Top 250 Mackenzi Lee Quotes (2026 Update)
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151. “Loki was convinced everyone loathed the feasts but no one dared say so for fear of appearing small-minded. Being quite confident of the size of his mind-large-and his ability to walk in heels, he was comfortable saying it.”

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152. “Because I want you to know,” she says, “that there is life after survival.”

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153. “It’s my whole childhood, being sneered at by watery girls for a joke I didn’t understand because I was reading books they could never understand.”

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154. “It’s never going to be perfect.”

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155. “I thrive only in extremely specific conditions.”

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156. “I’m trying to tell you I love you, you sod.”

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157. “If the Good Lord didn’t want men to play with themselves, we’d have hooks for hands.”

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158. “Between the near-kiss with Percy and now goddamned pirates, my heart is certainly being put through its paces today.”

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159. “Well, one is illegal. And a sin. And the other is also a sin, if you aren’t married to her.”

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160. “It had felt like the first deep breath I’d ever taken, to tell him everything, to hear his half of it all, then hold them up together to find they fit like two pieces of cracked pottery.”

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161. “So, everything seemed to be going great in Christina’s court, where “Single Ladies” played on repeat and there were free JSTOR credentials for all.”

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162. “Not a man is going to protect me, because this is a woman’s fight, and we are going to protect ourselves!”

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163. “Lakshmibai was forced to abandon Jhansi, but she left it the same way she fought for it– on horseback, with her song strapped to her back.”

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164. “Someday, you little twat, I’d tell him, it’s going to be more. It’s going to be better, and so will you. Where we start doesn’t have to be where we end up.”

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165. “One of my maids found a pair of your breeches in the harpsichord this morning. I believe they were the same ones you left the house in last night.”

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166. “I don’t think I have to be well to be happy.”

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167. “I would teach my body to regrow my heart each time I gave it to him, over and over and over again. Heart after heart after heart – every one of them his.”

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168. “Has that been your leg all this while?” “What?” He unhooks his foot from around my calf. “I thought it was the chair. Sorry about that. Dear Lord, why didn’t you say something?” Before.”

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169. “You can’t, I am thinking. You can’t be ill because I need you and you can’t go away to die in some asylum because what am I supposed to do without you?”

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170. “I don’t think he was allowed to take supper with them when they had company, but, with some exceptions of that sort, they’ve been first-rate to him.”

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171. “The plausibility of a worry has never stopped me from asking it to dance.”

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172. “You had decided I was not to be trusted, that I was slippery and cruel and wily, because of a lot of old stories you had read about me? How disappointed you must have been when it was me who showed up instead of my brother with sunshine spurting out of his ass.”

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173. “Love may be a grand thing, but goddamn if it doesn’t take up more than its fair share of space inside a man.”

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174. “Mythology is all shite anyway,′ she says. ‘It never has stories about people like us. I’d rather write my own legends, or be the story someone else looks to one day, build a strong foundation for those who follow us.”

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175. “Or rather, my idea. Both Felicity and Percy are giving me a look that clearly conveys it is I alone taking a machete to this jungle.”

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176. “How is my body more willing to die than take in air? Or release the fiction that there’s something wrong with me? I want to press my fingers into my ears and snuff out the noise. If only it were so easy.”

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177. “Do you know how horrid it feels to watch my brother get tossed out of the best boarding school of England, then get to travel the Continent as a reward, while I’m stuck behind, not permitted to study the same things or read the same books or even visit the same places while we’re abroad, just because I had the bad luck to be born a girl?”

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178. “Come on, you enormous wrinkle.”

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179. “It’s nice... ” Theo repeated, his thumb skimming the rim of his teacup. “To know that there’s somewhere out there in the cosmos where people like me don’t have to be afraid.”

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180. “Percy turns to me quickly, his eyes catching the light and reflecting a mischievous glint. I’m suddenly aware of my body in a way I wasn’t a moment before, every twitch and blink, the way my shoulders sit inside this too-big coat, the bob of my throat as I swallow hard, every point of my silhouette that his gaze touches. Love may be a grand thing, but goddamn if it doesn’t take up more than its fair share of space inside a man.”

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181. “Perhaps fashion is just a reinforcement of a lady’s chastity, in hopes that the interested party may lose interest and abandon any deflowering attempts simply for all the clothing in the way.”

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182. “Reading in excess causes the female brain to shrink.”

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183. “I would rather have my eyes gouged out with sucket forks and fed back to me, but it seems best not to tell him so.”

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184. “Though I would hang on because I’d likely wash up in France, and from what I remember from the summer my family spent there when Felicity and I were young, there are some lovely women in France. Some handsome boys as well, many of whom wear their breeches very tight, though I wasn’t clear where I stood on that when I was eleven.”

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185. “When he speaks again, his tone is nearer to reverence, a voice for saints and sacred places.”

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186. “We feel like changeling versions of ourselves lying here, brittle likenesses doing a mimic of the way they have seen us behave before.”

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187. “I am thinking that my father lies, and maybe the foul things he’s fed me about myself for my whole bleeding life were just as untrue. That my father cheats. That my father has no pedestal from which to hand down judgment on me for my sins.”

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188. “I’ve always been of the mind that subtlety is a waste of time.”

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189. “This is a silence we’ve shared.”

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190. “When Callum and I first met, I had been lonely enough to not only accept his employment, but also the companionship that came with it, which gave him the idea that men often get in their heads when a woman pays some kind of attention to them: that it was a sign I want him to smash his mouth – and possibly other body parts – against mine. Which I do not.”

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191. “Flanked as they are by busts of the governors before them and loomed over by all those names along the walls, I feel generations of men who have kept women from their schools staring me down. Men like this never die – they’re chiseled in marble and erected in these halls.”

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192. “He reaches out, almost as though he can’t help himself, and puts his thumb to my jawline. The tips of his fingers brush the hollow of my throat, and I feel the touch so deep I half expect that when he moves, I’ll be left with an imprint there, as though I am a thing fashioned from clay in a potter’s hands.”

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193. “And I wish in that moment that I were brave.”

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194. “We are not broken things, neither of us. We are cracked pottery mended with laquer and flakes of gold, whole as we are, complete unto each other. Complete and worthy and so very loved.”

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195. “And then he leaves us to our own devices beside a store of gunpowder and flint and a cannon, thereby solidifying our captors’ reputation as the worst pirates in the history of the Mediterranean.”

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196. “Why didn’t you tell me?” He clenches his hands into fists around the blankets, face set, then says, “Fine, you want to know why? Because at the end of this year, I’m not going to law school, I’m going into an asylum.”

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197. “I’d rather not be glimpsed by men. Perhaps we can set up some sort of trap so that they fall off a cliff if they try to pluck me from the ground.”

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198. “Shout at me,” I want to tell him. “Fight back, because I deserve it.” I deserve to be fed all the ways I’ve made him feel unwanted, slapped with my own selfishness. But he’s Percy, so he doesn’t say another cruel word. Even at his worst, he’s so much better than me.”

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199. “But then again, did a hero’s death really matter if you died just the same? The only difference between a foxhole and a grave was the name you gave it in your won head.”

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200. “I’m learning there is no one way for life to be lived, no one way to be strong or brave or kind or good. Rather there are many people doing the best they can with the heart they are given and the hand they are dealt. Our best is all we can do, and all we can hold on to is each other.”

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