“When are you going to get it through your exceptionally thick skull that I love you?" -Anastasia Grey”

“I know you've always dreamed of going to Europe," he says softly. "I want to make your dreams come true, Anastasia.""You are my dreams come true, Christian.""Back at you, Mrs. Grey," he whispers.”

“I love you, O'Reilly. When are you going to get that through your thick Aussie skull?"He laughed softly, and she tilted back her head to look up at him wonderingly, "What's so funny?"He put his hands on her shoulders and rubbed the tight muscles of her neck. "Do you realize you've never used my first name?" he said. "It's Patrick, you know."He watched her lips curl into a smile that made his chest ache. "You've always been O'Reilly to me.""Huh," he grunted. "Except when you're mad. Then I become Mister O'Reilly.”

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

“He stops and looks at me. 'I'm here because of you. You're my priority. Your happiness, in some fucked way, is tuned in to mine. Get that through your thick skull. Would I like it any other way? Hell, yes, but I don't think that will be happening in my lifetime.”

“From: Christian GreySubject: My Life's Mission...Date: September 5, 2011 09:25To: Anastasia GreyIs to spoil you, Mrs. Grey.And keep you safe because I love you.Christian GreySmitten CEO, Grey Enterprises Holdings Inc.”