Top 500 Tillie Cole Quotes (2026 Update)
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301. “For never was a truer story of love conquering woe than this of Molly Juliet and her Romeo.”

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302. “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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303. “A loved one’s death wasn’t a onetime thing that you had to endure. It was an endless cycle. A cruel Groundhog Day that burned away at your heart and soul until there was nothing left but scorched flesh where they once had been.”

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

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

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306. “Philosophy contemplates the world in every facet – its creation, its beauty, its flaws, its meaning.”

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307. “You have light within you, Styx, and I feel it shining through like the rays of the midday sun. It is beautiful. You are a good man.”

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308. “As always, he didn’t want to embrace the truth, but it was there, locked deep in his heart.”

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309. “Months. She only had months left, not a lifetime, to fill this jar. She would never write the message on a heart on her wedding day like she wanted. She would never be a mamaw, reading these kisses to her grandchildren. She wouldn’t even live out her teens.”

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310. “He hadn’t stroked my cheek. He hadn’t held me as I slept. He had slept on the floor beside the bed, if he slept at all. Most nights he just sat against the wall, staring into space. His nose would flare, his hands would fist, and my heart would break. I didn’t know what I’d done to upset him. I didn’t want to displease him. I only ever wanted to make him happy. He was the most important thing in my life.”

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311. “You live in hell long enough, you become a sinner too.”

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312. “In that cage we’re both Gods and monsters.”

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313. “A bashful smile ghosted his lips and his tense shoulders relaxed. “We’re in fuckin’ deep, aren’t we, Shakespeare?”

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314. “You getting on or what, beauty queen? Looked like you were trying to hitch a ride.”

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315. “My daddy was gone. My daddy was in heaven. He was never, ever coming back.”

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316. “Losing someone you loved – the club no one ever wanted to be in, but one we would all be forced to join at some point in our lives. No one would escape it. It was simply a matter of when.”

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317. “As long as I can still hold Rune’s hand, I really don’t care if I ever walk again.”

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318. “I closed my eyes and replayed our lives in my mind. I remembered the times I hugged him and he hugged me harder. I remembered how I kissed him and he kissed me deeper. And best of all, I remembered how I would love him and he would always strive to love me more.”

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319. “Relief that she wasn’t the only one. That someone else knew her pain. Just like she knew mine.”

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320. “I thought of the journey ahead. Thought of the blood we would shed, the hearts we would stop and the lives we would steal.”

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321. “Just before I reached the door, Adelita said, “You’ll be back here tomorrow night, Tanner Ayers. You can’t seem to stay away from me.” She smirked, but her cheeks flushed. “Just like I cannot stay away from you.”

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322. “This time, when I did look around, I saw she was holding a big mason jar filled to the top with lots and lots of pink paper hearts. “Wow! What’s that?” I asked, feeling excited. Mama placed it in my hands, and my mamaw tapped the lid. “It’s a thousand boy-kisses. Or at least, it will be, when you’ve filled them all out.”

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323. “Because if Styx was damned to hell, so was I. I would follow him into the fire.”

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324. “I know you. I remember you. You’re the girl I was designed to love, my God-given match, my solnyshko.”

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325. “The moment I realized this had not just been about making love. But that something bigger, deeper pulsed between us. And then my heart broke, because whatever dormant spark had just ignited within us, it must not be given chance to flourish. Tears.”

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326. “You go where I go.”

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327. “Like you’re his air. Like you’re the water to whatever hellfire lives inside him.”

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328. “I didn’t like what the liquor was doing to me. I didn’t like not being in control.”

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329. “But it was the expression on her face that floored me. The look in her green eyes. In this moment, this single captured moment, there was that expression. The one she gave to me as readily as she gave to her music. The one that told me I had her just as much as she had me. The one that ensured we had stayed together all these years. The one that said even though we were young, we knew we’d found our soulmate in the other.”

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330. “In that moment, I felt like a true failure. I did not know how to care for either of them. I did not know how to fix the Cade brothers. They were both lost, both so filled with pain and fear which would not ease.”

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331. “I only saw Poppy.”

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332. “Nothing compared.”

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333. “I’m the girl who wakes up early to watch the sunrise. I’m the girl who wants to see the good in everyone, the one who is taken away by a song, inspired by art.”

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334. “Love didn’t die; it was eternal. It was a tattoo on our souls. A gift that even death could not take away. If you have been loved, even if you have lost, that love will never leave. It will fill your heart and patch over the holes that grief leaves behind. We just must hold on to it when all seems impossible.”

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335. “I wasn’t losing anyone else in my life. I was one death away from insanity at this point. I knew it – they all did.”

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336. “No talking baby,” I whispered as my lips closed in on hers. “I’m gonna kiss you now and I’m gonna show you how fuckin’ good it feels.”

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337. “But none of them are you.” Luka pointed to his eye again. “We match. Why would I want anyone else? Nobody else if you. Long brown hair, blue eyes and tanned skinned beautiful you.”

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338. “Ky smiled. “Then we bring the hounds of Hades to their door.”

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339. “Maddie, please – ” Bella began to speak. “You stopped the men from hurting Rider in the barn when he came back from New Zion. We, your sisters, stood beside you in solidarity. Well, this is my barn.”

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340. “Being loved by Rune brought the heady sensation of warmth. Being hated by Rune was like standing on an arctic ice shelf.”

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341. “Have I been enough for you too?” The gruff tone of Rune’s voice caused my heart to break, but I nodded softly. “More than anything,” I confirmed and, with a smile, added just for him, “You’ve been as special as special can be.”

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342. “She was the miracle I never saw coming.”

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343. “I want you.” Three words. Three simple words became my undoing. Spoken roughly, dominantly, yet it sounded like poetry to my soul.”

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344. “Then that fuckin’ nose twitched again. And I sank back into my woman... a pair of wolf eyes bringing me home.”

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345. “Fragility consumed.”

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

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347. “You need to say goodbye, baby.” Her voice wobbled – hoarse and exhausted. She looked over her shoulder, to where Rune was sitting on the bed, laying kiss after kiss on my older sister’s hands, her fingers, her face, looking at his Poppymin like he always had – like she had been designed solely for him.”

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

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349. “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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350. “I’m a thief. I stole our precious time – two years of you and me – for nothing.”

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