Top 500 T.J. Klune Quotes (2026 Update)
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451. “We don’t interfere with death. We can’t.” “Why not?” “Because it’s always there. No matter what you do, no matter what kind of life you live, good or bad or somewhere in between, it’s always going to be waiting for you. From the moment you’re born, you’re dying.”

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452. “Home is where we get to be who we are.”

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453. “I’ve made my choice. I need you to make yours. You’re not a puppet. Not anymore.”

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454. “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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455. “Linus didn’t even bother thanking him, suddenly feeling daringly vindictive. Why, he didn’t even say goodbye as left the post office. It was positively scandalous.”

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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. “From the moment your born, you’re dying.”

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458. “It’s about the love and care you put into the earth. It’s intent. It’ll know your intentions, and, if they’re good and pure, there is nothing you won’t be able to do.”

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

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460. “En ocasiones, tenemos que hacer cosas desagradables por nuestros seres queridos.”

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461. “Be it man or machine, Victor thought, to love something meant loving the ghost inside, to be haunted by it.”

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462. “As long as you listen, you can hear all manner of things you never thought were there to begin with.”

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463. “She doesn’t like you,” Talia said. “Don’t feel too bad about it, though. She doesn’t like most people. It isn’t personal, I don’t think. She would just rather you weren’t here. Or alive.”

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464. “To see children who aren’t wanted by anyone be allowed to prosper. You know as well as I do that the term orphanage is a misnomer, Mr. Baker. No one comes here looking to adopt.”

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465. “Let’s lead with that next time,” Mr. Parnassus said. “It might sound more humane.”

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466. “Hmm,” Gary said. “Yes. Your meeting. Your secret meeting that you never tell anyone about or where it is or why you go. That meeting.”

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467. “Death isn’t a final ending, Wallace. It is an ending, sure, but only to prepare you for a new beginning.”

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468. “She blinked owlishly at him. “Yes. I am. I’m Talia.” She bent over and picked up a small shovel that had been laying on the grass next to her. “Are you Mr. Baker? If you are, we’ve been expecting you. If not, you’re trespassing, and you should leave before I bury you here in my garden. No one would ever know because the roots would eat your entrails and bones.” She frowned again. “I think. I’ve never buried anyone before. It would be a learning experience for the both of us.”

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469. “Why did you leave in the first place?” Linus hung his head. “Sometimes, you don’t know what you have until it’s no longer there. And I needed to be your voice. So those far away would hear you for all that you are.”

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470. “Pre-Algebra it was called. That scared me, because it was already hard when it was a “pre”. What would happen when it was just Algebra without the “pre?”

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471. “Wasn’t that the great answer to the mystery of life? To make the most of what you have while you have it, the good and the bad, the beautiful and the ugly.”

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472. “Because a designation is a gift,” Rambo said. “It’s an identity. It sets us apart from others like us. It’s unique. In all of existence, there has never been someone named Rambo before me. But even if there were, I’m the best one.”

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473. “He thought he was going to cry again, but since he’d done it twice in as many days, he decided it was probably best if he tried to be a man for a little while. Then he thought that was sexist, so he allowed another tear to spill onto his cheek. Nick was – and always would be – invested in dismantling the patriarchy. Tumblr had taught him that.”

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474. “We had a good life. She loved me, and I made sure she knew every day I loved her, even if I had to pick up after her.”

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475. “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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476. “The world could be beautiful – and it showed on the walls of the tea shop with the pyramids and castles and waterfalls that seemed to drop from the greatest heights – but it was also brutal and dark.”

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477. “If it were with a girl, I’d be telling you the same thing. Wrap it, Nicky. Always wrap it before you stick it anywhere”. He tilted his head and squinted at his only son. “Or if it’s stuck in you. It don’t matter to me one way or another. What’s that called? Bottoming? I don’t care if you’re a bottom or the other one. Use protection.”

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478. “Yes, well, there’s nothing wrong with having a healthy libido,” I said, trying to figure out if I should write about the time I sat on Ryan’s face or if I should maybe go to church a little bit more. It really could have gone either way.”

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479. “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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480. “There’s a surface to you that’s hard but cracked. Dig a little deeper, and there is all this life teeming wildly. It’s a conundrum.”

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

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482. “Free will is paramount, though it can get a bit messy at times... You try to make us think you understand, but how could you? You don’t have our humanity. You don’t know what it’s like to have a beating heart, to feel it crack. You don’t know what it means to be happy, what it means to grieve. Maybe some part of you is jealous of all the things we are that you can never be.”

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483. “You’re out of your mind.” “I prefer to think of myself as eccentric.” His.”

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484. “Every moment we live is another moment we’re already dying.”

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485. “Bravery is a virtue,” Arthur said. “In the face of adversity, it separates the strong from the weak.” “Or the stupid from the smart,” Talia muttered, squeezing Linus’s hand. “Boys are dumb.”

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486. “My point is that I left because I was scared of what could be, not of what already was.”

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487. “How does one arrive at the decision to kill God?”

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488. “But the funny thing about hate is the razor-thin line that separates it from something else entirely.”

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

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490. “You are human and therefore inherently flawed. You make decisions based upon survival and instinct and nothing more.”

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491. “Growing tea isn’t for everyone,” Hugo said. “Most tea plants don’t mature until around three or four years. You can harvest the leaves before then, but something’s missing from the flavor and scent. You have to put in the time and have patience. Too early, and you risk killing the plant and having to start all over again.”

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492. “Oh sure, the idea of creating something new is always scary, but the act itself is cathartic. Liberating.”

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493. “I’ve never been more human.” “Why?” Dad asked. “Because I breathe, but I can’t catch my breath.”

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494. “People could be cruel. They could be beautiful, but they could be cruel too. It’s like something so lovely can’t just be lovely. It also has to be harsh and corroding. It’s a complexity I didn’t understand.”

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495. “I’m scared, Wallace. What if it’s too late? What if I took too long?” Wallace turned over in midair, looking down at Cameron. He didn’t cast a shadow. Neither of them did, but it didn’t matter. They were here. They were real. “What’re a couple of years in the face of eternity?” Cameron sniffled. “You think so?” “Yeah,” Wallace said. “I do.”

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496. “I don’t pretend to know the minds of men,” she said, hands tightening on the steering wheel as a woman on the sidewalk appeared to shield her chubby, squawking children away from the car. “They fear what they don’t understand. And that fear turns to hate for reasons I’m sure even they can’t begin to comprehend. And since they don’t understand the children, since they fear them, they hate them. This can’t be the first time you’ve heard of this. It happens everywhere.”

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497. “You were made to bring happiness. You are alive in ways we are not. You are soft and fragile. But you are complex and disturbing and sometimes foolishly brilliant.”

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498. “Quiet this, a solitary moment in an imperfect world where existence did not need to be proven or earned. It just was, and here, in this place, that counted for something. Perhaps everything.”

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499. “The things we fear the most are often the things we should fear the least.”

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500. “We don’t need you because that implies you had to fix something in us. We were never broken. We want you, Wallace. Every piece. Every part. Because we’re family.”

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