Top 450 Tillie Cole Quotes (2024 Update)
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451. “With an abrupt squeeze of my hand in hers, she quickly smiled and said, “Just a stomach flu, baby. Nothing to worry about.”

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452. “I understand you Flame. And I am beginning to understand myself. What you and I are to each other.” “And what’s that?” I asked gruffly. Maddie bowed her head. “Everything.” My.”

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453. “My heart leapt as he called me ‘baby’.”

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454. “The angel willingly living in a den of demons. Unrepentant, soul-stealing demons.”

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455. “As I watched her eat another grape, assessing the taste and texture, I couldn’t help but think that my father would have loved her.”

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456. “Those were just the daily thoughts I’d had about people ever since I could remember. Most nights I fell asleep imagining what they would all look like dead.”

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457. “Then I’m the first, because I want you without anything in return. Why does any human want anyone? My body recognises you as something that’s good for me. My mind recognises you as someone who’s right for me, and my soul recognises you as someone who is meant for me.”

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458. “She was our most fierce protector. But it made her tired. So very tired, but she never stopped being there for us, loving us, being the mother we never had.” My.”

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459. “I laughed at the absurdity of our situation. I was cartel. He was Klan. A fish and a bird had more of a chance of living a happy life together than we did.”

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460. “I think when God designed me, he already had you in mind.”

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461. “You would hold me just like this and we would talk. You’d tell me about your day and I’d tell you about mine.” I smiled at the normalcy of the picture. Because I didn’t need grand gestures or fairy tales; a normal life with the boy I loved would have always been enough.”

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462. “Kiss eight hundred and nineteen was the kiss that changed it all. The kiss that proved that a long-haired brooding boy from Norway and a quirky girl from the Deep South could find a love to rival the greats.”

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463. “We all have secrets, Austin. Some people’s are bigger than others, that’s all. Wouldn’t you agree?”

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464. “My Flame, my tortured boy, had broken through the last of his defenses. He had found his voice. Flame, my always and forever, had found his song, like I had found mine. And through our love, he had finally found the courage to sing.”

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465. “This was my woman, my Kisa-Anna, the other half of my soul.”

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466. “I don’t need to look up at the stars to feel inferior, Austin. All I have to do is open my eyes and look at myself in the mirror.”

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467. “She was my balm, my clam. My Kisa-Anna.”

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468. “He’s never had a fighter like me before. I bring death.”

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469. “Luka had a kind smile and the most beautiful dark-brown eyes. But it was Luka’s upper left Iris smudged with a small splash of blue that made our mothers think we were destined to be. Mama said God placed a piece of my eye within his so we would always know we shared one soul.”

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470. “You’ll still see me in your dreams. This isn’t a goodbye.”

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471. “I felt the tears flowing thick and fast, but they weren’t in sadness. They were for two fast friends – the music and the life that created it – telling one another that they had to part, but that one day, someday, they would be together again.”

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472. “Lifting my eyes, I met her dark gaze. “Do not mistake my quietness for weakness. I am stronger than what people believe.” I swallowed hard, praying she never moved her hand away from me ever again. Her eyes traced the flame tattoos that raced up my arms. Looking at me once more, she said, “I was forged in the fire, Asher. I was born to withstand the flames.” With that, Saffie’s hand slipped from my cheek and she walked back into her cabin, not once looking back as the door shut behind her.”

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473. “It was a constant battle. Seeing Poppy so carefree and happy filled me with the brightest of lights, but knowing these moments were limited, finite, running out, brought only darkness. Patches of pitch black.”

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474. “When he told the world that he was bad, he only ever told me he was in love.”

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475. “Fragility consumed.”

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476. “My name is Valentin Belrov. I have a sister called Inessa Belrov. I have a love called Zoya Kostava. They are being held captive. I have to set them free!”

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477. “His affection had somehow become a salve to the constant fire of regret that burned, never-ending, in my heart. And this temporary reprieve, this short moment to be able to breathe, had everything to do with the man that led me home. The.”

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478. “The Hangmen were powerful. But my poppa had soured me too much to truly accept this club. I walked a shaky line. I both loved and loathed this place. Like the men it housed, it was both good and evil.”

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479. “My veins almost burst with need. They felt as though they were reaching from my skin, searching for the rush they craved, the liquid that was a balm on my tortured soul. On my sinful soul.”

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480. “The boy River had grown into Styx the man and, despite his flaws and his harshness, he was all I wanted. All I had ever wanted. I was completely consumed by his every touch, his taste and smell, and at that moment, I gave my soul whole-heartedly, to a sinner.”

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481. “I cried for the boy who was my sun. I mourned the boy I once loved with everything I had.”

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482. “I have to protect you Kisa-Anna. I believe I was made to protect you.”

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483. “Kiss eight hundred and nineteen was the kiss that changed it all. The kiss that proved that a long-haired brooding boy from Norway and a quirky girl from the Deep South could find a love to rival the greats. It showed that love was simply the tenacity to make sure that the other half of your heart knew he, or she, was adored in every way. In every minute of every day. That love was tenderness in its purest form. Rune.”

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484. “Mama always said the stars aligned when we were born, that God made us a match. From the first time we saw each other, Luka took me in his arms and swore his protection over me to my mother. Mama used to say she caught him starting into my crib only hours after I was born. Then when she asked what he was doing, he asked her if he could have me.”

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485. “I sighed in relief as my words began to come clearer. It was her- fuckin’ number three. My goddamn miracle.”

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486. “What challenges us, what should break us, can in the end be our greatest blessing. Because our failures can make us great. Our most basic of human adversities can inspire within us an almost superhuman strength. Our weaknesses are simply our untested wings waiting to be flown.”

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487. “I have never before been free to choose.” He paused; then, with a deep flush to the apples of his cheeks, he added, “But I chose to share my very first kiss with you.”

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488. “My heart slammed in my chest. “Yeah. The most beautiful,” I answered.”

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489. “We were magnets, pulling together even when shattered apart.”

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490. “The joy in her expression seemed limitless, the peace in her spirit humbling.”

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491. “With each hour, she weakened, but, just like Poppy, with each passing minute she was filled with happiness.”

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492. “As I lay there, kissing both these men that’d so captured my soul, I realized that a heart is infinite. Love can expand and expand. My heart could hold as much as I was willing to let in.”

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493. “Anger, more anger than I had ever experienced before, began to fill my body. I felt it like quickfire, shooting down my arms, my legs and my chest.”

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494. “So much death, so much pain! All because of greed and jealousy.” Serge.”

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495. “I think we should always touch, Rabbit.” “Yeah,” he agreed, his voice broken and graveled. “This way neither of us will get lost in Wonderland.”

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496. “What’s up, bitches? Are we headin’ to this jig or what? I wanna see what prime beef is on offer. Mamma’s taco needs a good ol’ fillin’.”

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497. “Our situation was complex, yet I knew that falling in love with her would be the simplest thing in the world.”

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