Quotes from Lisa Gardner

My mother would like me to start all interviews by stating that she and my father are perfectly normal. They are proud of me, and as perplexed as anyone by my novels.

Mothers hold close, fathers let go. Maybe that's the way of the world.

Once, I was my mother's daughter. Now I am my daughter's mother.

You try as a parent. You love beyond reason. You fight beyond endurance. You hope beyond despair. You never think, until the very last moment, that it still might not be enough.

You know what the difference between a cardiac surgeon and God is? God doesn't think he's a cardiac surgeon.

God was in the details.

Post-apocalyptic novels tell you that in the future there is some great war. I would tell you that most cops say that it's going on right now.

I think one of the appeals of suspense is to safely explore our innermost fears.

I still read romance, and I read suspense. I read them both. And part of it is, I like stories with strong characters, and I like stories where there's closure at the end. And I like stories where there's hope. That's a kind of empowerment. I think romance novels are very empowering, and I think suspense novels are, too.

I like to believe my suspense novels marry the strong characters from my romance writing past, with the twisty, clever plots of my mystery writing present.

Before I became a suspense novelist, I wrote romantic suspense as Alicia Scott.

All I've really ever done is write since I was 17, so I don't know anything about anything. For me to do a novel, I have to talk to people who know things. And what keeps me in suspense is that I am a crime aficionado.

Whomever speaks first gives up some power.

If you choose to do something, do it with your utmost. And remember, expect nothing and life will be velvet.

The world is a complex place and only idiots and assholes think they know it all.

Which is why she'd fallen desperately in love the first time she'd met Sharlah. She'd looked into her foster daughter's eyes and she'd known her. Just . . . known her. Sharlah's fears, anxieties, fragile hope, bone-deep strength. Rainie saw all of her daughter. And she loved her, not in spite of her weaknesses, but because of them. Sharlah was a fighter.

When you buried your child, was it like imparting your greatest treasure into the sanctity of nature? Love You More

why worry about the monster beneath the bed when a very real bogeyman sleeps on top of it?

And part of brilliance isn't just solving a problem; it's seeing a problem no one else realizes is a problem yet.

And a man and woman should fight. Frankly, they should have a good head-to-head battle about every six months, then make love until they break the box springs.

I want to cry but I don't. I don't. There are pieces of yourself, so many pieces of yourself, that, once you give away, you cannot get back again.

Kendinize ait parçalar vard?r, say?s?z parçalar, bunlar? bir kez feda ederseniz bir daha asla yerine koyamazs?n?z.

It's so much easier to fall in love, and so much more complicated to fall out of it.

Later came the hard knowledge that no one can save you from yourself.