Top 100 Nenia Campbell Quotes
#1. Don't tell me it's going to fucking be okay! I am not okay with being that fucker's pinata!
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#2. I was supposed to be powerless, and as a result they failed to see that I possessed claws.
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#3. Why did this keep happening? Why her? Perhaps there was some pheromone certain people omitted, perceivable only on a wavelength unique to those individuals who preyed on them.
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#4. Nothing is as deadly as the love of a powerful man.
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#5. The Lord teaches forgiveness, but some things are unforgivable.
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#6. What was it about us, as humans, that drove us to make apologies for beautiful things?
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#7. I didn't understand what it was about men - not all men, but a good portion of them - that turned a good, solid "NO" into an "I'm just playing coy; try harder.
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#8. We don't have dealings. He just stalks me. I'm popular like that.
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#9. He was a phoenix of blood, rising from the ashes of those who had fallen and suffered before him.
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#10. I was afraid and knew I had every right to be, but he had awakened a part of me that no longer cared.
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#11. I am the rightful ruler of this world And now that I, too, have awakened, like my dragons, I have come to take back what is mine.
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#12. You're screwed, scum, and not in the way you'd like, either. Irony's a bitch, isn't it?"
"You wouldn't say that if you knew who I am."
Vol's bounty hunter laughs. "Trust me, I've seen an asshole before. Drop the sword now.
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#13. You were a well-respected agent, Michael, a rags-to-riches fairytale ending. Until you became disgraced. Now it appears your own organization wishes to be rid of you. Why is this?"
"My gun turned back into a pumpkin.
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#14. Woe to the deer who is courted by the charismatic wolf, or to the fly who is not immune to the sweet, sultry songs of the spider.
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#15. The amount of sympathy you get from having an illness is paid out like a Ponzi scheme and psychiatric disorders are all the way at the bottom.
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#16. Maybe that was why the French called orgasms "las petites morts": because the things that bring us passion tend to slip past our defenses, to creep insidiously into every facet of our consciousnesses and kill us as ruthlessly, and efficiently, as any drug.
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#17. Some people are born to fandom, others have fandom thrust upon them.
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#18. We hunger in earnest for that which we cannot consume.
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#19. Ask yourself what a man without guile might do to your body in the dark.
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#20. There's a saying that you can't put a price on a human life, but that saying is a lie because we have. We have, and it's so much lower than you would think. Yes, human life has its price like anything else, and will continue to do so for as long as it doubles as a commodity.
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#21. No. Freud said it best, I think, when he said, "sometimes a cigar is just a cigar." Sometimes your mother's boyfriend is just a loser
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#22. A lot of people have it in for me. It's practically a school sport.
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#23. In some ways blowjobs are better than sex because when you have a mouthful of cock you can't make snide comments.
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#24. We spend much of our lives going about completely blind to reality, and yet we still have the gall to act victimized when it invariably catches up to us.
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#26. Everyone needs to escape sometimes, and retreating into somebody else's fantasy isn't nearly as satisfying as slipping into your own.
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#27. I'm not asking you to come-"
"Thanks." Vol studies herself in the cracked mirror and secures the braid with the tie.
"I'm telling you to come." Kira's mouth hardens. "This is not optional.
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#28. I need you alive. I need you breathing." He shook his head. "I need you.
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#29. Fear could drive one to violence as quickly as anger could.
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#31. You're going to the ball?"
"Aren't you? I was led to believe we had no choice in the matter."
Vol cracks a wry smile. "Ah. You've met Kira, then."
"If that self-congratulatory guinea pig in my doorway this morning was Kira, then yes. We're acquainted.
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#32. Vol picks up the cup of tea in both hands and takes a long sip. Mm, grass-clippings. Her favourite.
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#33. They stare at her, not seeing the woman she is or the girl she was none too long ago, but a mere puzzle. An intractable puzzle - bemusing and a little frustrating, but capable of being solved nonetheless.
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#34. Nothing about me scares him, because he's always able to match it. We're two peas in a fucked-up pod.
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#35. One doesn't need to be taught fear when one is the hunted.
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#36. Deep space rendered mortal time-lines inconsequential. Few things were as old, or pervasive, as the vast, encroaching
darkness of the universe.
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#37. What happened out there?"
"I almost got quarking toasted by a dragon."
"A dragon," he repeats, scandalized. "Are you mad? Or have you been skulking around the bars of Barbary XIII?
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#38. If you don't feel the same way about him, if you're just leading him on, you need to tell him that. I've seen too many nice guys get shafted because a girl can't get over some jerk.
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#39. Life's a party. So smile and eat shit and pretend it's fucking caviar.
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#40. There was something delightfully intimate about the relationship between predator and prey.
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#41. Maybe that was the root of my dislike for her: she had what I wanted, which earned her my jealousy, and since I was ashamed of myself for wanting it, my scorn, as well.
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#43. A story unwritten is without beginning or end. But in its potential lies another story; and in the heartbeat before pen meets page, both stories exist at once, reflecting endless permutations of the other, before one of them disappears forever.
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#44. Be careful what you wish for. Especially out loud.
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#45. That's how it started: a series of small hurts and excuses between two people that built up slowly, widening over time to form a vast and yawning divide.
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#46. Not yet," he said. "You're beautiful, and it's killing me and I want to die a moment longer. Please.
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#47. Sometimes evil didn't need an excuse. Sometimes evil just was.
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#48. He frightened her, and yet she couldn't stay away.
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#49. Death was not the scariest thing out there; no, the denial of it could be far worse.
