Top 400 Olivie Blake Quotes (2026 Update)
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351. “She’d outgrown her container and yes, she still inhabited her body, and temporarily so did he, but they were more than that. This was vastness – and was it him? Was it her? Was it them? Maybe it was all of it, maybe it was everything, maybe he and she were a little speck of everything when they were touching like this, bound to tiny particles in the air. To things that science had yet to find or name or see.”

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352. “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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353. “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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354. “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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355. “The promise of your talents is nothing compared to whatever you ultimately prove to be.”

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356. “I don’t think it counts as learning it if you don’t know what you learned.”

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357. “She knew, after all, which of his motions looked practiced and which of them did not. He wasn’t accustomed to someone being this close to him. This was visibly unrehearsed.”

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358. “That was the peril of thought. Thoughts were so rarely dismissed once they’d been picked up and toyed with, and a mind successfully altered could rarely, if ever, revert.”

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359. “She understands what people want from her, knows when to give it or not. Isn’t that the point? Isn’t that the success of a rebellion, knowing what people want, so to vehemently deny what others so desperately desire?”

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360. “He matched her distance again, their foreheads meeting like old friends; Hello, how are you, been a long time, how nice it is to be here with you.”

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361. “I want you to bet on me, Aldo. I want you to make investments, I want your future.” The last part slipped out. “I want your future, Aldo. I want it for me.”

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362. “Aldo found it difficult to focus on something that required so little of his attention;.”

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363. “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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364. “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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365. “Fighting for her life was an old feeling; a dead one, but it resurrected easily.”

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366. “Maybe that’s the big secret, that even though she hates her feelings, she’d still rather have them than not.”

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367. “Capitalism has a terrible tendency to abandon its principles altogether.”

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368. “Death. It was incomplete without an audience.”

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369. “He didn’t ask for very much from Regan, which was ideal, because she didn’t typically give very much. If they tired of each other, they simply didn’t speak. They were good at occupying each other’s spaces. She often thought of him as an accessory that matched with everything; some sort of magical mood ring that adapted to whatever persona she had currently filled.”

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370. “You know, being routinely accused of psychopathy is starting to get on my nerves,” Parisa said dryly.”

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371. “Am I the girl who stays while others leave?”

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372. “What he wants to do is get on his bike and go somewhere he can scream into empty air, where he can take a breath that is not full of her just to prove it can still mean something, just in case.”

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373. “He didn’t see the problem in loving her that way, with a savagery that felt as ancient as his sorrows, until he realized that the could no longer recall a life without her. It was as if the older versions of him had been erased and could no longer exist. He realized that his relationship whit time, whatever it was before, was now forever altered.”

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374. “Regan believes there are two ways to manipulate a man: either to let him pursue you or to let him pursue you in a way that makes him feel he’s the pursuit.”

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375. “But two centuries of anger had not served him nearly as well as one day of honesty.”

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376. “She had the air of someone who had seen a lot and decided to simply close her eyes and stop looking.”

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377. “How fragile the craving, he thought, and how delicate it was. How easy it would be to snap it between his fingers, to crush it between his palms. How effortlessly the wanting turned into the franticness of taking, and how very, very easy it was to take.”

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378. “You need to be loved, you need someone to believe you’re perfect, you hate being reminded you have flaws.”

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379. “Parisa immersed herself in the scrolls from the Islamic golden age, nipping at a half-formed hunch and uncovering that the Arabic astronomer Ibn al-Haytham had observed about optical illusions the same thing Parisa had observed about the human experience in general – namely, that time was an illusion of itself. Nearly every theory of time was rooted in fallacy, and manipulation of it as a concept was actually accomplished through the mechanism of thought or emotion.”

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380. “Aldo disliked the sensation of being asleep. It felt something very close to being dead, which was an uncomplicated and therefore troubling state of being.”

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381. “I know what people want to hear. You make them want to hear what you know.”

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382. “Science requires a control group. A known lie,” he clarified, “to compare against possible lies.” “And why would you need a control group?” Seemed obvious to him. “Because I want to know when you’re lying to me.”

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383. “But the moment we realize we can feel fulfilled without carrying the burdens of belonging to another – that we can experience rapture without being someone’s other half, and therefore beholden to their weaknesses, to their faults and failures and many insufferable fractures – then we’re free, aren’t we?”

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384. “I’m keeping you from death, not letting you live. There’s a difference.”

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385. “This feeling, this flutter in my chest and this lightness in my bones and this flicker in my blood, this must be happiness. This must be what it feels like to be happy.”

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386. “I think it’s unrealistic to expect truth all the time.”

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387. “What would happen if I wanted you?” “You would have me.” “And?” “And nothing. That’s it.”

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388. “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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389. “Bees are for you.”

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390. “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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391. “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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392. “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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393. “Lives are meant to be taken back, not saved.”

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394. “Yes,” he said – he would have said it to anything, she could have suggested a mutiny and he’d have searched tirelessly for an axe, a pitchfork, Excalibur itself – and she smiled up at him, lifting her chin to permit him full view of her approval. The prospect of it, of anything, buzzed in his veins.”

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395. “Memory was a luxury not to be wasted on the unworthy.”

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396. “It was an old trick, really, death and disappearance to start anew.”

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397. “This was a torment she would seek again and again. The trauma of him was exquisite, the vice of his intimacy combative and honeyed.”

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398. “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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399. “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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400. “That’s absurd,” said Tristan.”

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