Top 500 Penelope Douglas Quotes (2025 Update)
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251. “God, she feels good. She looks like she’d be pudding in your fist. Soft. Too soft. It was so good, though. Those seconds on the car that she let me bury my face in her body. Her skin is like water. I want her smell in my bed. And in my hair. And never far away from me.”

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252. “I guess I understood people letting themselves be used, even for just a night if it meant not being alone for once.”

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253. “I stay there, glowering, because I believe him, but I don’t want to. Sometimes it just feels good to be mad.”

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254. “Damaged people were survivors, and they survived because they always put themselves first. Self-preservation demanded it.”

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255. “The watermelon juice spilling over your lip?” he indicated. “Lick it up or I will.”

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256. “We’re only ever good, because there are consequences,” I told her. “Take those away, and everyone shows their true self. Kind of like taking off a mask.”

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257. “I was there when she was five and eight and thirteen, so you remember where you and she started the next time you want to imply you have any more responsibility or love for her than I do,” he bites out. “My woman. Sit down.”

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258. “The problem with quitting smoking is it’s really hard if you never fully quit.”

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259. “Sometimes people have to make their own mistakes and feel the pain.”

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260. “You make me feel driven. You make me hungry and on fire and wanting to slow down time instead of wanting to rush through it. It’s you I look for when I walk in the doors in the morning. Not her. You.”

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261. “Never give a sword to a man who can’t dance,” I recited Confucius as we slowed down. She pinched her eyebrows together, breathing hard. “Why?” “Because a weapon of death shouldn’t be in the hand of someone who hasn’t lived.” You can’t speak for a world when you only understand one point of view.”

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262. “No kid wants to be different. They want to belong, they desire the approval of others, and they, most often, aren’t yet mentally strong enough to be able to stand alone. As we get older, though, most of us develop that capability. We learn that nothing feels better than truly loving yourself, even if it means those around you do not. We joyously find that we just don’t give a damn anymore. And.”

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263. “It’s only eight o’clock in the morning, and I think I’ve already had enough boys for one day.”

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264. “You were my tempest, my thunder cloud, my tree in the downpour. I loved all of those things, and I loved you.”

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265. “I knew I was Superman.”

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266. “A man who stands in front of a woman does nothing more than block her view.”

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267. “And from Michael – as well as Damon, Will, and Kai – I learned to breathe fire. I learned to walk as if the path were carved for me and me alone, and to treat the world as if it should know I was coming.”

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268. “What if her heart had hardened so much that she closed herself off in order to survive?”

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269. “I want to be outside. I want to be in a tree. I want to be wet. I want to be on the forest floor as the rain hits the leaves above. I like that sound. I want to be warm. I want to hold something. I want to talk to my dad. I want to be tired, so I can sleep more, and I want to walk. I want to be in love. I want to be safe. I want to be over. I want things in my head to be gone.”

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270. “Dude, I dare you,” he challenged like he knew something. “She’s beautiful, but I’d wait until she’s legal.” “I’ll try,” I heard Michael say. “A year did her a lot of good, too. She’s getting harder not to notice.”

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271. “Because life is only happy when it’s shared.”

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272. “A single composition can have so many meanings depending on the person playing.”

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273. “Then you have the gas.” He smirked, and his eyes stayed on me as he revved the engine but didn’t go anywhere. “Working the two together, you find the sweet spot. The point where she lets you take control.”

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274. “I love you,” he said.”

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275. “FYI, your mom wouldn’t date your dad if she could make that choice again. -Punk.”

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276. “Sometimes, I just had to watch her. I had to keep my eyes on her, because it was still so hard to believe that she was real. That she was here and mine.”

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277. “Will called us. “Alex,” he said, standing back and watching them. “Emory.” Alex immediately went to his side, but I stayed rooted. A fire lit behind his eyes. “I will raise hell and reduce this house to ash if you act like this is a choice for one more second!” he bellowed at me and then pointed to his side. “Now!” I jumped, tingles throbbing between my legs, and I clenched my teeth, walking over to him.”

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278. “I loved the anticipation of just being around him.”

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279. “We didn’t do drugs, we were the drugs.”

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280. “Tell me more.” His breath fell across my lips. “I want to know everything my brother doesn’t do to you, you little liar.”

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281. “I brought my fingers up. “If he didn’t touch you, then is this for me?”

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282. “I scoff and push away from him, but then suddenly, he grabs my arms hauling me back to him. I gasp as he puts his hands under my arms and lifts me off my feet, bringing me face to face with him like I’m five years old. “Oh, I may be out of practice, little girl,” he bites out in a threatening tone, “but I think I’ll figure it out.”

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283. “Just don’t let me go, okay?”

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284. “You’ve always wanted me. You know why? Because I don’t try to kill your demons. I run with them.”

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285. “Speak your mind, and you give others permission to do the same.”

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286. “There were dark deeds and bad seeds, but who cared if the house was falling apart as long as it was pretty, right?”

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287. “Yeah, they’re just matches,” I continued, my voice growing thick with tears. “And memories and smells and sounds and butterflies in my stomach every time I heard the car door slam outside, telling me that he was home. A thousand dreams of all the places I’d have adventures someday.”

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288. “Most of the matchbooks and little boxes were made of paper, and even if the matches dried out, the containers were split, torn, and shriveled. The damp cardboard dripped with water, discolored and broken.”

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289. “Not to waste time. Not to leave anything unsaid. This could be it. The last time we see each other.”

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290. “And over time I came to understand that my oldest brother was only twenty-three that night, and twenty-three is still so young. That he was suddenly in charge of three minors to feed and clothe, a mountain of debt, and the prospect that life would never be more than this for him.”

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291. “Marriages, kids, a divorce – we’d all been through the ringer, and it was a wake-up call one day when I realized I’d been waiting for my life to start – my real life – only to realize that it had already happened when I wasn’t paying attention.”

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292. “Why should I have to change my name? Who made that rule anyway?”

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293. “Someone else already has my heart, and Masen Laurent isn’t him. He’ll never be Misha.”

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294. “Hey, it’s not the label on the jeans but what’s inside that matters.” And he hefted me up, gripping my ass and pressing me to him.”

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295. “I love it when you get mouthy,” he whispered down on me. “It makes me want to shut you up.”

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296. “In our hearts, we always know what’s right and wrong. That’s not the struggle. The struggle is wanting what’s wrong for you and gauging whether or not the consequences are worth it.”

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297. “Gotta love a woman that can hand you your own ass.”

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298. “Did you know that your open thighs are directly responsible for my renewable energy source?”

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299. “Such a strange feeling, something so big, reminding you that you’re small, but also reminding you that you’re part of a world full of magnificent things. What a great thing to be able to see – and relearn – every day.”

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300. “Now I wished I tried more and wasn’t so afraid to put myself out there. Maybe if I had reached out for new experiences, I’d known what I wanted to do with my life. Now my options felt limited, because I’d held myself back in high school...”

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