Top 400 Olivie Blake Quotes (2024 Update)
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301. “Because you and I, we are so different, aren’t we, and yet we are more like each other than the rest of the world is like us, for that I bless you, I condemn you, I sanctify you, I sustain you.”

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302. “All falls come with danger, Aldo, but not us. Not us, we float.”

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

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304. “Funny how you repeatedly insist that things will change, but some things are just a tale as old as time, aren’t they?”

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305. “Don’t you know we belong together? It’s inevitable.”

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306. “Fighting for her life was an old feeling; a dead one, but it resurrected easily.”

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307. “The world loved to take a beautiful woman and exclaim at the charm of her single imperfection.”

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308. “Eventually she looked down at her empty hands and thought: Damn it. Damn it, I love him. Then, after the smoke cleared, she could see nothing else.”

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309. “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 magic as true and as real as any other.”

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310. “She was so fundamentally altered that she couldn’t remember what version of her had put herself into that relationship, into that life, or somehow into that shape, which she still looked and felt as is always had but wasn’t anymore.”

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311. “Math is a difficult thing to love, he said. It’s precise and unforgiving, it’s evasive and it will never love me back, but I don’t have much of a choice, do I? It’s the thing that I can do that other people can’t, or that other people lack the patience for. Are there worthier things, more rewarding things? Yes, probably. But I don’t know what they are, they never showed themselves to me. Only math did.”

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312. “She was the hunter, not him.”

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313. “That’s absurd,” said Tristan.”

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314. “Okay, he said, and as she dropped her attention back to her parchment, Aldo contemplated going back to live in that single second of time, when he and she had existed in perfect synchronicity.”

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315. “With the way moonlight fell over them it seemed to him that they were each one half of a person, divided in two, each fraction left to be the other’s reflection.”

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316. “He had been bad before. He would be bad again. It would cycle and fluctuate the same way the weather would. It would rain in two weeks, he thought.”

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317. “The devils were all here, in this house.”

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318. “You, I think, have a condition of smallness, invisibility.” He sat up, leaning forward. “You are forced to see everything as it is, Tristan,” Callum murmured, “because you think you cannot be seen at all.”

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319. “You and me together, you-and-me-together, you and me. It was a thought that woke her from slumber, like inspiration or a stomachache. It was a notion that could not be doused, couldn’t be extinguished, except by the motion of her brush. She was painting to quiet her thoughts, the way they scribbled themselves in her mind, leaping and darting like insects, alighting on different planes.”

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320. “In any case, I have a number of things to do, so I’m going to leave you with this: try not to take it personally when I see you again. It’s bound to happen, after all, and I’d like to be able to keep it friendly between us, if we can. We’re both simply fulfilling our purposes, aren’t we? You’re a mortal, and I’m Death. It could never have gone any other way. But, if Fox is to be believed, then it isn’t the worst thing to meet and end. To have lived is, as he tells it, reward enough in itself.”

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321. “She didn’t even spare a breath. “Yes,” she said, and closed her eyes, warming silently in the grass.”

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322. “Reina hadn’t known her mother very well, but she was pretty sure that this speech was a very sad way for her story to end – that all could be said of her unremarkable life was that she was proficient at two jobs. Nothing about whether she sang off-key in the shower or was fearful of garden snakes, or anything to give her any real shape at all.”

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323. “She did that, love him invasively, exploring him like the depths of the sea.”

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324. “More interesting than the game is always the players, you know. Well, I suppose more accurately,” he amended, “the game is different depending on the players.”

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325. “I see. And what can I do for you, Professor?” “Die,” she said. “Slowly. Painfully.” “Understandable,” said Atlas.”

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326. “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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327. “There was a hardness to her expression, a shadow beneath her eyes, suggesting something had been weighing on her. “Now, it seems everything has always been a lie. A lie that I was stupid enough to believe.”

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

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329. “Consumption, that’s what this is. He is being willingly eaten alive.”

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330. “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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331. “Maybe he’d known it the moment she’d set eyes on him, in some manner of speaking, because it was the first, the only time Tom Parker had even been witnessed. and it was easier to be cruel than it was to be seen.”

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332. “Men, conceptually, are canceled,” Libby said to her knees. “This Society? Founded by men, I guarantee it. Kill someone for initiation? A man’s idea. Totally male.”

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333. “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.”

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334. “Bees are for you.”

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

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336. “That was how all of science worked, anyway. They were all pieces of some other eventual thing. The atom was part of the atomic bomb. Cataclysm, carnage, world wars, subprime mortgage lending, bank bailouts. In Callum’s mind, human history was interesting because of humans, not science.”

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337. “You and me, you-and-me, you and me, my heart will burn a hole through my chest until I know, and I am not done. I can’t be done yet, this cannot be the ending.”

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338. “Aldo contemplated going back to live in that single second of time, when he and she had existed in perfect synchronicity.”

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

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340. “He planned to stop there, but for whatever reason – perhaps because talking to a cat was its own form of meditation – he kept going.”

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341. “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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342. “Lives are meant to be taken back, not saved.”

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343. “Nothing anyone sees is real; only how they perceive it.”

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344. “Oh, it comforts him, really, not that he’ll ever admit it. Knowing the truth of my sordid nature only confirms Tristan’s deepest suspicions about humanity,” Parisa replied to Libby’s inner thoughts, catching her sidelong glance. “I’m confident Tristan could be stabbed mid-climax and still find the strength to groan out ‘I was right’ before succumbing to the cavernous embrace of death.”

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345. “Ambition was such a dirty word, so tainted, but she had it.”

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346. “The freedom of endless choices wasn’t meant for human minds.”

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347. “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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348. “He was definitely doing math, and she reveled in her possession of it; in being the instrument to channel his thoughts.”

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

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350. “Those eyes in real life were weapons, or possibly anti-weapons. They had kept her out of prison, he was sure of it. Wide-set and oversized and almond-shaped, little picture-boxes of innocence. Frames that made a mockery of everything concealed within.”

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