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#50. We both want you dead. I'm bringing the friendship bracelets to the next meeting.
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#51. You mean you don't want to come in and hold my hand while I piss?
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#52. Oh my God, Val," Lisa groaned. "He is going to chew you up and spit you out."
"Maybe not spit her out," Rachel said, with a leer. "Not if he likes the taste of her.
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#53. Maybe it frightened them, to admit that a woman could be master of her fate.
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#54. You may have bought my body, you may even have the papers to prove it, but don't fool yourself into thinking for a moment that my heart and mind were included in the purchase.
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#55. Life doesn't come with an eraser. Experiences leave their mark, for better or for worse. Anyone who tells you otherwise has never been hurt.
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#56. His skeptical silence made me shift uncomfortably. I felt like Aladdin, holding his hand out to Jasmine on the magic carpet. A ridiculous comparison under the given circumstances, and yet oddly apt.
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#57. You are fifty different kinds of twisted."
"Only fifty? Val, you wound me.
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#59. When they figure out how to bottle up orgasms and sell them as a food additive, I'll be first in line.
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#60. What once was had, forever lost; thy fate is destined, thy love star-crossed.
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#64. What does she see in him?"
"Power. Money." I might have imagined the pause. "Sex."
"That's disgusting."
"You asked. Don't ask things you don't want to know the answers to. I don't have time to argue. Can you walk?
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#65. He traced my lower lip. I braced myself for the pain that was sure to follow because he was like a sadistic King Midas, turning everything he touched into pain.
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#66. I'm as lucky as a bed of oysters on cioppino night.
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#67. Val had a horrific image of Lisa peering through a magnifying glass like a grotesquely teenybopper version of Nancy Drew - in jeggings.
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#68. Humanity is a cage, and our puritanical sensibilities comprise the bars. We are confined by our own reason and intellect, and yet most of us don't even know it.
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#69. If one has never known freedom, it is easy to be blind to the gridirons composing one's cell.
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#70. A woman isn't a whore for wanting pleasure. If it were unnatural, we would not be born with such drives.
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#71. Such a dark green, his eyes. They reminded her of the forest, of all the dangers lying dormant behind that verdant cloak of leaves.
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#72. Why do women always feel they have to settle for less?
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#74. You must be a blast on long car rides."
"Oh, I am. You haven't experienced fun until you try to fuck in the front seat of a Civic.
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#75. 'Better to have loved and lost,' my ass.
Anyone parroting that little platitude had obviously never lost anyone of consequence.
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#76. Butt holes are like a one-way street; they were made the way they were for a reason.
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#77. That is the first time I enjoy the privilege of having the upper hand with Professor Delacroix. And though I do not yet know it, it will also be the last.
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#78. You think I'm gorgeous?"
"When I look at you, all I can think about are the the different ways I'd like to fuck you."
"So that's a yes then?" she said shyly.
"No, darlin. It's an I-hope-you-weren't-planning-on-sleeping-alone-tonight.
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#79. I was so inspired," she gushed. "The words just flowed out of me." So does crap.
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#80. When mothers warn their daughters about all the cold nasty men out there who will only break their tender little hearts, I'm the one they've got in mind because I'm the one who broke their hearts when their mothers were warning them.
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#81. You want to be free. You also want to be mine. You can't be both.
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#82. Some things are not supposed to be forgotten; these are the things which make us human.
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#83. I can take care of myself," I said hotly.
"Darlin, you don't even know how to pleasure yourself.
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#84. What do you want to do with your life, then? is often the question I'm asked.
To be honest, I don't know. I really don't.
Mainly because I don't see myself living long enough for that to make much of a difference.
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#85. I think you enjoy messing with people."
"That's a purely hypothetical supposition on your part," the bastard says.
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#86. I cannot breathe, or see, nor swim,
My darkness is composed of him.
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#87. It's true what they say, you know. First fuck. First love. First kill. You never forget your first.
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#88. When I felt her yield and kiss me back, and realized I had a fighting chance to make this all work out somehow, I had hope.
That was far deadlier than any knife or mace.
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#89. If people are meant to live, they'll live. If not, more room for the rest of us.
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#90. He was right. The annoying Disney song was right. The universe was too fucking small.
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#91. I'd seen entire constellations of possibility I'd never previously been aware of, so blinded had I been by the bright, glaring stars of expectation. Freedom, I was beginning to think, had less to do with where you were, and was more about who you were trying to be.
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#92. She started life with a number, not a name. Class: S, No. 13295. She has them memorized by rote, though nobody ever calls her that. The Scientists feel foolish addressing her in long, bewildering strings of alphanumerics. They have told her so themselves. To save time, they simply call her Snow.
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#93. Not all poison was bitter. Some of the deadliest poisons in the world tasted sweet; they were that much more dangerous because of it.
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#94. She has built her whole life on the foundation of beauty: each chiseled plane, each sloping dimple, each soft curve as crucial as keystones in the cathedral of her body.
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#96. All right," she said a little sarcastically. "I was going to assume you liked eating babies and sacrificing virgins, but I might as well ask, what do you do for fun?"
"I languish in sin," I replied in the same tone. "I take my babies rare, and my virgins over easy.
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#97. In her view, there were three
options for a woman. If you were beautiful, you got married. If you
were ugly, you became a nun. If you were beautiful and stupid, or
ugly and dishonorable, you became a whore.
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#98. Men who thought of themselves as gods fell the farthest, and the hardest.
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#99. That's life. Life is the ultimate game, and its rules were made to be broken
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#100. I had a fucking standing ovation going on in my goddamn pants, and it was demanding an encore.
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