Top 400 Olivie Blake Quotes (2026 Update)
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251. “How strange it was, being so close to death; looking it in the face, grasping the finery of all its features.”

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252. “The world was filled poets who thought a woman’s love had unmade them.”

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253. “God demanded blood in almost every culture. Was magic any different?”

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254. “Of course you get a say,” Libby corrected him. “You can say, ‘Libby, I love you and I support you,’ or you can say something else.”

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255. “From somewhere in his mind’s periphery he caught the vestiges of a very Rhodesian sigh – Varona, honestly, like the proverbial chord that David played to annoy the Lord.”

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256. “Maybe after a lifetime of being useless, Tristan simply wanted to be used.”

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257. “Aldo was not a ‘right now’ sort of person.”

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258. “So be it. This is what it means to live.”

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259. “You have a problem,” Parisa observed, arching a brow. “Nonsense. I have a hobby,” said Callum. “It’s everyone else who has a problem.”

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260. “Why didn’t you let me choose you?” he asked hoarsely. “I would have gone to you, Masha, if you’d asked. You would’ve only had to ask, and I would have chosen you over everything.”

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261. “Because we have agreed, collectively, that to proceed without knowledge or understanding is a stupid kind of bravery, an impulsive kind of blindness, but that to be alone without wonder or curiosity is to chip away any possible value we might discover in existing.”

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262. “You resent privilege in all its forms, including your own, yet you show no desire to unmake the present system. I think someday you will awaken to your own conviction, and when you do, something will compel you forward.”

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263. “She proved herself alive by proving this day had never been lived before, that this thing had never been felt or never tasted or never wanted...”

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264. “Everything was about money, but if you had enough of it you could forget that was true.”

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265. “We might have had a very dull life together- mundane, you know? And probably wonderful.”

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266. “Is it not a proven fact of history that power isn’t meant to exist in the hands of the very few?”

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267. “In Regan’s opinion, marriage was very easy to do if you simply operated in totally separate spheres.”

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268. “He felt confident that there would be a moment when all the disjointed parts that made Charlotte Regan so incomprehensible to him would form a recognizable shape, and then he would understand the basis of the problem.”

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269. “You know why you don’t understand me?” Parisa answered Reina’s thoughts, stepping closer to lower her voice. “Because you think you’ve figured me out. You think you’ve met me before, other versions of women like me, but you have no idea what I am. You think my looks are what make me? My ambitions? You can’t begin to know the sum of my parts, and you can stare all you like, but you won’t see a damn thing until I show you.”

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270. “When you no longer exist, you will have left nothing behind.”

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271. “It’s art because it’s art, which is circular in its way,” she said, and then blinked, that same half-smile lingering at the edges of her mouth when she turned to face him. “A perfect circle, if you will,” she said, “because it is and it was and it will be, all at once.”

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272. “Si no usaba esta vida, entonces la estaba desperdiciando.”

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273. “Libby Roads was an anxious, impending meltdown whose decisions were based entirely on what she had allowed the world to shape her into. She was more powerful than all of them, except for Nico. And of course she was. Because that was her curse.”

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274. “Regan always felt most secure in the hands of a man with no misconceptions of her flaws, because for better or worse, he would not be swayed by the possibility of their resurgence.”

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275. “A kiss that went on for half a moment, endlessly, and lasted infinitesimally, for years. It was trauma and mortality, legend and mythology.”

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276. “Ladies, let’s get in formation.”

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277. “I want to see what you see,′ he said. “How will I do that if I never observe you in your natural habitat?”

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278. “Her art would not satisfy him because it wasn’t art at all, wasn’t anything. Art was emotional truth and she had none of that, not one single truth, and this bag was proof of it along with everything else.”

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279. “He seemed to see the world through some lens of necessity, as if everything was purely reflex.”

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280. “This time, she would close her eyes. She would inhale deeply. She would do what she had done before but this time she would not let herself fail, because she was no longer frightened. She was no longer aching. She was no longer desperate for the crutch of someone else’s faith.”

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281. “She had a distinct ability to take up space, he thought. She made her surroundings part of her dominion, her atmosphere bending to the strike of her stride. Aldo, on the other hand, was typically subjected to the laws and customs of the room.”

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282. “They struggled to properly disentwine, or worse. They became strange, molded copies of the other.”

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283. “Some people suffer bravely. Some clumsily.” He glanced up, catching Tristan’s look of uncertainty. “Some do so quietly, poetically. Parisa does it stubbornly and pointlessly, going on just to go on. Just to avoid defeat: to feel something more than nothing.”

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284. “He’d say: I came to look at art, to marvel at something, and here you are and so I will.”

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285. “I’m beginning to understand that the supernatural has its own flavor of tedium,” Vi replied. “I’m starting to wonder if there’s anything in this world that doesn’t ultimately amount to minutiae. Or any other world, for that matter,” she amended, shrugging, “considering we’re all about to be brought down by irresponsible accountancy.”

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286. “Bad’ was knowing how sweetly he could kiss her, while seeing just how bitterly the whole thing was a lie.”

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287. “She was powerful on her own. She did not need his oversight. She did not want it.”

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288. “She understood the compulsion to seek out more space. To lessen to a speck of nothingness.”

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289. “It felt unfair, unjust, that the things that had so easily been shared between them – I’m strange, no I’m strange, okay we’re both strange, nobody understands us except for us – were now hers to bear alone.”

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290. “It was at moments like this, high enough to inhale the promise of risk, that the whittled lines of city streets brought out his lingering melancholy; that l’appel du vide, the call of the void.”

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291. “She didn’t feel whole with Aldo inside her. Instead, she felt splintered; like she became, in his hands, an infinite number of pieces, an entire infinity herself. Like she and eternity and omnipotence were the same, or like omniscience could be equated to the sound of his ragged breath in her ear. She wanted him to mess her up, deplete her, to deliver her to something lesser, something baser. Something less inclined to rational thought, and instead diminished only to sensations.”

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292. “I cry when it rains, I pick fights sometimes, I don’t know why. I look at the sky and feel this inexplicable sense of dread. I’m afraid that everything will end; are you ever afraid like that?”

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293. “Now Callum’s mistake was obvious: he had thought to prove himself strong, but nobody wanted strength. Not like his. Strength was for machines and monsters; the others could not relate to faultlessness or perfection. Humans wanted humanity, and that meant he would have to show evidence of weakness.”

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294. “Unfortunately, setting fire to Nico de Varona’s undergarments was considered unacceptable behavior.”

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295. “He says my number one quality is my attention span and I should never let anyone tell me otherwise.”

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296. “You wouldn’t make love with him, you’d make art.”

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297. “No, Nico, I would have lit on fire anyone with even the slightest intention of harming you, and that is the kind of friend I am, when I choose to be a friend.”

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298. “Maybe that’s the big secret, that even though she hates her feelings, she’d still rather have them than not. Maybe the enormity of it all is that she hates the highs and the lows and she knows they’re Bad, that they’re Not Supposed To Happen, but she is not herself without them. She misses herself. She doesn’t really know who she is but she wants to know, she wants to find out, and she can’t do it with pills. She understands that might be hard for him.”

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299. “I worry that if you try to keep up with her, you’ll burn out, Rinaldo.”

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300. “He was a mystery, which was interesting. He never quite did or said what she thought he was going to, though that could become its own kind of predictable after a while.”

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