Quotes from Nora Roberts

It's called male bonding. You'll never get it. I believe women are as capable as men, deserve equal pay—and that one day, should be sooner than later, in my opinion, the right woman can and should be leader of the free world. But you can't understand the male bonding rituals any more than men can understand why the vast majority of women are obsessed with shoes and other footwear.

Love can really screw you up before you figure out how to live with it. And once you do? You wonder how the hell you ever lived without it

It's never simple." Avery slid an arm around Hope's waist. "It shouldn't be. Because being with someone should matter enough to be at least a little bit complicated.

I saw you standing on a veranda you'd built with your own hands. And I loved you.

He decided there was no point in telling her he'd looked in the fridge and seen none of these things. There'd just be some variation of his mother's standard crack about Male Refrigeration Blindness Syndrome.

A kiss isn't terminal. It is the way you do it.

Oh, for heaven's sake, Harper, I didn't just pee on the floor. My water broke.' 'What water?' He blinked, then went pale as a corpse. ' That water. Oh, God. Oh, Jesus. Oh, shit. Sit. Sit, or... I'll get-' An ambulance. The marines. 'My mother.

I'm damned if I'm going to be eaten by a bear when I'm naked. I'm sure it's a more pleasant experience dressed.

Women should all move to Amazonia, or at least vacation there four times a year. - Amazonia? - It's the girl world in my head, where I go when I'm annoyed with Carter, or just men in general. There are five shoe stores per capita, nothing has any calories, and all the books and movies end happy ever after. - I like Amazonia. When do we leave?

And don't worry." Bob, Carter's best man and colleague, held up a notebook computer. "I've got it handled on this end. And I memorized the vows just in case he needs me to throw him a line." "You're a treasure, Bob." She waited until she was out of earshot to laugh.

People tell their children there are no monsters in the world. They tell them that because they believe it, or they want the child to feel safe. But there are monsters, Luke, all the more frightening because they look like people.

When I left, it was for you. Coming back was for you. There's nothing you can say, nothing you can do that would make me leave you again.

I love you. I don't know when it started, years ago or weeks. But I know my heart's lost to you, and I wouldn't have it another way. You're what I want, all there is of you.

I know what it is to be pushed in a direction you don't want to go, or one you're not ready for. People say they know what's best for you. Maybe sometimes it's true. But it doesn't matter if they keep pushing until they take your choices away.

Maybe you could casually mention to Zoe that I'm not now, nor have I ever been, an axe murderer. I'll see if I can work it into our next conversation, Flynn promised.

It was a mistake to think of houses, old houses, as being empty. They were filled with memories, with the faded echoes of voices. Drops of tears, drops of blood, the ring of laughter, the edge of tempers that had ebbed and flowed between the walls, into the walls, over the years. Wasn't it, after all, a kind of life? And there were houses, he knew it, that breathed. They carried in their wood and stone, their brick and mortar a kind of ego that was nearly, very nearly, human.

Dinner's in one hour. If you're not back, sitting at the table, I'll beat you all unconscious with a spatula.

Survivors lived with their mistakes.

Not enough. Margo rose and tucked the towel in place. Come on, let's go stuff her in a locker. For old time's sake.

I'm messing this up. I love you. I should've started with that. I swear I trip up more with you than anybody. I love you, Clare. I always did, but it's different loving who you are now. It's so damn solid. You're so solid, so steady, strong, smart. I love who you are, how you are. I love those boys, you have to know.

If it winds up earlier, you should have a movie picked out. This is assuming she isn't sending you the 'let's go back to my place' signals. In that case—" "Don't go there, Bob. Let's just not go there.

Please let me go. Anna. He lowered his brow to hers. Don't ask me to do that, because I don't think I can live without you. Take a chance, roll the dice. Come with me.

I promised myself that no matter where I went, what I did, I'd never take anything for granted again.

It shouldn't make you sad to know you're loved, Grayson. But it did. It made him sad, and panicked, and for just a moment, wishful.