Quotes from Nora Roberts

If you lived with her, you must have been in love with her.' 'No. I wanted to be in love with her. It's not the same thing at all.

Since it was there, Larkin got another bowl, spooned up stew for himself. "He fights with us. We're an army." "An army? Talk about delusions of grandeur. What are you?" she asked Glenna. "Witch." "So, we've got a witch, a sorcerer, a couple of refugees from Geall and a vampire. Some army.

I need to write to be happy.

It's not an exaggeration to say that they saved my life. Ray Quinn, then Cam and Ethan and Phil. They turned their world around for me, and because of it, turned mine around with it. Anna and Grace and Sybill, Aubrey too. They made a home for me, and nothing that happened before matters nearly as much as everything that came after.

Once love found you it clung, no matter how much you tried to shake it off.

There could be pockets of normal even in the middle of the awful.

She pressed her mouth to his throat, his shoulder, would have absorbed him into her skin if she'd known a way.

You can't write well what you don't read for pleasure. If it doesn't entertain you, it's not going to entertain anyone else.

If you don't tell her just that, if you don't give her your heart, Aidan, if you don't bare it for her and give her the time to trust what she sees there, you'll never have her.

The kid's driving me bat-shit, Cam complained as he stalked into the kitchen. You can't say boo to him without him squaring up for a fight. Mm-hmm. Argumentative, smart-mouthed, troublemaker. Must be like looking in a mirror. Like hell. Don't know what I was thinking of. You're such a peaceable soul.

We're not blank slates. What we've done, what we've survived all go into us.

To crave forever is to dismiss the beauty and wonder of the cycle.

Because when you hate something, you stop doing it.

It's life, and it's messy, and it breaks down.

Planting a flower's like opening a book, because either way you're starting something. And your garden's your library.

The purest magic is in the heart.....

Come on,let's go stuff her in a locker. For old time's sake.

Love's not some amorphous concept created for books and poetry and not attainable. It's real and vital, and it's necessary. Damn it.

You can never read too many books, any kind.

I won't consider getting horizontal with someone I can barely tolerate when we're vertical.

Is your dog in a coma? Quinn asked when the dog didn't move a muscle. No. Lump leads an active and demanding internal life that requires long periods of rest.

Everyone needs cake, Del.

Love,' she murmured as she washed. 'Nobody inside it knows the hell how to handle it.

It doesn't matter how long it takes. She thought of him, of them, the lifetime already shared. It's how long it lasts.