Top 450 Tillie Cole Quotes (2026 Update)
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351. “You telling me there’s more in there? What is this place? A fuckin’ breeding farm for Victoria’s Secret?”

— Tillie Cole

352. “He always kept me safe. He would forever have my heart... even if I could never have his.”

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353. “She’d been so nervous as the boy took her on the sand, making her his, something switching inside of him as the came together, like the final piece of their souls had fixed in place and all that was left was them as one.”

— Tillie Cole

354. “Our bodies will ache, we will tire, but we don’t stop!” I.”

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355. “Hadn’t realized how lonely I was until I had someone walking beside me, laughing with me under the sun.”

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356. “During these past two years, I thought I’d endured all facets of pain. But I was wrong. I was so wrong. Because nothing could compare with the pain of seeing the one you love in the arms of another.”

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357. “Sometimes I wished I could be Flame for a day, simply to understand what the world revealed itself to him. And to measure how different it was to the way it was revealed to me. I wished I could understand how the flames in his blood made him feel. How it managed to wear him down, minute by minute, until his only reprieve was to cut his skin and feel his blood spill.”

— Tillie Cole

358. “I had yet to set eyes on Judah. His focus seemed to be on thrusting the commune into hysterical chaos. Spinning a spiteful web to encourage what I had refused to pursue. He wanted a holy war. He wanted the Hangmen dead.”

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359. “I have only ever liked one boy in my life. I have only wanted one man to have as my own. I have only ever had one dream since I was eight. Styx, the dream is you. You stole my heart fifteen yes ago and you still haven’t given it back.”

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360. “I was wrong. So damn wrong. You need a strong man, babe. You need a man to love you, to protect you, to be your fuckin’ world.” Her breath paused and I smirked. “It’s me, babe. It’s so fuckin’ me.”

— Tillie Cole

361. “He was Gabriel now. One of the fallen. And the one who would save them all. He didn’t know how. But he would. He was determined.”

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362. “I had never felt fear before, but I imagined the sinking hole I felt dropping in my stomach was something like it.”

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363. “Tears poured ceaselessly from my eyes; the pain inside my body was settling into a new home. No part of me was spared.”

— Tillie Cole

364. “Love if life, and you are my love... You are my entire life.”

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

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366. “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.”

— Tillie Cole

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

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368. “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!”

— Tillie Cole

369. “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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370. “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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371. “Of course it was irrational. Of course it was stupid. Of course it was impossible. But when your heart’s so deeply involved, logic flies straight out the window.”

— Tillie Cole

372. “Because I want to watch it die.”

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373. “Two fractured souls made whole only by the other’s unconditional love.”

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374. “You broke through the darkness and let in the light.”

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375. “I know you have that with Styx already. And some would argue that a marriage could not strengthen what was already a solid foundation to begin with.” She shrugged and met my eyes. “But something will shift in your heart, a spiritual embrace in your soul. And it will change you. Forever.”

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376. “It is strange, is it not, how such a small piece of jewelry can make your heart feel so complete?”

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377. “Think of your face like the sky. The freckles, the stars, only make the sight more worth looking at.”

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378. “My heart slammed into a new kind of beat, one that knew it had the love of its other half. It.”

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379. “He watched me, his breathing heavy and strained, when I whispered, “You have stolen my first kiss.” A flurry of feelings swarmed in my stomach. Loss and pain warring with delight and lust. I didn’t know what to feel, I didn’t know whether to feel happiness or betrayal, until Valentin threaded his fingers between mine and countered in a hushed voice, “And you have stolen mine.”

— Tillie Cole

380. “Hardships aged the soul even if the skin your body wore told another story.”

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381. “I can still see your light. Beneath the anger, you’re still there.”

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382. “All he had ever wanted was to be happy – just him and me. For me, I wanted him to learn to be happy alone. Even though I would walk beside him every day in his heart.”

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383. “They were taking me from my girl, my soul. And I couldn’t do a damn thing about it.”

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384. “Mae was mine. Fifteen long years of wanting her to be mine, and here she sat, curled up in my arms – a fuckin’ angel in hell.”

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385. “Controlling her, making it impossible for her to do anything but submit to me. Her lord, her king.”

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386. “I will lead my people. Just as you will lead yours. And we make the decisions for our people together.” Narrowing.”

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387. “The scars on his back told the story of how an innocent boy had been hurt and wickedly crafted into the man his father had so carefully molded. The scars on his back and chest sang a harrowing song of a little boy crying out to be heard and loved, only to be soured against the variety of life, cultures and all the colors that enrich this world.”

— Tillie Cole

388. “I had you. I had you since the day you were born. I asked your mama for you and she said yes.”

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389. “I thought about you often, the boy behind the fence, the boy on the outside... the boy who stole my first and only kiss.”

— Tillie Cole

390. “Use the darkness that lives inside you.”

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391. “Maybe it was because sometimes all we get are moments.”

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392. “I just want you so damn much. When we’re like this, when we let it get this far, I kind of lose my mind.”

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393. “You’re my reawakening.”

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394. “I would not betray this family. I am a warrior; if I were to cross your rule, I would face you head-on, not hide in the shadows.” I.”

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395. “Tanner,” I whispered and stared down at the white cotton. Not gold nor a diamond, yet the most precious thing I’d ever seen. I lived a life of luxury. Yet this torn piece of cotton had made me the happiest I’d ever been in my life.”

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396. “On Cowboy’s chest, with his hand running so delicately down my back, and Hush holding me so fiercely against his mouth, I was home.”

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397. “An unrivaled beauty, limited in its life. A beauty so extreme in its grace that it can’t last. It stays to enrich our lives, then drifts away in the wind. Never forgotten. Because it reminds us we must live. That life is fragile, yet in that fragility, there is strength. There is love. There is purpose. It reminds us that life is short, that our breaths are numbered and our destiny is fixed, regardless of how hard we fight.”

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398. “I am... for you.”

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399. “Love is limitless and the heart is big.”

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400. “I loved New York. I loved everything about it. Eclectic people – artists, suits and dreamers – all woven into the giant patchwork quilt of life. The busy streets, car horns and shouts the perfect symphonic soundtrack to the city that never sleeps.”

— Tillie Cole