Top 500 T.J. Klune Quotes (2025 Update)
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451. “Yes. Exactly. Lucy might cause fear in the majority of the world, but he doesn’t cause it in me. I’ve seen what he is capable of. Behind the eyes and the demon in his soul, he is charming and witty and terribly smart. I will fight for him as I would for any of my children.”

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452. “Denial. Anger. Bargaining. Depression. Acceptance.”

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453. “That’s at least a part of my happiness, I think. Knowing I’d be found.”

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454. “He said, “It’s you. I would always choose you. I don’t care if it’s a biological imperative. I don’t care if it’s some destiny. I don’t care if you were made specifically for me. It doesn’t matter. Because I would choose you regardless.”

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455. “He thought it preposterous: the idea of fire and brimstone, that sinners went to Hell while everyone else went to Heaven. Sins seemed to be subjective.”

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456. “So they can do anal but they can’t have a talk about feelings? That seems backward if you ask me.”

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457. “Sometimes, you don’t know what you have until it’s no longer there.”

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458. “Smile and maybe tomorrow,” Arthur whispered in his ear. “You’ll see the sun come shining through for you.”

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459. “I always thought unicorns were made from sunshine and rainbows and good feelings. Like you just appeared one day in a field filled with flowers and a big fat sunbeam falling all around you. And there’d be butterflies or something.” That sounded way pretty. And realistic for unicorn creation.”

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460. “Love means raising up to sky. Letting go so wings work and you learn to fly.”

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461. “And children are far more observant than we give them credit for. If he saw the same thing in me as everyone else, what hope would there be?” “Hope?” Linus said stupidly. “Hope,” Mr. Parnassus repeated. “Because that is what we must give him, what we must give all of them. Hope and guidance and a place to call their own, a home where they can be who they are without fear of repercussion.”

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462. “I know it seems hard, but we have to be brave. Your brain is telling you that you can’t, but you don’t always have to listen to it. Sometimes it tells you white lies.”

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463. “He’d learned early on in life that if he didn’t speak, people often forgot he was there or even existed. His mother had told him once when he was a child that he blended in with the paint on the wall, only memorable when one was reminded it was there at all.”

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464. “They must have been listening,“ Art said, shrugging slightly. “The sun is shining, and maybe they just needed some encouragment. The earth is like that, you know. It needs to hear that someone is waiting for it. People are like that too, I think.”

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465. “Why can’t life work whatever way we want it to? What’s the point of living if you only do it how others want you to?”

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466. “We’re all on different paths, but death doesn’t discriminate. It comes for everyone.”

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467. “Today he wore blue socks with clouds on them. Linus refused to be charmed. He mostly succeeded.”

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468. “Death is wonderful to music. It makes the singers sound like ghosts.”

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469. “You don’t want to end up missing the forest for the trees.”

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470. “Children are remarkably resilient when they need to be.” She frowned. “They shouldn’t have to be.”

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471. “Why?” she asked as she trembled. “Why do you care so much?” “Because I don’t know how else to be.”

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472. “I don’t know how to be anyone but who I already am. This is how I’ve always been. It’s not much, but I do the best I can with what I have.”

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473. “Here was a shot of an island in a cerulean sea, the trees so thick, he couldn’t see the ground.”

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474. “His slacks were too short for his legs again. His socks were purple. Linus was doomed.”

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475. “It comes from the earth,” Hugo said quietly. “Energy. Life. Death. All of it. We rise and we fall and then we rise once more. We’re all on different paths, but death doesn’t discriminate. It comes for everyone. It’s what you do with it that sets you apart.”

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476. “He gaped at her. Then, he said the only thing he could, “Life, it -it doesn’t work that way.” “Why doesn’t it?” She snapped. “Why can’t life work whatever way we want it to? What’s the point of living if you only do it how others want you to?”

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477. “We stand together,” Nick reminded him, “so we don’t have to struggle apart. You’re not alone in this, okay?”

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478. “There are little deaths, because that’s what grief is.”

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479. “It’s good to talk about how you’re feeling, but it’s even better to fight for the things you believe in.”

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480. “The only time he’d actually seen Extremely Upper Management was during the holidays when the luncheon occurred, and Extremely Upper Management stood in a row at the front of the room, dishing out dried-up ham and lumpy potatoes from foil trays, grinning at each of their underlings, telling them they’d earned this fine meal for all their hard work.”

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481. “Humanity is awful, angry, and violent. But we are also magical and musical. We dance. We sing. We create. We live and laugh and rage and cry and despair and hope. We are a bundle of contradictions without rhyme or reason. And there is no one like us in all the universe.”

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482. “No one who started a sentence with ‘well, well, well’ ever wanted something nice.”

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483. “In a way, he has his own superpower, even if it was called a disorder.”

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484. “He never wanted this moment to end. For all the love songs he’d ever listened to in his life, he hadn’t been prepared for how a moment like this could feel.”

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485. “Are we going to crash and sink in the ocean and maybe die?” Chauncey asked. “That would be neat.”

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486. “I have other things to think about. Like tomorrow. Why is it that I must always worry about tomorrows?”

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487. “If we worry about the little things all the time, we run the risk of missing the bigger things.” “Has anyone ever told you that you sound like a fortune cookie?” Wallace muttered.”

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488. “I have so much to say, so of course I say nothing.”

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489. “And he jumped into my arms then, wrapping himself around me and crying into my neck. I held him tightly and I guess I wasn’t a man yet because my eyes leaked too. I told him I was so sorry I hadn’t been there for Sunday dinner and that it would never happen again because he was Joe and I was Ox and that was how things went.”

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490. “There are moments in this life that stick with us for the rest of our days. They are profound and sharp, both good and bad. It’s the people we meet, the experiances we have.”

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491. “Why is it that I must always worry about tomorrows?”

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492. “And if you’ll let me, I’ll just put a little poison in her tea,” Mei was saying to Hugo as they entered the kitchen. Apollo sat next to her, ear flopped over as he looked between the two of them. “Not enough to kill her, but still enough for it to be considered a felony for which I’ll absolutely accept jail time. It’s a win-win situation.” Hugo looked horrified. “You can’t ruin tea like that. Every cup is special and putting poison in it would ruin the flavor.”

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493. “When we’re lost, we need help to try to find our way again.”

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494. “Linus, for all that he was capable of, didn’t like to chase anything. Chasing implied running, and Linus had decided long ago that running wasn’t something he liked very much. He never understood those who woke up even before the sun had risen, donned their fancy expensive sneakers, and went running on purpose. It was most unusual.”

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495. “Kelly is kind of cute.”

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496. “Whoever told you that you were funny obviously lied and you should feel bad about it.”

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497. “You’re not alive, Wallace. But you still exist.”

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498. “Sometimes, it’s the smallest things that can change everything when you least expect it.”

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499. “He heard Chauncey yell that Theodore was eating the toothpaste again, and Theodore chirping in response that he was not.”

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500. “No,” she snapped. “It’s not time. You can’t do this.”

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