Top 300 Sarina Bowen Quotes (2024 Update)
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201. “She tasted like the happiest years of his life. She tasted like his.”

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202. “Teenage boys were very useful for farm work, of course. But the men did not like having their grown sons in the house. They took up too much space, for one. But also, it was not fit to have lusty young men share a roof with so many women. Since the girls in Paradise were married off at seventeen or eighteen, that meant that the youngest wives were often the same age as the bachelors.”

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203. “I don’t really know what a future for Posy and I would look like. But I do know that she and I aren’t done. We can’t be.”

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204. “The only time I feel like myself is when I’m with you.”

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205. “I give the panties a tug, but they don’t give way. Maybe that only works in porn.”

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206. “Then he kisses me as if he’s just invented kissing and wants to give me a thorough demonstration of how it’s done. Apparently.”

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207. “It’s as if I have thirty-five high-strung children in my care. Somebody is always breaking something.”

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208. “I don’t think I’ll ever forget the day Pat walked into the gym and found us – me, flat on my stomach with Jamie’s knee digging into the back of my neck, while I yelled “Ballsack!” over and over again.”

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209. “I have never felt as raw as I feel right now. I’ve just discovered that falling in love has a dark side.”

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210. “I love kissing you,” he says solemnly.”

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211. “Even in the midst of a bad decision, I could still live in the moment. And the moment was fine.”

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212. “It is universally acknowledged that I am something of a badass.”

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213. “Oh. That’s cool,” I hear myself say. But it isn’t really. After the wedding, Jess went full-on Amish and shunned me. We were.”

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214. “It would be impossible to explain it, because no plausible explanation existed. Fear wasn’t a good enough reason to do what I’d done.”

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215. “Wes spares the couch a single glance. “Dude, my couch is wearing a condom.”

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216. “He shrugs. “I spent my whole life trying to stand out from the crowd. I swear to God, I could announce I wanted to live my life as a transsexual vampire yeti, and they’d still say ‘Oh, Jamie. You’re so cute.”

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217. “I licked my dry lips. “I really need to jerk. You mind?” His moment of hesitation practically killed me. “Go ahead. We shower in the same room, right? Hell.” He chuckled. “We crap in the same room. Though there’s walls.” There weren’t any here. I shoved my hand under my waistband and gripped my aching shaft. I didn’t whip it out, though. Just gave it a slow tug beneath my shorts.”

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218. “Funny how I never really appreciated the bible until I got free of the people who’d taught it to me.”

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219. “I’m not like other men, Ash. I’m Man 2.0.”

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220. “My trick is understanding that there aren’t any tricks. You just have to wade through each moment as it comes.”

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221. “He’s smeared himself with my Chanel lipstick, so I cup his chin and wipe it off with my thumb. “I’m not afraid of a little lipstick,” he whispers. “You can mess me up any time you want, honey.”

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222. “Whatever you call it, there was an ache inside me that I longed to soothe. And I moved through each day a little lost, trying to fill an empty spot in my soul. But it never went away. Five months out of rehab, I still felt it all the time. It showed up when I was stressed or bored. It showed up when I was tired or underfed. Sometimes it showed up even when everything was going well. It was never, ever going to stop. There was no cure. You just lived with it. The end.”

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223. “This is nice,” he says solemnly. I swallow. “Would be nicer if you moved.” “In a minute.” He brings his hand to my face and strokes it gently. “I’m enjoying this. Your cheeks are bright red. So are your tits.” He ducks his head and kisses one breast. “You’re so hot when you’re turned on.” I grasp his ass and dig my fingers into the taut flesh, trying to push him deeper inside, but his body is unyielding. The Great Wall of Blake ain’t moving until he says so.”

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224. “When my sadness finally lifted, I found my head on Josh’s shoulder. He stroked my hair slowly, patiently. “Josh?” “Mmm?” he said. “Can we get married?” His breath caught, and then I felt his smile against my forehead. “You do mean to each other, right?” I squeezed his knee. “Yes. Would you do that for me?” “I would like that very much,” he said in a small voice.”

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225. “I’m not sure,” I answer. “I’ll look at our game schedule and his game schedule and see if it works out. But I know Wes would be happy to come if his schedule allows it.” All of their faces light up.”

