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♦ Sometimes I wonder if there's something wrong with me. Perhaps I've spent too long in the company of my literary romantic heroes, and consequently my ideals and expectations are far too high ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ You have to kiss a lot of frogs before you find your prince ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ Don't get your panties in such a twist... and give me back mine ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ We aim to please Miss Steele ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ Never trust a man who can dance ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ My inner goddess is jumping up and down, clapping her hands like a five year old ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ It's very hard to grow up in a perfect family when you're not perfect ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ Inside me! I gasp, and all the muscles deep in my belly clench. My inner goddess is doing the dance of the seven veils ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ Raising the ordinary to extraordinary ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ My subconscious is furious, medusa-like in her anger, hair flying, her hands clenched around her face like Edvard Munch's Scream ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ I have fallen for someone who's so emotionally shut down, I will only get hurt- deep down I know this- someone who by his own admission is completely fucked up ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ He pulls up outside my duplex. I belatedly realize he’s not asked me where I live - yet he knows. But then he sent the books, of course he knows where I live. What able, cell-phone-tracking, helicopter owning, stalker wouldn’t ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ Oh...a lot of one and some of the other ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ - "Why don't you like to be touched?"
- "Because I'm fifty shades of fucked-up, Anastasia” ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ Why don't you like me ?" "Because you never stay with me ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ I still want more," I whisper. "I know," he says. "I'll try." I blink up at him, and he reliquishes my hand and pulls at my chin, releasing my trapped lip. "For you, Anastasia, I will try ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ Even a pain in the ass needs someone to care about them ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ There's a very fine line between pleasure and pain. They are two sides of the same coin, one not existing without the other ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ What is it about elevators? ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ I am going to have coffee with Christian Grey... and I hate coffee ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ I'd like to bite that lip ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ Men aren't really complicated, Ana, honey. They are very simple, literal creatures. They usually mean what they say. And we spend hours trying to analyze what they've said - when really it's obvious. If I were you, I'd take him literally. That might help ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ I want you sore, baby,” he murmurs, and he continues his sweet, leisurely torment, backward, forward. “Every time you move tomorrow, I want you to be reminded that I’ve been here. Only me. You are mine ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ Oh, fuck the paperwork ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ I've kissed a prince, Mom. I hope it doesn't turn into a frog ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ Why don't you like to be touched" Ana whispered, staring up into soft grey eyes.
"Because I'm fifty shades of fucked-up, Anastasia ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ He's naked except for those soft ripped jeans, top button casually undone. Jeez, he looks so freaking hot. My subconscious is frantically fanning herself, and my inner goddess is swaying and writhing to some primal carnal rhythm ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ Are you smirking at me, Mr. Grey?” I ask sweetly. Pompous ass ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ Supposing I’ve said I hate him, or worse still, that I love him, in my sleep ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ I gasp, and I'm Eve in the Garden of Eden, and he's the serpent, and I cannot resist ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ I struggle to keep up with him because my wits have been thoroughly and royally scattered all over the floor and walls of elevator three in the Heathman Hotel ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ So you've just slept with him, given him your virginity, a man who doesn't love you. In fact, he has odd ideas about you, wants to make you some sort of kinky sex slave. ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ I Ignore the unwelcome stab of disappointment. Why do I want to spend every single minute with this controlling sex god? Oh yes, I've fallen in love with him, and he can fly ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ My belief is to achieve success in any scheme one has to make oneself master of that scheme, know it inside and out, know every detail ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ Perhaps Mr. Grey insists on all his employees being blonde. I’m wondering idly if that’s legal ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ Interviews seem like such artificial situations, everyone on their best behavior trying desperately to hide behind a professional facade. Did my face fit? I shall have to wait and see ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ See how good we are together," he murmurs. "If you give yourself to me, it will be so much better. Trust me, Anastasia, I can take you places you don't even know exist ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ I was holding you and you were looking up at me all ‘kiss me, kiss me, Christian’,” he pauses and shrugs slightly, “I felt I owed you an apology and a warning ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ And in this quiet moment, as I close my eyes, spent and sated, I think I'm in the eye of the storm. And in spite of all he's said and what he hasn't said, I don't think I have ever been so happy ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ Yes, I'm rich. Get use to it. -- Christian Grey ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ Amy Studt is singing in my ear about misfits. This song used to mean so much to me; that's because I'm a misfit ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ But we were at your parents' dining table." I stare up at him, completely bewildered ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ "No one's ever said no to me before. And it's so - hot.” ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ ... Yet today, for the first time ever, I feel lonely and uncomfortable here, unhappy with my own company ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ How can i eat now? I'm going to Seattle by helicopter with Christian Gray..And he wants to bite my lip ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ Who’s he kidding? He’s no gentleman. He has my panties ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ How does he do this to me? He's just touching a small area of my body and the hormones are flying ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ His words make sense. He's not the man for me. This is what he meant, and it makes his rejection to accept... almost. I can live with this. I understand. ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ ¿Por que no me dijiste que era peligroso? ¿Por que no me lo advertiste?
