Top 350 Mary E. Pearson Quotes (2026 Update)
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101. “She fascinated me, her contradictions, her secrets, and the girl that sometimes surfaced from beneath her tough soldier exterior, like when she spotted the wish stalks on the bank. The girl who forgot who I was and pressed a wish stalk to my ankle. In another world, another circumstance, I think we might have been friends. Or more.”

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102. “Seconds could change everything. Seconds could erase one path and send you reeling down another.”

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103. “You do not have to be the one to do this.” “It has to be someone, Rafe! Why not me? Yes, I could turn away and ignore everything in my heart. Leave it to someone else! Maybe hundreds have! But maybe I choose to step forward, instead of stepping back.”

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104. “Love didn’t end all at once, no matter how much you needed it to or how inconvenient it was. You couldn’t command love to stop any more than a marriage document could order it to appear. Maybe love had to bleed away a drop at a time until your heart was numb and cold and mostly dead.”

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105. “I beg your forgiveness, Your Eminence. I would not truly feed your face to the hogs. It might make them sick.”

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106. “I don’t care what mistakes I made or what mistakes you made. I’d make every single one again, if that was the only way to be with you.”

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107. “But I would always see her. Until I drew my last breath, it would always be her face I saw when I closed my eyes at night, and her face again when I woke each morning. I would force myself to forget the last words I heard from her lips. I would remember others. I love you, Jafir de Aldrid. Words that, now, I was sure I had never deserved. I.”

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108. “Maybe staying on the surface keeps her from returning to a place where she can’t breathe.”

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109. “Maybe there were a hundred different ways to fall in love.”

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110. “He was a habit in my thoughts, not any more welcome than a rash, but I’d find myself thinking of him before I even realized what I was doing. Banishing him from my thoughts was like learning to breathe in a new way. it was a conscious effort.”

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111. “Everything had changed between us the day she held my slingshot and I placed my arms around her. It frightened me, this change, the way it made me feel and even think differently, but every day since then, as I rode to the valley, all I could think of was holding her again, kissing her, listening to her, watching her laugh. Just.”

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112. “He fell back against the door, his eyes closed, and he slid to the floor, still sitting upright. All I had to do was open the door and he’d tumble out backward, but with my luck, he’d break his neck going down the steps, and I’d be left with Malich to deal with. I.”

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113. “I look out the window, a jammed-up feeling growing inside. Am I going to cry? Or is it something else? My eyes are dry, but I feel like something wants to burst out of me. I focus on the empty road outside. Hold back. Hold it in. Keep your mouth shut, Jenna. Keep it shut. Shut. Shut.”

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114. “My mother’s abscence hit me in a new, bitter way, because sometimes you can’t begin to know everything you’ve lost until someone shows you what you might have had.”

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115. “When your life has had few events to occupy it, it’s amazing how a simple encounter can seem like an entire three-act play.”

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116. “Stop cutting me off!” he yelled. The steel of his eyes sparkled with warning. “The least you can do is give me a chance to speak! We’re gonna talk!”

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117. “We were Rahtan, we could chisel what made us uncomfortable and awkward into an ice sculpture in hell if we had to.”

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118. “Darkness was my ally. It made me forget the world I was in and invited me to dream of another.”

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119. “He looks at me and I know he is going to say no but I don’t turn away and I don’t stop looking because ever since Mira said I noticed him I have made a point not to notice him and for the first time I am noticing that his eyes have a dark ring of brown around a golden iris and I find that infinitely interesting because my eyes are the same color and I think he notices this too at the exact same moment and a chill shivers over me, and like a miracle, he says, “Let’s go.”

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120. “Now I understood why Sven preferred soldiering to love. It was easier to understand and far less likely to get you killed. I.”

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121. “There are always choices. Some choices are just not easy to make.”

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122. “I’m not the farmer I claimed to be, but I hope I can make you fall in love with me again, this time as a prince, one day at a time. We’ve had a terrible start – it doesn’t mean we can’t have a better ending.”

