Top 500 T.J. Klune Quotes (2026 Update)
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201. “If we worry about the little things all the time, we run the risk of missing the bigger things.”

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202. “You might be the only one Otter will listen to, but I know for a fact hes the only one you listen to.”

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203. “I glanced back at my merry little band of travelers. A hornless gay unicorn. A half-giant. A knight who was a jerk but that I wanted to have for breakfast.”

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204. “Dragons,” I said. “They’re hoarders. They keep the things they think are pretty. Gold and jewels. In this case, Justin. To each his own, I guess.”

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205. “That’s not the question you should be asking, though, if this is a dream. The question you should be asking is what you’re going to do now? Because you’re awake?”

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206. “Hindsight is a powerful thing, Wallace. We don’t always see what’s right in front of us, much less appreciate it. It’s not until we look back that we find what we should have known all along. I won’t have you thinking I’m a perfect man. It would be a lie. But I’ve learned that maybe I was a better person than I expected. I think that’s all anyone can ask for.”

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207. “I totally don’t love you too, Papa Bear,” and then his mouth is on mine, and for a moment, that blissful feeling is back, but this time it’s accompanied by something else, something that feels strangely like the sun.”

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208. “Mark was watching me. “What?” I asked, still chuckling. He shook his head slowly. “Uh – nothing. I just – it’s nice. Hearing you. Like this. I like it. When you laugh.” Then he blushed furiously and looked away.”

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209. “We are who we are not because of our birthright, but because of what we choose to do in this life. It cannot be boiled down to black and white. Not when there is so much in between.”

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210. “So I said, “Goddammit,” and hugged it out with the both of them, because feelings.”

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211. “It should have been obvious. It should have been obvious what they were, but then I wasn’t looking for the incredible buried in the ordinary.”

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212. “The third day, he wasn’t on the road. I wanted to feel relieved. Instead, I was disappointed. Until I got home. Mom had had the day off, the first in a long while. So, of course, she was home when I got there. And so was Joe. Sitting at our kitchen table. Wearing dress pants, a dress shirt. And a bow tie. Which, unbeknownst to me, turned out to be one of my greatest weaknesses. I.”

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213. “Sometimes volume is needed to get through thick skulls.”

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214. “Somewhere, a bird sang a song that ached.”

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215. “I’m angry,” I admitted. “So angry.” “I know,” she said, squeezing my hands. “It’s why we’re dancing. I find it hard to be angry when I’m dancing. There’s just something about it that doesn’t foster rage.”

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216. “It’s been said by many people that I look like I know what I’m doing.”

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217. “Good tea is patience. It’s not about instant gratification, not like the bags with the little strings. Those can be fleeting, here and gone again before you know it. Tea like this makes you appreciate the effort you put into it. The more it steeps, the stronger the taste.”

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218. “Then Rico said, “Okay, like. No offense, papi. You know I love you. Bros for life, and all that. But did you go a little nuts in your head from the mystical moon magic? Because it seems like you went a little nuts in your head from the mystical moon magic.”

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219. “He gave me a lot, but it would have never been enough.” He looks thoughtful as he gazes back down at me. “It would never have been enough,” he tells me,” because it would never have been you.”

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220. “I squawked attractively. Okay. That was a lie. There is no way to squawk attractively. It was rather unattractive. Arms flailing, legs kicking. It was just awful.”

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221. “We get trapped in our own little bubbles, and even though the world is a wide and mysterious place, our bubbles keep us safe from that. To our detriment.”

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222. “One thing that they don’t tell you is that fires can’t burn bright forever.”

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223. “He bent his head down, running his nose along my cheek. My neck. Behind my ear, huffing his scent onto me like he hadn’t done since he’d become the Alpha. I loved it. And him. But.”

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224. “Different doesn’t mean bad. Arthur says being different is sometimes better than being the same as everyone else.”

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225. “Hi, my name is Ryan Foxheart. Oh no! There’s danger afoot! Let me pull out my sword and pose.” I mimed pulling a sword from my side and cocked an eyebrow. “Notice how dashing I am. And immaculate. And today, my hair is parted on the right. Wink.”

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226. “Oh, Sam. Sam, Sam, Sam. You know nothing about dragons, do you? Wow. How the hell are we your destiny? You poor, poor sexy man-child. I feel bad for you. And slightly aroused. But mostly bad. And aroused.”

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227. “Joe sang the loudest of all. He said, you belong to me.”

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228. “Everyone’s different, Wallace. There’s no one way to go about this, no uniform rules in place that can be applied to every single person like you who comes through my doors. That wouldn’t make sense because you’re not like everyone else, just as they’re not you.”

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229. “Honey, you’re pouting. That’s not dangerous. It’s adorable.”

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230. “Everyone needs someone. Some just need one. Others need many.”

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231. “Robert Redford is like cheese: he ages well and I want to put him in my mouth.”

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232. “Another fairy flew up, carrying a spear and wearing a helmet and not much else. I thought about asking why he had armor on his head and not his balls, but I didn’t think that was proper etiquette while being held prisoner by the Dark Woods fairies.”

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233. “It’s not about need, Linus. That’s not what gift giving is for. It’s about the joy that someone is thinking of you.”

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234. “This is for life. When the wolf attaches, it is for life.” “I.”

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235. “Oh boy,” the unicorn said. “You do that, Robert Smith.” I frowned at him. “Who?” The unicorn shook his head. “This guy I knew. Crazy hair. Sad all the time. Used to sing about it. It got old real fast. Before your time.” Whatever. It was probably stupid old people music, anyway.”

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236. “He put his finger guns away. He should not be allowed to carry weapons of mass humiliation.”

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237. “Life is all about chances. It’s all about these little moments that add up to greatness. And there are times when you have to grab greatness by the balls and say, ‘Hey! Greatness! I’ve got your nuts and you can’t do a single godsdamn thing about it!”

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238. “We are literally the gayest pack that has ever existed,” Rico said to no one in particular. “I see no problem with this.”

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239. “Life isn’t defined by how long it is. It’s the moments you have while you’re alive.”

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240. “Bravery is a virtue... In the face of adversity, it separates the strong from the weak.”

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241. “The color of your dress really brings out the extraordinary paleness of your skin tone. Are you unwell? Dying, perhaps?”

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242. “You spit your drink over the balcony. It landed on someone. That means you have to marry them. It’s tradition.”

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243. “Someone, my mother had said. Make someone very happy. Not a her. But someone. I.”

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244. “Gus screamed, the notecards falling out of his hand as he jumped. “Whoa,” Bernice said. “That certainly was high-pitched for a man.” “Gus is special that way,” Betty said as she scooped up the cards off the counter.”

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245. “I couldn’t even begin to guess how old he was. Maybe thirty. Or three hundred. When you’re eleven, anyone older is just old.”

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246. “There was the danger with knowing and loving others. You always knew things about them to throw back in their faces.”

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247. “Can you sign something?” Nicole demanded. “This paper? This napkin? My chest? My inner thighs or my wildest dreams? Whatever you want.”

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248. “He was a tornado of fingers and feet and words. I was caught in the storm.”

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249. “Dates usually meant expectations. And expectations led to situations that Josy wasn’t comfortable with. It was easier to just avoid it entirely.”

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250. “Mr. Parnassus nodded. “It’s the little things. Little treasures we find without knowing their origin. And they come when we least expect them. It’s beautiful, when you think about it. He loves it dearly. That was very kind of you.”

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