Las mujeres saben de lo que tienen que protegerse, porque leen novelas que les cuentan Como hacerlo... ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ What is it with all the immaculate blondes? It's like Stepford here ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ There is something about Christian that is old-fashioned and romantic ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ Sitting beside me, he gently pulls my sweatpants down again. Up and down like whores ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ Inside, I'm doing graceful cartwheels in my head, knowing full well that's the only place I can do graceful cartwheels ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ And so a pattern develops: wake, work cry. sleep. I can't even escape him in my dreams. Gray burning eyes, his lost look, his hair burnished and bright and bright all haunt me. And the music... so much music-I cannot bear to hear any music. I am careful to avoid it at all costs. Even the jingles in commercials make me shudder ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ Laters, baby ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ “Me he enamorado de alguien que está emocionalmente cerrado, solo saldré herida ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ The pain is such that I refuse to acknowledge it. I feel numb. I have somehow escaped from my body and am now a casual observer to this unfolding tragedy ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ In my groggy frame of mind, he looks yummy ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ Dios mío… Me desea. Christian Grey, el dios griego, me desea, y yo lo deseo a él, aquí… ahora, en el ascensor.-Anastasia ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ “How was Jose when you went to the bar...(Ana) He was fine. (Christian) Palm-twitchingly mad. Especially now.” ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ We aim to please ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ Anastasia, I’m not a hearts and flowers kind of man, I don’t do romance. My tastes are very singular. You should steer clear of me.” He closes his eyes as if in defeat. “There’s something about you, though,and I’m finding it impossible to stay away. But I think you’ve figured that out already ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ Holy shit. What does that mean? Does he white-slave small children to some God-forsaken part of the planet? ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ “Of course. Silly me. Such a sad, exciting score, which no doubt you can play? So many accomplishments, Mr. Grey.”
“And the greatest one is you, Miss Steele.” ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ His head turns fractionally toward me, his eyes darkest slate. I bite my lip.
“Oh, fuck the paperwork,” he growls. He lunges at me, pushing me against the wall of the elevator. Before I know it, he’s got both of my hands in one of his in a vice-like grip above my head, and he’s pinning me to the wall using his hips. Holy shit. His other hand grabs my ponytail and yanks down, bringing my face up, and his lips are on mine. It’s only just not painful. I moan into his mouth, giving his tongue an opening. He takes full advantage, his tongue expertly exploring my mouth. I have never been kissed like this ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ This is a man in need. His fear is naked and obvious, but he's lost. . . Somewhere in his darkness.
His eyes wide and bleak and tortured. I can soothe him. Join him briefly in the darkness and bring him into the light ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ Placing my head on my knees, I let the irrational tears fall unrestrained. I am crying over the loss of something I never had. How ridiculous. Mourning something that never was - my dashed hopes, my dashed dreams, and my soured expectations ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ Why does he have such an unnerving effect on me? His over-whelming good looks maybe? The way his eyes blaze at me? The way he strokes his index finger against his lower lip? I wish he'd stop doing that ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ It's taking all my self-control not to fuck you on the hood of this car, just to show you that you're mine, and if I want to buy you a fucking car, I'll buy you a fucking car" Christian Grey ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ ...the physical pain from the bite of the belt is nothing, nothing compared to this devastation ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ A veces me pregunto si hay algo mal en mí. Quizás he pasado demasiado tiempo en compañía de mis héroes literarios románticos y por lo tanto, mis ideales y expectativas son demasiado altos ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ I tracked your cellphone, Anastasia ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ Are you gay, Mr. Grey? ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ I don't have a philosophy as such. Maybe a guiding principle, Carnegie's A man who acquires the ability to take full possession of his own mind may take possessionof anything else to which he is justly entitled.' I'm very singular, driven. I like control... of myself and those around me ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ Oh, crapola. Don't get your panties in such a twist...and give me back mine. I glare at him ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ Tesoro, sai come si dice: bisogna baciare molti rospi prima di trovare il principe ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ Vorrei essere io a mordere quel labbro ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ Bene, nell’esame orale ti meriti un 10. Vieni, andiamo a letto, ti devo un orgasmo― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ Ti voglio da impazzire, soprattutto adesso, che ti mordi di nuovo il labbro ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ “That scares me... you scare me... I am completly caught up in your spell, considering a lifestyle with you that I didn't even know existed until last week, and then you write something like that and I want to run screaming into the hills. I won't of course, because I'd miss you. Really miss you. I want us to work, but I am terrified of the dept of feeling I have for you and the dark path you're leading me down. What you are offering is erotic and sexy, and I'm curious, but I'm also scared you'll hurt me- physically and emotionally. After threee months you could say good-bye, and where will that leave me if you do?” ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ We’re coming near to the end of the bridge, and the road is once more bathed in the neon light of the street lamps so his face is intermittently in the light and the dark. And it’s such a fitting metaphor. This man, whom I once thought of as a romantic hero, a brave shining white knight—or the dark knight, as he said. He’s not a hero; he’s a man with serious, deep emotional flaws, and he’s dragging me into the dark. Can I not guide him into the light? ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ “The candle flame is too hot. It flickers and dances in the over-warm breeze, a breeze that brings no respite from the heat. Soft gossamer wings flutter to and fro in the dark, sprinkling dusty scaled in the circle of light. I'm struggling to resist, but I'm drawn. And then it's to bright, and I am flying too close to the sun, dazzled by the light, fried and melting from the heat, weary in my endeavers to stay airborn. I am so warm. The heat... It's stiffling, overpowering. It wakes me.” ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ “Do you have a girlfriend?" I blurt out. Holy crap--I just said that out loud?
