452 Quotes by E.L. James

With one last lingering look at Anastasia Steele – the first woman I’ve ever slept with – I head out for my run.

You’re the only person I’d fly three thousand miles to see.

I have spoken to no one, not even my mother or Ray. I don’t have the capacity for idle talk now. No, I want none of it. I have become my own island state. A ravaged, war-torn land where nothing grows and the horizons are bleak. Yes, that’s me. I can interact impersonally at work, but that’s it. If I talk to mum, I know I will break even further – and I have nothing left to break.

Your lips are so soft when you cry.

Sleep now, gorgeous girl,” he whispers, and he kisses my hair.

She has a small, sweet face that is blushing now, an innocent pale rose. I wonder briefly if all her skin is like that – flawless – and what it would look like pink and warmed from the bite of a cane.

For the first time in twenty-one years, I want to be kissed. I want to feel his mouth on mine.

We always hurt the ones we love, darling.

We’ve come so far together, we have so far to go, but we are made for each other. We are meant to be.