Top 500 Mariana Zapata Quotes (2026 Update)
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451. “But I was a stubborn jackass idiot who wanted what she wanted come hell or high water, and I’d done what I wanted to do at an incredibly high expense.”

— Mariana Zapata

452. “As cheesy as it was, the best things in life aren’t easy or cheap.”

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453. “You tell me not to cry, and then I cry more. It’s a curse.”

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454. “Real life didn’t allow things to happen when you expected them or needed them to. Wrong moments, wrost timing, and dealing with tough situations were a natural part of life.”

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455. “I love her. And I will gladly give her all the things you were too stupid not to give her. You wouldn’t even hold her hand in public, right? Or kiss her?” he basically taunted him. “I’m fine not being the first man she’s ever loved because I know I’m going to be the last.”

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456. “Two big hands cupped my jaw the instant before his mouth with its deep pink, full lips and day old scruff, descended on me in a hard kiss – all ownership and demand. Ohmigod. Once. Twice. His grip on my face was unrelenting even as he pulled his mouth back a square inch then kissed me even harder, pressing and molding possessive lips to me.”

— Mariana Zapata

457. “Josh and Lou had never told me anything about the clothes I wore – except for this one red dress I’d put on to go out with some friends from my going-out days that pretty much made me look like a prostitute. “No” was the one and only thing Josh had told me that night a year and a half ago before pointing in the direction of my room. “No, no, no,” he’d repeated again, shaking his head. “No, Aunt Di.”

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458. “I missed my Crabby Pants, I thought just as my heart freaking pulsed. Oh no. Oh, no, no, no.”

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459. “Are you crying?” Clearing my throat, I blinked hard twice, lowering my gaze to the small cleft in the German’s chin. “No.” His fingers went up to push at my shoulder lightly. “Stop it.” I lifted my chin and pushed his shoulder right back, sniffling while doing it. “You stop it. I’m not crying.” “I have two eyes,” he replied, looking down at me with a troubled expression on his face.”

— Mariana Zapata

460. “I’m a little disappointed there isn’t a Chinese symbol for strength.” The laugh that exploded out of him only made me laugh too. “Your skin is really soft too, do you moisturize?” He kept on laughing. “No. They aren’t something I want to last. Not anymore.” “So what you’re trying to say is that your skin is just naturally soft?”

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461. “I’m good!” I yelled back. “Are you?” “Scarred for life watching you grab Dad’s butt like that, but I’ll get over it. Thanks for wondering!” he hollered sarcastically before shaking his head and closing the door.”

— Mariana Zapata

462. “You’re the only person I would want to do this with me.”

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463. “Oh, I know. Trust me.” I blinked. “Or don’t.” The German gave an exaggerated sigh. “You are my best friend.”

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464. “How long were you together?” he asked once we’d scrolled three years further back. “Four years. We met my second year in college.” “He looks like an idiot.” It took me a moment to comprehend what came out of his mouth, but it made me laugh once it finally took hold. I nudged him with my elbow. “You’re rude. He wasn’t an idiot. He was really nice.”

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465. “It was right then, in that instant, that I realized I might be a little in love with Aiden.”

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466. “One of the arms around me moved, and what had to be his hand landed on the back of my head, fingers dipping into my hair, running through the ends before coming back up to do it all over again. “Ten more seconds,” I mumbled into my hands, into his shirt, into him. “Ten more seconds,” he agreed into my cheek, his hand cupping the back of my head again.”

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467. “There were moments in life where you asked yourself if you did drugs without realizing it.”

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468. “I’ve never seen you so squirmy before, and I don’t know if it’s annoying or kind of cute.”

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469. “He’d gotten me a ring. And it was – Damn it. Damn. It. I couldn’t love him. I couldn’t. I couldn’t, especially not because he’d chosen me something perfect. Something me.”

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470. “Ivan’s leg hit mine, and I couldn’t help but twist my upper body enough to face him, pressing my lips together so that I wouldn’t start laughing. Two glassy gray-blue eyes met mine, and it was obvious that he was trying not to laugh too.”

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471. “You have more in you, schnecke. Get up.”

