Quotes from Karen Robards

I thought you were watching your weight," Gardner said from the doorway. This was directed at Wynne, who swallowed the last bite of doughnut with a guilty air as he looked at her. "I am. I'm watching it creep toward three hundred.

but God and country, you know. You do what you must.

I bet you make lists. I bet you get up every freaking morning and write down everything you have to do for the day and check it off when it's done. I bet you set aside a certain time to return phone calls. I bet your closet is organized by color. I bet your bookshelves are alphabetized

You look beautiful sitting there spitting at me like a she-cat. All I have to do is look at you, and I lust. I'm going to take you back to the hotel and take off that delectable dress and make love to you until you don't have the energy to be mad at me anymore." Ian Connelly, Marquis of Derne

She kept her nose in a book and her head in the clouds.

There's something I gotta tell you," he said in a confidential tone as he leaned toward her. His face was close to hers, too close. He was making her uncomfortable again, as he no doubt intended. That notion stiffened her spine. "What?" she all but snapped. "I had a major case of the hots for you when I was in high school. I still do.

Babe, what we've got ourselves here is a lifetime. For now, with you, that's all the forever I need.

Over my dedad body, was his first thought. His second? No, over Carl's.

The thing about letting yourself fall in love with a jackass was—you might be in love, but he was still a jackass.

as jittery as a caffeine addict outside a closed Starbucks.

You know I'd give you forever, but I don't have it to give.

The point is, we all come to forks in the road, and we all make our choices and live with them, for good or ill..[spoilers left out]...You came to a fork in the road, and you made the best choice you could at the time, under the circumstances you were faced with and using the information you had. You have nothing to beat yourself up over. -Tony Marino

You want the truth? I love you so fucking much it kills me to know that I can't have you, that I can't give you the life you want, that I can't do anything except make you miserable.

Rachel, on the other hand, always had her nose in a book and her head in the clouds.

You attract serial killers like a dog does fleas.

once you eliminate the impossible, whatever remains, no matter how unlikely, must be the truth.

Does Chloe remind you of anyone?" One corner of his mouth lifted. "Linda Blair in The Exorcist?" Seth!" He laughed. "All right, then, maybe a little bit of a stretch. Who did you have in mind?" Me." His eyes widened. "Good God, I'd almost have Linda Blair.

Funny, she had always thought that thin, bespectacled, intellectual types like Brian attracted her. Lora had to smile at her own naivete. Who would have guessed that she, Lora Harding, would buckle at the knees over a hunk of male beef?

Wasn't that the way life always worked? To learn a hard truth too late- was that better than never learnig it at all? Possible not. At least, if one never discovered what one wanted, one could never miss not having it.

You got here in the nick of time," Johnny said, grinning insolently at him. "I was just about to start ripping off her clothes.

But life has a way of chopping people off at the knees, and he was no exception. Ten years of his life had been stolen from him. Now he wasn't wasting another minute. He wanted to experience everything he had missed, to eat and drink and read and work and fuck as he pleased. His dreams were smaller now, but they were still dreams, and he was going after them with everything he had.

But the past was over, was behind her, was composed of ghosts and memories and dreams, and he was real and alive and there. His eyes held hers, encouraged her, willed her, compelled her. She'd given him her loyalty. She'd trusted him with her life.

Over my dead body was his first thought. His second? No, Over Carls.

In those days family had been a given, a fact of life that she took for granted, like air to breathe. The coming storms that would tear them apart, tear everything apart, were not yet even a cloud on the horizon.