“- "Why don't you like to be touched?" - "Because I'm fifty shades of fucked-up, Anastasia”
“Why don't you like to be touched" Ana whispered, staring up into soft grey eyes."Because I'm fifty shades of fucked-up, Anastasia”
“i'm fifty shades of fucked up.”
“You are one fucked up son of a bitch! - Anastasia Steele”
“I'm intoxicated with this man, my man, my Fifty Shades.”
“Why so profane, ask the bookclubbers? Because we are talking here about death, and fuck you if you don't like it: You're going to die, too. This is serious. Fuck fuck fuck.”