Top 500 Richelle Mead Quotes (2025 Update)
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451. “Even if I’d been wide awake, I knew Dimitri would’ve taken my suitcase anyway. That’s how he was, a lost remnant of chivalry in the modern world, ever-ready to help others.”

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452. “We need to get inside. I think my hair gel’s frozen.”

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453. “Slushes. Do you know how much I love those? Cherry, especially.”

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454. “Despite his cynical exterior, he had a good heart-and Lissa owned most of it.”

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455. “That’s pretty weird – and when I say something’s weird, you know it’s serious.”

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456. “Adrian looked away from me and down to where my hand covered his. I blushed and pulled away. “Sorry” I’d probably freaked him out.”

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457. “I certainly hadn’t expected to walk away from today’s trip with joint custody of a miniature dragon.”

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458. “If someone had asked who could stage the best intervention with a crazy woman who had formerly been an undead monster, Sydney Sage would have been my last guess.”

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459. “I unfolded the note, and it took me a few seconds to decipher Adrian’s writing. If he did write me a dating proposal, I really hoped he would type it.”

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460. “I found the candles – atrocious air freshening ones that smelled like fake pine.”

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461. “For once, you’re going to hear something that doesn’t fit into your neat, compartmentalized world of order and logic and reason.”

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462. “Are you calling the priest a liar? That’s pretty sacrilegious.”

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463. “She clung to me and stammered out, “I don’t want to sleep with the lights out.” “You don’t ever have to sleep in the dark again,” I swore to her.”

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464. “Besides, I could hardly complain to the administration that I was being forced to learn magic.”

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465. “And I figured you’d drive a four-hour round-trip before giving up your car to someone else.”

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466. “Eddie was intensely dedicated too. Adrian sometimes called him mini-Dimitri.”

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467. “So, tell me this: suppose you manage to kidnap her again and take her off to the mall. While you’re there a Strigoi comes at you. What will you do? Depends on what store we’re in.”

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468. “Sydney spent a lot of time on my bed these days. Unfortunately, it wasn’t with me.”

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469. “Considering Adrian had once gotten bored while reading while reading a particularly long menu, I had a hard time imagining he’d read the Hugo book in any language.”

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470. “He’s an angel. Isn’t he supposed to love everyone, even the damned? Especially when said damned are his drinking buddies.”

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471. “Look what we’ve done so far. We’re pretty good at the impossible.”

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472. “I’d have to kill Dimitri for real this time and lose any chance I might have to bring back my prince. Damn. It’s a good thing I work well under pressure.”

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473. “You’re better than this, Adrian. Whatever the reason, you’re better than it. Don’t trick yourself into thinking you’re weaker than you are.”

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474. “Then, as one hand tightened on me and his other ran gently over my hair, I noticed something. He didn’t smell right.”

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475. “There was a lot of apologizing going on, but I realized that was how it was with people you cared about. You forgave each other and moved on.”

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476. “One day she’s throwing a book at me. The next, we’re making out behind the library.”

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477. “Okay, God, I thought. Get me out of this and I’ll stop my half-assed church-going ways. You got me past a pack of Strigoi tonight. I mean, trapping that one between the doors really shouldn’t have worked, so clearly you’re on board. Let me get out of here, and I’ll... I don’t know. Donate Adrian’s money to the poor. Get baptized. Join a convent. Well, no. Not that last one.”

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478. “She says you’re not awake until you’re actually out of bed and standing up.”

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479. “For a moment, staring down and realizing what I’d just done, I wanted to throw myself in after him, because surely there was no way I could go on living now.”

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480. “I can understand bitchiness in any language.”

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481. “Because it’s our duty to God to protect the rest of humanity from evil creatures of the night.”

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482. “But I couldn’t help myself, couldn’t help the way I felt as I recalled the bliss and rush of a vampire’s bite.”

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483. “The question was which spell did I make? Which did I have time to make? The answer was eerily simple. I had time to make all of them.”

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484. “Eddie became about one percent less tense.”

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485. “Who knows more about male weakness: you or me? Use my knowledge, Sage.”

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486. “There was no “me” in Alchemy. Well, phonetically there was, but that wasn’t the point.”

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487. “Adrian sifted through the bags and pulled out a slice of coconut cream. “If I were a dragon, this is what I’d go for.” I didn’t argue, mainly because that statement had no logical argument.”

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488. “I like you being the sinner you are. -Adrian Ivashkov.”

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489. “I kept wanting to sit and rest, to curl up in a ball and think of nothing else. No, no, no. The light. I had to go toward the light. That almost made me laugh out loud. It was funny, really. Like I was someone having a near-death experience. Then I did laugh. This whole night had been full of near-death experiences.”

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490. “I always love seeing what worries you. Strigoi? No. Questionable food? Yes.”

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491. “His eyes, I’d long since discovered, could be as eloquent and expressive as his pen. The messages they sent me now hardly seemed decent for a public setting.”

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492. “Would he have said he loved me? I would ask myself that for the rest of my life.”

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493. “No one had ever called me unnatural before, except for the time I put ketchup on a taco. But seriously, we’d been out of salsa, so what else was I supposed to do?”

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494. “We’re pieces on a gameboard, Dr. March, and some of us are more powerful than others. You. Me. Her. We’re the ones the gods want. We’re the ones they’re fighting over.”

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495. “I decided the Alchemists needed an entire department devoted to handling Adrian Ivashkov.”

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496. “Isn’t it obvious, Sage? No, of course it isn’t. I did it so I’d have a reason to be around you – one I knew you couldn’t refuse.”

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497. “We had an endless supply of topics, both of us eager to put forth all we knew on anything and everything. Most of the meal was spent discussing the intricacies of the organic certification process. It was pretty awesome.”

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498. “Hey Mason, wipe that drool off you face. If you’re going to think about me naked, do it on your own time. -Rose to Mason.”

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499. “I just told you to be quiet. That’s one step away from asking you to wash my laundry and make me a sandwich.”

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500. “Sometimes talking to you is like talking to myself: pretty damned annoying.”

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