Quotes from Nora Roberts

She like you.' The fact pleased Malcolm, as if he often trusted the opinions of animals over those of people.

Because, he continued, skimming his fingers over her cheek, I'm as crazy about you as you are about me. That shut you up, didn't it? It's time, Sophia, we started dealing with it instead of dancing around it.

When people break your heart, pride's all you've got left. And pride, could turn cold and bitter without heart.

Just because she was a woman, did she have to act coy and pretend to be flattered when a man tried to slobber all over her/

You're a warrior. A warrior isn't a killer because a warrior, a true one, has honor. The men who'll come aren't warriors." "No

Women change things. She glanced up at him. Only women? People then. But women? They alter universe just by being women. For better or worse? Depends on the woman, doesn't it? She smiled. And the prize, or the man, she's set her sights on.

Just because a man had a trace of blue blood in his veins didn't mean he was quality. It didn't make him a gentleman, either. All it made him was an aristocrat.

Cam gave him a halfhearted boot on the top of his head with the heel of one hand. Why don't you shut up until I say what I have to say? The painless smack and impatient order were more comforting to Seth than a thousand promises.

It's crowded, she murmured as her eyes laughed into his. The longer we're in here... His thighs brushed against hers as a toddler wiggled up to the glass. The fonder I am of snakes.

Why did I ever think being in love would be wonderful?

good things happened when you took steps, when you worked for them—and when you were lucky enough to find people who'd give you a chance to do your best.

Or better yet, may all the gods who ever were bless us, and help us send the bloody bastard to hell.

What's she like, the Peeping Tammy?" "She doesn't think about it that way, and you get it when she talks. She likes people.

When one sins, one should sin magnificently.

You'll feel better after you do a mile or two.' 'Why?' From her prone position, Emma threw up her hands. 'Who says? Who decided that people all of a sudden have to do miles every damn day, or that twisting themselves into unnatural shapes is good for them? I think it's the people who sell this hideous equipment, and the ones who design all the cute little outfits like the one you're wearing.

If you walked through the woods alone, in the dark, and didn't have some sense of wonder, it was hardly worth the trip.

Shut up, shut up, she ordered herself, but nerves overwhelmed her. "You have a wonderful operation. Meara showed me around. And you're right. Alastar has spirit, and a strong will, but he's not mean. Not innately. He's just mad and unsettled, finding himself in a strange place, with people and horses he's not used to. Now he has something to prove, especially to Boyle.

I believe strongly in the threefold rule. What you send out into the universe, good or bad, comes back at you threefold. But I'd risk whatever came at me to send out something that would drop that bitch like a stone down a bottomless well for trying to hurt you or my baby.

I don't know if it helps, but I know when we lost Dad, we were all just numb, I guess. Just taking a step at a time dealing with all the horrible, practical things you have to deal with. Eventually you find yourself in another place. Some of it's familiar, some of it's not. You make something else out of it, and you know you couldn't have without the person you lost.

A place it was—or was meant to be—for prayer and good works and contemplation. But there are always some, aren't there, who believe what they believe is the only. And will do whatever it takes to force that belief on all. For me, those who would kill and burn and enslave in the name of a god, well, they don't hear the god they claim to worship. Or the god is a false and cruel one.

A thousand and a thousand times.

It's harsh. There's enough harsh in the world. I'm going to try a little optimism for a change.

I'd have taken anything you'd given. I'd have wrapped my own gauzy layers around it and convinced myself that it was right. But it would never have been right. I can't be happy, not really down-to-the-bone happy, with less than I need. And if I'm not happy, I can't make someone else happy.

That's true." And children, she thought, no matter how hard they strained for independence, were stuck. "It won't be long before you can decide for yourself. L.A., right?