Top 500 Olivie Blake Quotes (2026 Update)
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301. “He’d say: I came to look at art, to marvel at something, and here you are and so I will.”

— Olivie Blake

302. “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.”

— Olivie Blake

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

— Olivie Blake

304. “Marya Antonova was as mighty as a strike of lightning, and as difficult to hold. She was as captivating as fear, as undeniable as hunger, and he had loved her then – and loved her now – for all the tremor and the fury that she was.”

— Olivie Blake

305. “It is to win against your demons, he said, and therefore gain mastery of yourself.”

— Olivie Blake

306. “These keys of mine,” she said. “If you could have one of them.” It was an implied question: If you could open only one part of me for your consumption, for your delectation, for the whims of your carnivorous mind, which part would you wish to see?”

— Olivie Blake

307. “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.”

— Olivie Blake

308. “What you’re willing to accept doesn’t change what I’m willing to give.”

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309. “Tristan stared after her, wondering if he ought to push the issue. Nico probably would, but Tristan wasn’t Nico. It was one of his favorite things about himself, actually, that he wasn’t Nico.”

— Olivie Blake

310. “Was it seduction or torment?”

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311. “Everyone has magic and dreams. The limitation‘s were not to law of physics, but rather in the control of the dreamer.”

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

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

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314. “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.”

— Olivie Blake

315. “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?”

— Olivie Blake

316. “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.”

— Olivie Blake

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

— Olivie Blake

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

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319. “The point is there are no villains in this story, or maybe there are no heroes.”

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320. “Dream magic! It made no sense and it did not need to. There was no science here, only vibes.”

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321. “She was built on a foundation of avoidance for the sake of self-preservation.”

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322. “Libby, the fringed girl whose anxieties were so prickly and unceasing they set Callum’s teeth on.”

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323. “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.”

— Olivie Blake

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

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325. “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.”

— Olivie Blake

326. “Where are we in the cosmos, because I have lived this so many times in fantasy that it has become six different forms of reality and now, tell me, which reality are we?”

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327. “But to set one’s sights on one particular outcome is to necessitate a shift in some direction, enduring and irreversible. We study the realm of consciousness because we understand that to decide something, to weigh a cost and accept its consequences, is to forcibly alter the world in some tangible way. That is a magic as true and as real as any other.”

— Olivie Blake

328. “Should anything harm your body, your thoughts will cease. Such is the manner of the living for a mortal.”

— Olivie Blake

329. “Because you, Miss Kamali,” Dalton promised her with a flick of his tongue, “are the most dangerous thing in every world, including this one.”

— Olivie Blake

330. “The horror of knowing what it meant to be a soulmate. Not quite as romantic as the stories made it seem.”

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331. “The primary business of the Nova family, who controlled a magical media conglomerate, was beauty. It was grandeur. It was also all an illusion, every single bit of it, and Callum was the falsest illusion of all. He sold the commodity of vanity, and he was good at it. Better than good.”

— Olivie Blake

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

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333. “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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334. “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.”

— Olivie Blake

335. “Life was, for Regan, a cycle of arriving and leaving, passing through a revolving door. When she left, which she always did, she left quietly; not even a gust of wind but a little breeze, hardly a disturbance at all.”

— Olivie Blake

336. “Then, for the first time in three years, four months, and fifteen days, Charlotte Regan began to paint.”

— Olivie Blake

337. “I don’t think we’re really capable of loving the things our parents love.”

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338. “Part of Regan irrationally resented the girl for not knowing that Aldo Damiani was closest to handsome when he was talking about bees.”

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339. “If you saw what I saw, you’d choose betrayal, too.”

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340. “Extremely unnerving. Very quiet. He’s given me at least seven jump-scares because he walks so quietly. It’s like having a cat that startles you while you’re reading.”

— Olivie Blake

341. “For such a smart girl, she could be really stupid.”

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342. “Fear of what? Failure, probably. She was the sort of perfectionist who was so desperately frightened of being any degree of inadequate that, on occasion, the effort of trying at all was enough to paralyze her with doubt.”

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343. “He had learned over time to keep his thoughts to himself, which was most easily accomplished if his brain activity was split into categories. His mind was like a computer with multiple applications open, some of them buzzing with contemplation in the background. Most of the time Aldo did not give others the impression he was listening, a suspicion that was generally correct.”

— Olivie Blake

344. “Aldo could be patient with the concept of nothing. Emptiness repulsed Regan, filling her with abject terror, but the concept of zero was something that Aldo had come to accept.”

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345. “Was there such a thing as too much power?”

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346. “Brandt had traveled all of the worlds, carrying nothing but a book and the knowledge of the places Fox liked to touch and where he liked to be touched. Of where he sought to conquer and where he laid himself adrift in Brandt’s so often shaking hands.”

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347. “No,” Brandt agreed. “There are no others,” he said, a declarative statement so rare and precious Fox wished he could capture it in his hands; hold a feast in its honor; commit the occasion to stone beneath his feet; “and there never will be.”

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348. “Because I learned there was a new piece of me to go with every new piece I found of you, and that’s wonderful.”

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349. “Betrayal is a soft term. I traffic in absolutes.”

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350. “She couldn’t prevent the urge to know his thoughts, She wanted to lace them between her fingers, to root them in her hands, to twine them around her limbs until he’d secured her within the invisible web of his carefully ordered madness.”

— Olivie Blake