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226. “This is the league’s anti-discrimination policy. I looked it up. Everything is, uh, covered.”

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227. “The sound of his voice fluttered right inside Georgia’s chest. It was the same smoky sweet timbre that used to whisper into her ear while they made love. She hadn’t let herself remember that sound in a long time.”

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228. “I was afraid.” There’s a rustling sound, and from the corner of my eye I see that he’s rolled over on his side, watching me in the darkness. “You?” I ask. “Didn’t know that was possible.” “Not often,” he concedes, and I snort. There’s more silence, but I finally give in. “Afraid of what?” “That I’d used you. And that you’d hate me for it.”

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229. “I got so lucky to find someone who loves me as thoroughly as Wes does. How many people ever find that?”

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230. “The boy could melt granite with that smile.”

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231. “Did he open the wrong... “Probably shouldna opened all those drawers,” Blake carries on, rubbing his chin. “Ya can’t unsee some of those toys. But everybody has to have his own kinda fun. Speaking of fun, I also brought you an Italian sub from the deli on our corner. Do you think I can get the bitchy nurse lady to bring this bag in there for you?”

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232. “Maybe it’s just that this woman is the answer to a wish I hadn’t known I’d made.”

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233. “It’s not so terrifying to show people who you really are.”

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234. “That dude is a lot like a big, drooly dog. Doesn’t matter if he just met you, he wants to lick your face and hump your leg.”

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235. “What kind of city doesn’t have a football team? Explain that to me, Wes.” “They do have one,” I point out. “The Argonauts.” Richard narrows his eyes. “Is it an NFL team?” “Well, no, it’s CFL, but – ” “Then they don’t have a team,” he says firmly. I stifle a laugh.”

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236. “At ten o’clock I receive a text from Blake. Hi, girlfriend! I just wanted you to know I’m turning in for the evening. Alone. Because we’re dating. I’m not a total jerk, so I reply, Hey there! How’s Chicago? I’m turning in, too. Alone. Because that’s how I roll. I miss you, he writes. And now I don’t know whether or not to be honest. I miss you, too, I admit. But that doesn’t mean we’re dating. We are, though. Good night, Blake. Good night, girlfriend.”

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237. “I have the same dirty mind as everyone else. And I just want what everyone else has.”

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238. “I blew my girlfriend a kiss. I hope she was watching. Oh, she was. Great game! I write, stepping right around the issue of the kiss. J and I had a lot of fun watching you guys mow down Chicago.”

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239. “You’re not competing for him, dumbass. He’s already yours.”

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240. “You close?” His voice holds a taunting note, his lips curved in a slight smirk. “You know I am,” I say desperately. I buck my hips but that just makes him stop moving. Frustration streaks through me. “Please.” “Please what?” He teases my nipple with rough fingertips. “Please let me come.” “Please let me come what?” Confusion rises for a moment, until I realize what he wants. “Please, Blake. Please let me come, Blake.” A huge grin stretches across his face. “Okey-dokey.”

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241. “You two look at each other like you wished clothing was never invented.”

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242. “Why would you complicate our friendship?” I whispered. “Like it’s so simple now?” He countered.”

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243. “My dragons took long naps on their chains and forgot to frighten me with their fiery roar.”

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244. “He doesn’t need skill – he just needs to be here. Him. Here. With me.”

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245. “Not only did I have the hots for Griff, I had a crush on his family, too.”

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246. “You’re everything that I want, and everything I need. You already have my heart, and I don’t want it back.”

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247. “Humans are interdependent by choice. You have a burden of guilt, and it’s brave of you to want to carry it yourself. But it’s foolish not to let others help you. Give some of it away to your parents and your friends. And when they need your help, you’ll be strong enough to support them, too.”

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248. “My hand creeps down into my boxers without my approval. Jamie is pumping himself now. Slowly, up and down. He pauses to rub his thumb over the head, and my throat constricts. “Wes,” he says, his voice like gravel. “I need your help.”

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249. “I can handle it, Lark. Just lean on me. I’ll be your Apostate Farm.”

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250. “Seriously,” he says, wiping his remarkable abs. “What could you possibly have done that’s so awful?” “I slammed Danton up against a wall.” “Hallelujah!”

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