“Mr. Grey, so romantic.” “For you Mrs. Grey—hearts and flowers. Always.” — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“There is something about Christian that is old-fashioned and romantic.” — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“You love me,” I whisper. His eyes widen further and his mouth opens. He takes a huge breath as if winded. He… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“We knew, and to see her there like that with you-and armed. I think I died a thousand deaths, Ana.” — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“We always hurt the ones we love, darling. You’ll have to tell her you’re sorry. And mean it and give her time.… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“I need him to want me like I want and need him, and deep down I know that's not possible.” — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“If he touches me, I will succumb. I know the power he wields over me and my traitorous body. I know.” — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“I want you to like it, too. To be happy in it, too.” “I’ll be happy wherever you are. It’s that simple,… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“I Ignore the unwelcome stab of disappointment. Why do I want to spend every single minute with this controlling sex god? Oh… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“I love you,” I murmur, and he smiles his heart-achingly shy smile, and I melt. “I will always love you, Christian.” “And… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“Drinking in his scent, I curl around him, trying to ignore the loss and devasta- tion I felt in my dream, and… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“Life is never going to be boring with Christian, and I’m in this for the long haul. I love this man: my… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“The sex is amazing, he’s wealthy, he’s beautiful, but this is all meaningless without his love, and the real heart-fail is that… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“The platinum Omega watch he gave me at breakfast on our first morning in London obscures the red line. The inscription still… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“I don't want anything to happen to you. You being hurt...that thought fills me with dread. I can't promise not to interfere,… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“I want you, Anastasia,” he murmurs. “I love and I hate, and I love arguing with you. It’s very new. I need… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“Don’t,” he murmurs, then kisses me lightly. “Why don’t you like to be touched?” I whisper, staring up into soft gray eyes. “Because I’m… — E.L. James Copy Share
“If he touches me, I will succumb. I know the power he wields over me and my traitorous body. I know.” — E.L. James Copy Share
“I’ve been so busy I haven’t managed to contact her since this morning, but she’s been hovering at the edge of my consciousness all… — E.L. James Copy Share
“Let me ask you something first. Do you want a regular vanilla relationship with no kinky fu*kery at all?” — E.L. James Copy Share
“And the baby?" The words are anguished, breathless. "The baby's fine, Mr. Grey." "Oh, thank God." The words are litany... a prayer, "Oh, thank… — E.L. James Copy Share
“No. No!” he says. “I . . .” He looks wildly around the room. For inspiration? For divine intervention? I don’t know. “You can’t… — E.L. James Copy Share
“Because we're getting to know each other, and you're stubborn and cantankerous and moody and difficult.” — E.L. James Copy Share
“His magic is powerful, intoxicating. I'm a butterfly caught in his net, unable and unwilling to escape. I'm his … totally his". (Ana to Christian)” — E.L. James Copy Share
“My world was ordered, calm, and controlled, then you came into my life with your smart mouth, your innocence, your beauty, and your quiet… — E.L. James Copy Share
