Top 500 Marissa Meyer Quotes (2026 Update)
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301. “Just to be clear, you’re not using your mind powers on me right now, are you?” She blinked. “Of course not.” “Just checking.” Then he slid his arms around her waist and kissed her. Cinder.”

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302. “All right. Cinder. Are you following me?” She frowned, hackles rising before she realized he was teasing her.”

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303. “Levana had not seen the bodies, but she had seen the bedrooms the next morning, and her first thought was that all that blood would make for a very pretty rouge on her lips.”

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304. “I like to get myself in over my head.”

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305. “She shot me in the arm once.” This confession was said with as much tenderness as if Scarlet had given him a bouquet of wildflowers rather than a bullet wound. Cress.”

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306. “You must think I’m an awful ruler. One of those spoiled, selfish queens who cares more for her own reputation than the welfare of her people.”

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307. “A confidence that glimmered. Though her station was beneath the head thaumaturge, her posture and faint smile seemed to indicate that she didn’t much believe herself to be beneath anyone at all. Levana liked her immediately.”

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308. “But I like Kai.” “You and every other girl in the galaxy.” “Every girl? Are you finally including yourself in that count?”

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309. “I do not want his generosity, or his kindness, or any other favors!” Her mother sneered. “Then you are a fool.” “Good. I’ve become rather fond of fools.”

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310. “There was a freedom in anonymity. There was power in not having to answer to anyone.”

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311. “He wouldn’t even dance with Levana at the stupid ball if he could help it – to hell with diplomacy.”

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312. “We both know the world would be better off without heroes. Without villains. Without any of us, getting in the way of normal, happy people and their normal, happy lives.”

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313. “She was indeed beautiful, as if someone had taken the scientific measurements of perfection and used them to mold a single ideal specimen. Her face was slightly heart-shaped, with high cheekbones barely flushed. Auburn hair fell in silken ringlets to her waist and her unblemished ivory skin shimmered like mother-of-pearl in the sunshine. Her lips were red red red, looking like she’d just drunk a pint of blood.”

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314. “Besides,” Hatta said, tossing the shredded paper back at her. It wisped and fluttered and clung to the fabric of her gown. “I have a personal rule about not entering into business with spineless creatures. No snakes. No slippery eels. And worst of all, no fickle women.”

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315. “I think we see two people who were lucky enough to find each other in this vast universe, and they weren’t going to let any boundaries of distance or race or even physiological tampering get in the way of a happy life together.” Cinder.”

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316. “You mean when we discovered the secret lair under the hangar where I’d been kept comatose for eight years of my life, then turned into a cyborg by some mystery surgeon before being given away to a family who didn’t really want me? Yeah, Thorne, those were the good old days.”

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317. “She ruled with fear, yes, but also with adoration. It would be easy to abuse a person when they never recognized it as abuse.”

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318. “He was still dazed, and though she hated to admit it, he was actually rather attractive. If a girl happened to like that square-jaw, bright-blue-eyes, devilish-dimples kind of thing. Although he was in desperate need of a haircut and a good shave.”

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319. “That’s human nature, isn’t it? People want to put someone on a pedestal. Maybe it gives them something to dream about.”

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320. “Just friends, she reminded herself. They were only friends, and would only be friends from here on out. It was a friendship that was to be cherished, as she cherished all the friendships she’d made aboard this ship. She wouldn’t ruin it by wishing things could be more. She would be grateful for what affection she did have.”

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321. “Over a dozen thaumaturges were stationed around the room. It was almost like the queen expected someone to start trouble.”

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322. “I’ve heard that when citizens are unruly, there’s usually a good reason for it.”

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323. “Patience, friend. They’re coming for you.”

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324. “The expression made her uncomfortable – the look that suggested she was a china doll, easily shattered.”

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325. “The villains’ poor life choices weren’t exactly the bees’ fault, after all.”

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326. “She was desperate to see Kai again. To kiss him. To be in his arms. To laugh at his ironic jokes and watch his eyes crinkle when he laughed at hers. It.”

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327. “A reality show about a group of children attempting to run their own small country.”

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328. “Bending his head, Kai pressed his lips to her knuckles. The plating had no nerve endings, and yet the touch sent a tingle of electricity along her arm.”

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329. “I’m going to tell her I’ve fallen for one of my captors and the wedding is off.” Cinder’s arm froze. He smirked. “At least, that’s what I wish I could tell her.” She.”

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330. “It looks more like a rotting pumpkin.”

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331. “Dear friends,” Kai began, “we are gathered today to witness and to celebrate the union between Wo – er, Ze’ev Kesley and Scarlet Benoit. Though we are a small gathering, it’s clear that the love we feel for this bride and groom would span to Luna and back.”

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332. “You don’t need to be changed or fixed. You’re my alpha, always.”

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333. “You’re a Renegade,” he said. “Of course I trust you.”

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334. “Dr. Erland’s expression had gone dark. He reached forward and pinched Cinder hard above her elbow. “Ow, hey!” “Hmph. For a moment I thought you must be another one of my hallucinations, as surely your plan couldn’t be that stupid.”

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335. “Clearing his throat, Kai murmured, “You have no idea how to dance, do you?” Cinder fixed her gaze on him, mind still reeling. “I’m a mechanic.”

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336. “Miss Linh, from your blood samples I have deduced that you are, in fact, Lunar.”

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337. “Wolf dissolved before her, a resigned sigh brushing against her mouth. Then he was pulling her toward him and bundling her up in his arms. Scarlet gasped as Wolf buried one hand into her mess of curls and kissed her back.”

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338. “Scarlet started laughing again. She remembered what it was like seeing the princess for the first time. Her full lips, delicate shoulders, huge eyes flecked with shavings of gray, all paired with the unexpected scars on her right cheek that should have made her less stunning but didn’t. It occurred to Scarlet that Wolf hadn’t seemed to notice. She felt a little twinge of pride.”

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339. “I don’t hate you. I am merely annoyed at your existence.” -Levana, Winter.”

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340. “There is no I in hero.”

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341. “Come here, baby sister,” she whispered, and despite the terror twisting inside Levana’s stomach, her feet obeyed. “I want to show you something.”

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342. “The terror of it was in the randomness. The brutality and the senseless way they chose their victims, while leaving so many witnesses to spread the fear. No one was safe. No one was ever safe.”

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343. “You are a killer. You are a predator. You know nothing aboyt loyality or love. We may be animals, but we will never again live in your cave.”

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344. “Just, please” – he lowered his voice – “for all the skies, don’t complain to Tamaya without talking to me first, because she is an adamant abuser of the phrase ‘told you so,’ and no one needs that, you know what I mean?”

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345. “A good queen was a well-informed queen.”

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346. “Cinder felt her heart tug in sympathy – she could relate to being a slave for her “guardian,” but she couldn’t recall ever being afraid that Adri might actually kill her. Well, other than that time she sold her off for plague research.”

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347. “You’re even more painful to look at than she is.”

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348. “The guilt and the horror and the memory of that awful smell might stay with her forever, but she was the queen.”

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349. “She forced herself to stand again, though her legs were no stronger than unbaked dough.”

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350. “Cinders. Embers. Ashes. Michelle hoped that whatever strength had allowed this child to survive the fire all those years ago was a strength that still burned inside her. That it would go on burning, hotter and hotter, until she was as bright as the rising sun. She.”

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