His lips quirk up in a half-smile, and he looks down at me.
"No, Anastasia. I don't do the girlfriend thing," he says softly.” ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ “Goodbye, Christian," I murmur.
"Ana, goodbye," he says softly, and he looks utterly, utterly broken,a man in agonizing pain, reflecting how I feel inside. I tear my gaze away from him before I can change my mind and try to comfort him.
The elevator doors close close and it whisks me down to the bowels of the basement and to my own personal hell.” ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ “Oh Ana!" he cries out loudly as he finds his release, holding me in place as he pours himself into me. He collapses, panting hard beside me, and he pulls me on top of him and buries his face in my hair, hold me close. "Oh baby," he breathes. "Welcome to my world.” ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ “You sound like a control freak." The words are out of my mouth before I can stop them.
"Oh, I exercise control in all things, Miss Steele," he says without a trace of humor in his smile.” ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ “I shrug, trapped. I don’t want to lose him. In spite of all his demands, his need to control, his scary vices. I have never felt as alive as I do now. It’s a thrill to be sitting here beside him. He’s so unpredictable, sexy, smart, and funny. But his
moods… oh – and he wants to hurt me. He says he’ll think about my reservations, but it still scares me. I close my eyes. What can I say? Deep down I would just like more, more affection, more playful Christian, more… love.” ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ “Are you gay, Mr. Grey?"
He inhales sharply, and I cringe, mortified. Crap. Why didn't I employ some kind of filter before I read this straight out? How can I tell him I'm just reading the questions? Damn Kate and her curiosity!
"No Anastasia, I'm not." He raises his eyebrows, a cool gleam in his eyes. He does not look pleased.” ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ Grey—you're on my shit list and I'm watching you ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ “Can I take the cap and gown off now? I feel kind of dorky." You look kind of dorky...my subconscious is at her snarky best. So are you going to introduce Ray to the man you're f**king? She is glaring at me over her wing-shaped spectacles. He'd be so proud.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ “What happened to her?”
“We finished.”
“Why?”
“She wanted more.”
“And you didn’t?”
He shakes his head.
“I’ve never wanted more, until I met you.” ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ “Do you trust me Ana?"
Ana! "Yes,I do."I respond spontaneously, not thinking...because it's true-I do trust him.
"Well,then"he looks relieved. "The rest of this stuff is just details"
"important details” ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ “Does this mean you’re going to make love to me tonight, Christian?” Holy shit. Did I just say that? His mouth drops open slightly, but he recovers quickly. “No, Anastasia it doesn’t. Firstly, I don’t make love. I fuck… hard. Secondly, there’s a lot more paperwork to do, and thirdly, you don’t yet know what you’re in for. You could still run for the hills. Come, I want to show you my playroom.” ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ “This quote – Tess says it to her mother after Alec D’Urberville has had his wicked way with her.”
“I know,” muses Kate. “What is he trying to say?”
“I don’t know, and I don’t care. I can’t accept these from him. I’ll send them back with an equally baffling quote from some obscure part of the book.”
“The bit where Angel Clare says fuck off?” Kate asks with a completely straight face.
“Yes, that bit.” ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ He grabs me suddenly and yanks me up against him, one hand at my back holding me to him and the other fisting in my hair.
"You're one challenging woman," He kisses me, forcing my lips apart with his tongue, taking no prisoners.
"It's taking all my self-control not to fuck you on the hood of this car, just to show you that you're mine, and if I want to buy you a fucking car, I'll buy you a fucking car," he growls ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ Does this mean you’re going to make love to me tonight, Christian?” Holy shit. Did I just say that? His mouth drops open slightly, but he recovers quickly.
