Quotes from J.D. Robb

I keep thinking, well, this'll settle down. It's bound to level off and settle down. But it doesn't. Even when things are just going smooth and we're just....living, I can look at you, and I've got no breath left. Every minute with you, I'm alive. I never knew before there were pieces of me unborn, just waiting for you. I'm alive with you, Eve She sighted, touched his cheek. We'd better get out of here. We're getting mush all over the pool.

If we do, I want to be the bad cop." "You're a lousy bad cop, Feeney. Face it." He gave her a mournful look. "I outrank you, Dallas." "I'm primary, and I'm better at bad cop. Live with it." "I always have to be the good cop," he muttered as they stepped into a well-lighted hallway with more marble, more gilt.

Cakes of rice are not a snack. I suspect them of evil deeds for this alone.

Traffic was a bitch, but, then again, Eve thought, so was she.

You can't make this shit up.

She strode away, steeling both her heart and her belly against the hurt. It wasn't just the body, she thought, that could shatter. And it wasn't only fists and pipes and bats that could shatter it.

But, Christ on a tricycle, Roarke, this is going to be a pain in my ass.

I crossed the line." "The line shifts." Now he gave those shoulders a quick, impatient shake. "If the law, if justice has no compassion, no fluidity, no humanity, how is it justice?

He wore command as he wore his suit—a good fit with clean lines.

The sudden power and punch of the kiss rocked her back on her heels, and made her wonder if little beams of sunlight were shooting out of her fingertips.

Damn it, Roarke, he's going to come back and poke at me, and try to make me drink one of his weird brews. I just need a hot shower. Let me up. Have a heart." "I do, and it's yours.

When someone believes they're smarter, more talented, just plain more right than anyone else, and they harbor this kind of need, they're very, very dangerous.

Parenthood always has its individual structure. And it's a risky business. You do your best.

I read this article about how what you wear under your clothes is all about what makes you feel empowered and in control. It's the Under You.

Bet you didn't see that coming," she murmured. "I didn't, no. If I'd realized rapping your head would turn you into an insatiable sexual maniac who'd use me so brutally, I'd have cold-cocked you long before this.

I wouldn't change a moment of the time, good or bad, we've had together since I first turned and locked eyes on you. What a jolt that was through me. I've never recovered. - Roarke

Bad guys, in their various forms, on their various levels, didn't take time off.

But he knows me better than I figured. He knows she matters to me." "And he'll count on that messing you up. You gonna let it?

It stunned him how much he could want her still, baffled him that she could be blind to how helpless he was under the clawing need for her. It infuriated him that she could, simply by existing, be his weakness. 'Hold

Nature, nurture, both matter, both form us. But at some point, at so many points, the choices we make, the paths we take, they define us.

One might be a coincidence." Hands on her hips, she turned back. "Put them together it's a pattern.

You have to believe the lie to live it, to make others see you the way you need to be seen.

I've never understood the appeal of anything referred to as 'hash.

And don't climb on your golden horse with me, Roarke. Don't you even start. That would be 'high horse,' Lieutenant.