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472. “A year ago, back when we’d shared one bathroom, I’d accidentally walked in on Josh. He’d been buck naked and had yelled like I’d gone in there to kill him, screaming with two hands covering his privates, “Don’t look at my nuggets!” As if I hadn’t seen his little pistachios a thousand times before.”

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473. “But there were things in life you couldn’t do unless you stepped out of your comfort zone and took a risk, and working for myself was one of them.”

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474. “What I wanted was him forever, but I’d take what i could get.”

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475. “I tried all night to think of somebody I trust as much as you and I could only come up with one. One fuckin’ person out of everybody in the world, babe,” he let me know.”

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476. “Are you crying?” Clearing my throat, I blinked hard twice, lowering my gaze to the small cleft in the German’s chin. “No.” His fingers went up to push at my shoulder lightly. “Stop it.”

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477. “Stop looking at me, I mouthed. No, he mouthed back.”

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478. “But Aiden wasn’t smiles and coyness. He didn’t know or care that he was unforgettable. He had a confidence that went deeper than that of a man who liked what he saw in the mirror; Aiden valued the skills he’d developed through hard work. He believed in every inch of himself. He cared about what he could do and pushed himself to be better than he was the day before, not any of the external crap so many other people valued so much.”

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479. “As much as I’d been telling myself over the last two days that I’d imagined being a wee bit in love with him, my heart held on to the truth. I was. I hated it, but I was. I recognized it, sensing that stir in my chest. I was falling, if not more than a little, in love with Aiden. My husband of convenience.”

— Mariana Zapata

480. “Luna. I’m tired, baby.” Rip sighed, giving me a gentle squeeze.”

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481. “It isn’t too much, not for you.”

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482. “I don’t like the idea of you being with another man.”

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483. “I’m not going to give and give and give to someone who doesn’t want what I have to share. My parents have done it to me, my siblings have done it to me, everyone does it to me when I let them, and you’re going to be the last person who makes me feel like a freaking nuisance.”

— Mariana Zapata

484. “Looking back on it, it’s weird thinking about the moments you don’t realize are important. The sentences, the touches, the actions that seem so innocent in that second, you take them for granted. The words that make water into wine in the course of your life.”

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485. “This isn’t about you writing for me, Roro. I love you.” The arm over my shoulders stiffened, and Rhodes’s voice dropped as he grumbled, “Not enough.”

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486. “The arm swiped at my waist from out of nowhere. Way too distracted, I realized it was Dex who had an arm wrapped around me, pulling me to his side. His fingers clenched the material of my cardigan.”

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487. “You’re wearing a dress.”

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488. “Come here.” His voice seemed to rumble across the sheets. “Where?” I was already next to him. I rolled onto my side. “Closer, Van,” he ordered, exasperated.”

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489. “You can’t live your life bottling everything up. You need people, even if it’s only one or two, to believe.”

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490. “Life didn’t have to be perfect for you to be happy. Because what was perfect really, anyway?”

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491. “You make it sound like I hit up retirement homes for dates. Those men are probably only a couple years older than you are, so think about that, creaky knees.”

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492. “You’re the best player on the team. They won’t get rid of you.”

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493. “Life was a risk. This was what I’d always wanted.”

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494. “Want to get something to eat before ballet? I’ll treat your broke ass.”

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495. “But that didn’t mean that I couldn’t picture him buckling Mo into her car seat soon and saying in a baby voice, “Grandpa Gus is gonna go kill somebody. You wanna come with me? You wanna help bury your daddy?”

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496. “You go and I’m comin’ after you, babe.”

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497. “To have this man care about me, not just a little bit, but enough that it tipped the axis of his temperament, calmed me. It was an anchoring acknowledgment.”

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498. “Who did that to you?”

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499. “You don’t like the beach?” “I like the beach. I don’t like sand up my ass.” Don’t do it. Don’t do it. Don’t – I couldn’t help myself. “Is there something you, uh, do like up there?” I asked. Rip choked.”

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500. “I’d remember the next words out of his mouth every day of my life. I would remember them each time I thought I had no idea what I was doing being a mom. Jonah Collins squeezed my hand. That muscular shoulder rolled upward, and he said, in a rough voice, gripping my fingers tight, “What a gift you’ve given me, Lenny.”

— Mariana Zapata