Quotes from Nora Roberts

Was there anything more powerful than the ability to create beauty?

THEY USED LIGHT, NOT DARK, TO CLOAK THE COTTAGE AND ALL IN IT. If Cabhan looked, as shadow, as man, as wolf, he would see only the light, the colors, hear only music, laughter.

De quantos clichés, pensou Malory, precisava um homem para atenuar o impacto de um soco?

Sweet dreams only," she murmured, touching the charm she'd hung over the beds of her babies. "Safe and sound

Love, she thought, should not come with such quick intensity. It should flow slowly, with tenderness and gentle feelings. It shouldn't stab like a sword, striking without warning, without mercy. How could one love what one could not understand?

Meara and Boyle must stay inside the circle—at all costs. Not just to protect yourselves." Branna turned to them.

She looks like something poets write about, right down to the sad eyes.

would only lead to trouble. She took a solemn

through all the night. All you are and all you see hold you through dark into light.

A handy man's worth his weight in gold. You

Todos procuram. Os afortunados encontram. (...) Os sensatos aceitam.

Know thyself. —Inscribed on the Temple of Apollo at Delphi What we have to learn to do, we learn by doing. —Aristotle CHAPTER ELEVEN She lay flat on her back on thick grass under a brilliantly blue sky.

Connor Sean Michael O'Dwyer! Get your arse down here

If a man had to wear heeks they'd be outlawed across the land. Festive in death: chapter 15

saw, and haul. "Yeah, that's

Where your treasure is, there will your heart be also. —MATTHEW 6:21

battle, then light fragrance candles so

profession." "Art

I blurted it out, like a big announcement. 'I'm gay!'" She laughed a little, stroked Marco's cheek. "What did he say?" "He said he hoped one day, when I was grown and ready, I'd find a man worthy of me, and not to settle for less. 'Be true to yourself, Marco,' he said, 'and anyone who tries to make your truth a lie or shameful isn't worth a single one of your thoughts.

THE WIND KICKED high and hard, ahead of the rain. Lightning slashed over the hills in whips of eerie blue, blinding white. It struck a cotton-wood in the near pasture, cleaving it like an ax. Ozone burned the air like a sorcerer's potion.

Não acredito que o Pitte ou a Rowena queiram fazer-nos mal. Além disso, sei tomar conta de mim. - Porque será que as mulheres dizem sempre isso depois de se meterem numa grande alhada? - Porque os homens vêm sempre atrás delas a tornar as coisas piores.

Books are the world.

FOR NOW, FOREVER

Four of us outside it, against him, are stronger than three.