Quotes from Nora Roberts

There are always monsters," the old man replied. "Just as there are always men who will join them, and men who will fight them.

If you were cheap we'd be having sex now, soup later. 'That's supposed to be funny. It is, but only a little.

He'd always believed in her. They'd believed in each other. He'd been her rock, in a very real way. The rock that had given her a solid base to build on after a childhood of upheaval and discontent. Then

His eyes were anything but friendly, the color of bitter storms.

It hurts now, and the pain's real, so hugs, my treasure. But give it a few weeks, and you'll realize he's just another asshole. Kick butt and namaste.

From this day forward, she thought, this was home. One she'd make herself, for herself. This was her life, one she'd live as she wanted. If that wasn't magick, what was?

When a woman had eyes that big, that brown, that beautiful, she probably got whatever she wanted without saying a word.

She's everything I'm not. I'm comfortable with who I am, what I am, but when you come up against someone like that, it's a kick-in-the-butt reminder of what you're never going to be, never going to have. I don't like feeling inadequate or stupid.

People who say not to speak ill of the dead just don't have the spine to say what they think." "You've

Look, pal, he who goes to the store buys what he damn well pleases. That's a new rule around here.

I sing of brooks, of blossoms, birds, and bowers; Of April, May, of June, and July flowers. I sing of Maypoles, Hock-carts, wassails, wakes, Of bridegrooms, brides, and of their bridal cakes. —ROBERT HERRICK

Damn skippy." "Who is Skippy? Why are you mad at him?" "It's an expression. Like bet your ass." "People are always betting their asses. Language is fun.

Il y a dans notre amour plus de magie que la plupart des gens n'en connaîtront jamais.

she didn't want to date anyone. A relationship, if indeed she decided to cultivate one, was three years down the road. Minimum. She would never make the mistake... [to] depend on someone else for emotional and financial support. First, she would make certain she was solvent, solid, and secure. And then, if and when she chose, she would think about sharing her life.

You've good speed and agility, and endurance enough. But you've no killer in the blood, and so you'll always be bested." Iona rubbed her butt. "I never planned on killing anyone." "Plans change," Branna pointed out. "Fix those flowers now, as it's your rump that crushed them.

West cowboy gun belts. When a man's wearing one—naturally—a woman knows he can handle himself.

It's my job to see it. It's your gift, she corrected. Your family must be proud of you. She spoke casually, began to eat again, then stared at him, baffled, when he laughed. Why is that funny? Pride wouldn't exactly be part of their general outlook to my way of thinking. Why? People can't find pride in what they don't understand.Not all families, Keeley, are as cozy as yours.

Perhaps it was the demands of having to take on me and the farm that left so little time for the gentler things. Such small things: a kiss goodnight, a word of affection... a child can starve with a full plate.

We'll be okay. Luck's starting to move in our direction.

The tension was slipping away from under his fingers as he touched her, and building everywhere else. A kind of gathering inside her, a concentration of heat. The pressure in her chest was so sudden and strong it made her breath short. The muscles in her stomach began to twist, tighten. Ache. "My face doesn't have anything to do with what I am." "Maybe not, but that doesn't take away the pure pleasure of looking at it.

It's not a matter of jealousy. It's a matter of courtesy.

Then again, she reminded herself, if she wanted Nick to take her seriously as a woman, she had to take herself seriously first.

One day I looked at him and thought, Why? I mean, we didn't have anything for each other but habit and convenience, and people need more, don't they?

He felt as if he'd tumbled off a cliff and fallen hard on his heart. Now his heart was swollen, exposed. And it was hers.