Quotes from J.D. Robb

I'd blow your mind with it. I'm talking hashtag-phone-gasm, right? I mean, I don't even know what all it can do yet and I'm on it all the time. You know?

Mira got to her feet. "People who expect perfection in a mate miss a lot of fun—and sweetness.

Music on," he ordered, and the swelling sounds of the aria from Carmen he'd already programmed into the entertainment system filled the room. Gorgeous, he thought

Gossip needn't be false to be evil—there's a lot of truth that shouldn't be passed around.

I cannot think of any need in childhood as strong as the need for a father's protection. —Sigmund Freud

Kindness isn't a job, Eve, it's a choice.

Her body arched backward so forcefully that he almost lost her to the sea. He was so startled by her sudden

Give her a cooey-dooey—" "Mavis!" "What?" "Mavis, I'm saying this for your own good. You have to stop the insanity. You sound like a moron." "I know." Mavis's eyes, currently purple, rolled. "I can hear myself, but I can't stop. It's like a drug. So

Our differences are only skin deep, but our sames go down to the bone.

Out of terrible times, perhaps more than ordinary ones, heroes and villains spring. Sometimes there's little difference between them but a choice, and the choice made defines them. Look at the choices.

What do you think hooks people together? Besides the physical. I mean, sex hooks all sorts of people together that don't work.

When you want something, you find a way to get it. You wanted me." Reaching over, he danced his fingers over the back of her hand. "And I've got you, don't I?" "Because I wanted you back. I mean, think of the coffee alone. I'd've been a fool to say no.

Nothing legal makes you feel that good, honey. Or that mean. And she was feeling good and mean.

My love for you is a fearsome thing, Dallas. - Roarke

You can't play trade the victim here, Dallas.

Was there anything more astounding or more frightening to a man, he wondered, than a strong woman in tears?

She rubbed away tears, but couldn't stop them. "And he's talking about visitations and miracles, and I'm thinking: But what about before? What about the terror and the pain and the horrible helplessness? What about that? Because I'm not dead, and I can still feel it. Do you have to be dead not to feel it anymore?" Her voice broke. Roarke felt the crack in his own heart.

Quero vê-lo morto, mas ele já está morto - Roarke fletiu os nós dos dedos doridos. - Por isso não posso fazer nada. E ainda assim, quero enfiar-lhe os punhos na cara; queria ter-lhe arrancado o coração do peito antes mesmo de ele ter encostado um dedo em ti. Daria tudo o que tenho se o pudesse fazer. Mas em vez disso, não posso fazer nada.

This guy knows his electronics, so he took basic precautions with his personal data, but—take a hike, She-Body, this is my area.

People speak of the heart, Lieutenant, but it's the brain that holds all the magic and mystery of the human species. It elevates us, separates us, defines us as individuals. And the secrets of it—well, it's doubtful we'll ever know them all.

Red's just dark pink when you think about it." When

Titles by J. D. Robb Naked in Death Glory in Death Immortal in Death Rapture in Death Ceremony in Death Vengeance in Death Holiday in Death Conspiracy in Death Loyalty in Death Witness in Death Judgment in Death Betrayal

He wore a white lab coat that fluttered to the floor. It was one of his few affectations, the coat that flapped and swirled like a highwayman's cape whenever he walked down the corridors.

It's funny how a near death experience makes you realize not making time is wasting time.