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123. “Duty. That was a word I hated as much as tradition.”

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124. “It wasn’t good to dwell on maybes. Maybes could be twisted into things that never really existed.”

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125. “We’ve had a terrible start – it doesn’t mean we can’t have a better ending.”

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126. “The truths of the world wish to be known, but they won’t force themselves upon you the way lies will. They’ll court you, whisper to you, play behind your eyelids, slip inside and warm your blood, dance along your spine and caress your neck until your flesh rises in bumps.”

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127. “When is a cell finally too small to hold our essence?”

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128. “One day he gave me a handful of sky when he saw me gazing up at the clouds, just to see me smile. I put it in my pocket.”

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129. “Now he was the one who was incredulous. He drew his knife from its sheath, but he was too weak to step forward, and it spilled from his hand. His sword remained useless at his side. He looked back at me in disbelief and slid to the ground, his face twisted in pain. I walked closer and stood over him, kicking his knife away. “You were wrong, Komizar. It’s much easier to kill a man than a horse.”

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130. “Am I less because I have fewer, or do the few I have mean more?”

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131. “I left and went to the roof, where it was only me, a thousand blinking stars, and the beauty of darkness stretched to the ends of the universe, snuffing out the endless games of courts and kingdoms.”

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132. “I didn’t need to fall in love with him again. I had never fallen out.”

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133. “Who was this girl who thumbed her nose at two kingdoms and did as she pleased? I wanted to know. As.”

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134. “Because if I could believe in tomorrow or the next day, maybe that would give the magic time to come true. Or better, maybe by then I wouldn’t need the magic at all.”

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135. “The immensity of the death was numbing. But I knew at some point tears would come again. The pain would take hold of me unexpectedly and throw me to my knees. There were no rules to grief, but there were rules to life, and in those first few days, the requirements of the living demanded I keep going. – The Beauty of Darkness.”

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136. “How many hours can one person spend locked in a bathroom, looking at skin, hair, eyes. Feeling fingers, toes. And the absurdity of a belly button?”

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137. “Some last words should never be said.”

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138. “There was only one thing that someone with great power wanted. More of it.”

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139. “Kiss me,” I said. “Before you say anything else, just kiss me and hold me and tell me it was worth it, no matter what happens.”

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140. “He believes me. But that is nothing new. He always did because I was a rule follower. I played by the rules he understood. But there are new rules now, ones he doesn’t know yet. He’ll learn. Just as I’m learning.”

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141. “Then we come from opposite but similar worlds, don’t we?”

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142. “His eyes narrowed as if contemplating the gravity of the unforgivable. That was what I both hated and loved about Rafe. He challenged me on everything I said, but he also listened intently. He listened as if every word I said mattered.”

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143. “I was a piece of cheese being shoved into a mold.”

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144. “My body molded to his, and the seconds ticked by. All I wanted was more time with him. His lips traveled to my neck. “It was worth it, Lia,” he said. “Every mile, every day. I’d do it all again. I’d chase you across three continents if that’s what it took to be with you.”

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145. “I suppose if we’re going to fall in love all over again, kissing will be part of it.”

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146. “If I’d feel like a cloud before, now in was like a planet winking from the heavens. A burden shared wasn’t so heavy to bear anymore.”

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147. “It was worth it, Lia,” He said. “Every mile, every day. I’d do it all again. I’d chase you across three continents if that’s what it took to be with you.”

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148. “There were two ways to approach the inevitable – being dragged to meet your fate or taking the offensive.”

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149. “I went back to my thoughts of Lia. How could I tell her that I knew in my gut from almost the beginning that we were meant to be together? That I had seen myself growing old with her. That a gift I wasn’t even sure she really possessed had told me her name long before I ever laid eyes on her.”

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150. “Write it down, he had told me. Write down every word once you get there, Before the truth is forgotten. And now we do, at least the parts we remember. – Greyson Ballenger, 14.”

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