where did it even begin?”

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195. “Lust is as close to hate as smoke to fire.”

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