Top 500 Mariana Zapata Quotes (2025 Update)
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401. “You’re fine,” Aiden commanded with a squeeze of the mitts he called hands. “Calm down. You got it,” he coached me through the next ragged breath. “I’m right here.” His breath washed over my cheek as his palms cupped my upper arms. “I’m not going anywhere without you.” He squeezed, his words ringing through my ears. “You’re not alone.”

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402. “Figure skating had always made me feel invincible. But more than anything, back then, it had made me feel amazing. I hadn’t known it was possible to feel like you could fly. To be so strong. To be so beautiful. To be good at something. Especially something I cared about.”

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403. “I was a goner from the first time you gave me hell.” Aaron smiled. “Maybe even before then.”

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404. “I’m glad you’re good too, baby girl.”

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405. “Didn’t you hear what I said? Worryin’ about you is like... lovin the goddamn sun on my face, kiddo. Like breathin’. It’s never not gonna happen.”

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406. “Aaron reached around me and wrapped his long fingers around both wrists, his chin dipping down. “Get used to seeing it,” he said. And then he came for me.”

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407. “Nobody else is going to watch out for you but you.”

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408. “Everything about him was serious and intent. “I know you think I wouldn’t care,” he said in that whisper voice that bled solemnness, “but I would. I do. We’re in this together.” My mouth suddenly dry, I nodded. “Yes.” “Trust me, Van. Tell me. I won’t let you down.”

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409. “Why are you looking at me like that?” I asked him carefully with my bowl covering the lower half of my face. Dex’s gaze didn’t loosen in the slightest. “Because I’m wonderin’ what you taste like.”

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410. “I can’t believe you would think I was messing around with Franz, Jesus Christ. I really,” I put my fist up to my mouth and blew a deep breath into it. “I really, really want to punch you in the face right now.”

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411. “Not liking you is like fighting gravity.”

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412. “You never know when even a little bit of kindness might change someone’s life.”

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413. “You’re a better person than I am, and I haven’t loved anything the way that I love you, schnecke. I would say we’re tied,” he argued. His smile was gentle, his skin bright and flushed.”

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

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415. “Thank you. You’re the best thing that ever yelled at me.”

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416. “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.”

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417. “Then again, I always wanted to cry. I cried when I was happy, sad, excited, and frustrated with life.”

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418. “That entire beefy, hunky body trembled lightly, I faintly noticed. “No more hiking by yourself,” he whispered roughly, so hoarse it scared me. “No more.” “No more,” I agreed weakly. I shivered once in his arms, supported nearly completely by his frame.”

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419. “I can work anywhere, and anyway, I’m here for you, not the team. Do whatever you need to do.”

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420. “This was my partner. This was more than my partner. He was my other half.”

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421. “When you lose enough, you learn to take happiness where you can find it. You don’t wait for it to be handed to you. You don’t expect it in big firework-like displays.”

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422. “Hey, you German bratwurst.”

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423. “I don’t ask you to lunch because I want to just see Mo. I want to see you too. I want to be your friend again. I want to be more than your friend. I want to be more than any other friend you’ve ever had before or ever will.”

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424. “Let them judge. I had nothing to prove to people who didn’t matter or mean anything to me.”

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425. “I understood all the individual words in the sentence, but putting them together in that moment was the equivalent of telling a blind person you wanted them to see something real quick.”

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426. “I forced a smile onto my face and patted my mom’s arm, ignoring the intense gaze coming from Kulti. “Maybe one day, Ma.” “I’m just telling you because I love you,” she said in Spanish, picking up on how her comment irritated me. “You’re just as pretty as any other girl, Sal.” “You’re all ugly. I’m hungry, let’s go,” Dad said with a clap of his hands, his face too cheerful.”

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427. “No,” the familiar, deep voice answered unexpectedly, right before he dropped a metal chair into place right next to me. “She’s mine.” And he went for it.”

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428. “Assault was against the law. But was it extra illegal to hit a teenager?”

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429. “Grief was the final way we had to tell our loved ones that they’d impacted our lives. That we missed them so, so much.”

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430. “You don’t gotta do everything alone.” “I’ve never wanted to, Rip.”

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431. “The jacket wasn’t a diamond bracelet or a ruby necklace. It wasn’t some expensive purse picked blindly just because it was expensive. It wasn’t a new laptop I didn’t need because my old one was only a year old. These were things I needed. Things that he knew I needed. Things to keep me warm because that mattered to him.”

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432. “You remind me of Buddy the Elf. You’re always smiling. Always trying to make things better. I thought for sure you would get it,” he explained.”

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433. “Tristan was many things. He was smoking hot, but also beautiful. He was also funny, smart, a jackass, and compassionate, among many other things. Two traits he was not: organized and neat. I’d been watching him fold his laundry for nearly twenty minutes, and I didn’t know how I managed not scream.”

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

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436. “Or use their stem cells to lengthen his life.”

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437. “I wanted to wait until the season was over. I didn’t want to rush you. A few months are nothing compared to the rest of my life, schnecke.” Kulti nodded, his eyebrows hitching up a quarter of an inch as recognition hit me. “You have no idea what the day of your concussion did to me.”

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438. “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.”

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439. “I managed to suck in a tiny breath and aim a smirk at him. “Can I give you another hug or is that over your daily allowance?” The German shook his head. “Have I told you that you remind me of a splinter I can’t remove? You’re incredibly annoying.”

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440. “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.”

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441. “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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442. “There was nothing worse than comparing yourself to another woman because there was always going to be something that they had that you didn’t.”

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443. “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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444. “The way he hugged the hell out of me would be something that sickness and death could never take away.”

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445. “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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446. “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.”

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447. “You’re wearing a dress.”

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448. “Yes! Your problem. Whatever the hell is up your ass needs to come right back out.” “There is nothing up my ass!”

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449. “I don’t know how anybody would let you walk away, and it isn’t going to be me. Not today. Not tomorrow. Not ever. Are we clear?”

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450. “His gaze flick down to my clothes for a second, his lips quirking just a little. “Sometimes I think you can’t be any cuter, and then you go and put on my underwear.”

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