“No, Anastasia it doesn’t. Firstly, I don’t make love. I fuck… hard. Secondly, there’s a lot more paperwork to do, and thirdly, you don’t yet know what you’re in for. You could still run for the hills. Come, I want to show you my playroom.”
My mouth drops open. Fuck hard! Holy shit, that sounds so… hot. But why are we looking at a playroom? I am mystified.
“You want to play on your Xbox?” I ask. He laughs, loudly.
“No, Anastasia, no Xbox, no Playstation. Come.”… Producing a key from his pocket, he unlocks yet another door and takes a deep breath.
“You can leave anytime. The helicopter is on stand-by to take you whenever you want to go, you can stay the night and go home in the morning. It’s fine whatever you decide.”
“Just open the damn door, Christian.”
He opens the door and stands back to let me in. I gaze at him once more. I so want to know what’s in here. Taking a deep breath I walk in.
And it feels like I’ve time-traveled back to the sixteenth century and the Spanish Inquisition.
Holy fuck ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ “Your stepfather? I'd like to meet him."
Oh no... why?
"I'm not sure that's a good idea."
Christian unlocks the door, his mouth in a grim line.
"Are you ashamed of me?"
"No!" It's my turn to sound exasperated. "Introduce you to my dad as what? 'This is the man who deflowered me and wants to start a BDSM relationship'. You're not wearing running shoes.” ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ [Ana] “You’re a sadist?”
“I’m a Dominant.” His eyes are a scorching gray, intense.
“What does that mean?” I whisper.
“It means I want you to willingly surrender yourself to me, in all things.”
I frown at him as I try to assimilate this idea.
“Why would I do that?”
“To please me,” he whispers as he cocks his head to one side, and I see a ghost of a smile.
Please him! He wants me to please him! I think my mouth drops open. Please Christian Grey. And I realize, in that moment, that yes, that’s exactly what I want to do. I want him to be damned delighted with me. It’s a revelation.” ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ “It's very hard to grow up in a perfect family when you're not perfect.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ “I've never wanted more, until I met you."
I gasp, reeling. Oh my. Isn't this what I want? He wants more. He wants it, too! My inner goddess has back-flipped off the podium and is doing a cartwheels around the stadium. It's not just me.” ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ “He holds out his hand, and in his palm are two shiny silver balls linked with a thick black thread … Inside me! I gasp, and all the muscles deep in my belly clench. My inner goddess is doing the dance of the seven veils … Oh my … It’s a curious feeling. Once they’re inside me, I can’t really feel them—but then again I know they’re there … Oh my … I may have to keep these. They make me needy, needy for sex. ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ Significa che voglio che accetti di abbandonarti spontaneamente a me, in tutto ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ “We aim to please, Ms. Steele" ;)” ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ Mi guardo allo specchio: un fantasma stravolto. Mi lego i capelli e ignoro le borse che mi sono venute sotto gli occhi a forza di piangere. Non riesco a credere che il mondo mi stia crollando addosso, che tutte le mie speranze e i miei sogni vadano in pezzi. No, no, non pensarci. Non adesso, non ancora ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ “- Io non sono un tipo da cuori e fiori, non ho niente di romantico, ho gusti molto particolari. Dovresti stare alla larga da me.
Ma in te, in te c’è qualcosa, per cui non riesco a starti lontano. Immagino che tu lo abbia capito.
- Allora non farlo.” ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ “.... I may need you to accompany me to functions, and I want you dressed well. I'm sure your salary, when you do get a job, won't cover the kind of clothes I'd like you to wear."
"I don't have to wear them when I'm not with you?"
"No."
"Okay." Think of them as uniform.” ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ “She says that I have to abstain from all sexual activity for the next four weeks.”
Christian’s mouth drops open in shock, and I cannot keep a straight face any longer and grin at him like an idiot.
“Gotcha!”
He narrows his eyes, and I immediately stop laughing. In fact, he looks rather forbidding. Oh shit. My subconscious quails me in the corner as all the blood drains from my face, and I imagine him putting me across his knee again.
“Gotcha!” He says and smirks.” ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦ “Inside me! I gasp, and all the muscles deep in my belly clench. My inner goddess is doing the dance of the seven veils.” ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
♦“So you’ll get your kicks by exerting your will over me.”
“It’s about gaining your trust and your respect, so you’ll let me exert my will over you. I will gain a great deal of pleasure, joy, even in your submission. The more you submit, the greater my joy – it’s a very simple equation.”
“Okay, and what do I get out of this?”
He shrugs and looks almost apologetic.
“Me,” he says simply.” ― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
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