Quotes from J.D. Robb

Roarke made some notations on the fax—a

In time we hate that which we often fear. —William Shakespeare

See now I've got this image of some cock sitting at a swim-up bar at a resort, wearing sunshades and drinking one of those stupid drinks full of fruit and paper umbrellas." "Aw, that's cute." "It's not cute. It's mildly scary. Or disgusting. I'm not sure which. Both.

He equates his worth with his penis, and also uses it as a weapon." "Okay, now I see it wearing a gold chain and toting a blaster. Stop now.

If it matters too much, it can grind you down until you're nothing. I've been nothing. I can't be nothing ever again." "Who

When you love somebody, they've got to know who you are, even if you're not exactly who you were.

Admitting it would mean accepting some responsibility and blame, something she isn't equipped to do. Others must be blamed.

rooms, and being the NYPS-fucking-D, we have a whole division who gets off on going through electronics, records." "That's

Roarke wondered if she thought of how many more would be hers—victims and killers. And knew, as he knew her, she did.

Murder could happen, she thought as she drove to Cop Central, to anyone, anywhere, anytime.

Morris stepped back, blinked. "Well, look at you." "What?" Thrown off, Eve glanced down at herself. "You look gorgeous." She'd have been less shocked if he'd stabbed her with his scalpel. "I— What?" "Like a perfect spring day," he added as he walked over to clean his hands. "I calls 'em as I sees 'em.

Vengeance is mine; I will repay, says the Lord. —Romans 12:19

Some people relax better without the confines of clothes," Peabody said, then flushed when Eve cast a considering glance over her shoulder. "I've heard.

He couldn't lead himself out of a room made of doors.

Grief levels us. We go on, we do what's necessary, but there's a shadow on the heart.

and thought if every day started off with sex and waffles, people would maybe be less inclined to kill each other.

Anatomy and biological process aside, creating life is a miracle, and should stay that way. Yes, we can—and we should—use our knowledge and our technology to insure the health and safety of the mother and child. Eliminate birth defects and disease whenever possible. But crossing that line into designing babies? Manipulating emotions, physical appearance, mental capacity, even personality traits? That's no miracle. It's ego." The

Roarke. She had to admit, maybe just this once, she enjoyed being swept up and carried off. Yes. I always thought too much emphasis, in society, advertisement, entertainment, was put on sex. Did you? I did. Grinning, she shifted her body, quick and agile, and overbalanced him. I've changed my mind, she said as they tumbled onto the bed.

I never get to have the fun. I bet there's hair and fiber in there, and I'll be right on the scene.

I'm fascinating by the hard line you're drawing over religion.' 'it gets used too much as an excuse, a fall guy, a weapon, a con. A lot of people, maybe most, don't mean it except when it suits them.

There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, Than are dreamt of in your philosophy. —Shakespeare

Two library visits in one evening. Why, it could become a habit.

I love you." His eyes met hers briefly, and it was there. The simplicity of it. The enormity of it.

Eve found a street slot—small miracle—and decided it was worth a two and a half block hike in the snow. She imagined some cheery optimist would call the wind bracing. She hated cheery optimists. She