Quotes from Nora Roberts

Temper was a vicious dog that snapped at both their throats.

Cold shoulders are a predictable reaction, and predictability is tedious.

There, that wasn't so hard. He ran his hands over her shoulders as relief pumped into him. But you didn't say it in Italian. It sounds really great in Italian. You idiot. Ti amo. She laughed, launching herself at him.

chest, shut off her air. "Are you sure?

Does the smell of pumpkin pie piss you off?

I enjoy a good brood myself, though most often I prefer just punching something and being done with it.

THE BOY A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts. —Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

I wouldn't have a now without you.

reflection enter the room. "I hadn't expected to

lashes at him. "I never would have guessed." His lips twitched before he lifted the bottle to them. "Nothing personal." "Of course not. I don't like rude, arrogant men. That's nothing personal

Love, the strong grip of it, steadied him.

The teller of the tale is nothing compared to the tale itself.

You're all right, young Magee. You're all right. Since you are, I'll tell you this. That lovely lass inside Gallagher's won't settle for less in a man than hot blood, a strong backbone, and a clever brain. I'm considering you have all three.

She led the way in, long strides on long legs that had Iona quickening her pace to keep up. Iona saw a room off to the side, jumbled and crowded with riding hats, leg protectors, some boots. A lean tabby sidled out, gave Iona a look as measuring as Meara's had been, then strolled outside.

Sophia? Che? What? You kick ass. She opened her eyes again, and her smile came slow and sharp. Damn straight

it, if you'll trust me." She laid her

Knowing something's not good for you doesn't stop you from wanting it.

What are they playing?" Shannon asked. The fiddler was joined by a piper and another who played

life's marked along the way, darlin', by the deeds we do, for good or ill. Those we leave behind judge those marks, and remember.

It goes that youth is wasted on the young, but I'm of a mind that the young waste youth.

I loved him very much. Losing him cut me in two, the part that just wanted to lie down and die, and the part that had to go through the grief and the anger and the motions—and live." "Takes courage to live." Her

IN THE LIGHT LIVE THE BRAVE.

There be none of Beauty's daughters/ With a magic like thee/ And like music on the waters/ Is thy sweet voice to me.

Yeah." It was all Cam could say.