“Christian, you are the state lottery, the cure for cancer, and the three wishes from Aladdin's lamp all rolled into one”

“Suddenly, as one, all the Greys stop talking and gape at Christian. What? Christian is singing softly to himself at the piano. Silence descends on us all as we strain to hear his soft, lyrical voice. I've heard him sing before, haven't they? He stops, suddenly conscious of the deathly hush that's fallen over the room. Kate glances questioningly at me and I shrug. Christian turns on the stool and frowns, embarrassed to realize he's become the center of attention.'Go on,' Grace urges softly. 'I've never heard you sing, Christian. Ever.”

“From: Christian GreySubject: One more requestDate: June 10, 2011 00:15To: Anastasia SteeleDream of Me.xChristian GreyCEO, Grey Enterprise Holdings. Inc.”

“From: Christian GreySubject: SunriseDate: June 14, 2011 09:23To: Anastasia SteeleI love waking up to you in the morning.Christian Grey”

“I am not a child, Christian.”“Well, stop acting like one.”

“Well, when you were nearly run over by the cyclist-and i was holding you and you were looking up at me - all 'kiss me , kiss me, Christian”

“Christian, you had me at the meadow.”