Quotes from J.D. Robb

Alone, Roarke took the gray fabric button from his pocket, the one he'd found on the floor of his limo. The one that had fallen from the jacket of that drab gray suit she'd worn the first time he'd seen her.

He'd have made billions on this, Eve added. Grossed. I'll say it's gross. No, no. It was a relief to laugh. Gross income. It would cost-has to cost enormously to run the labs, develop the technology, the school, the network. The net income would be substantial, I'd think, but Eve, the cost, the risk? I think you're looking at a labor of love.

I'll tell you that whatever you feel for anyone, however much love's inside you, there's more of it when you have a child. You can't understand it until you've experienced it. And it doesn't change as they grow into men, into women. It just grows with them.

And I want a mansion in Connecticut with a pool boy named Steve.

What she too often saw as dependence should have been accepted as unity.

dangling from her ear. "Yeah, and I buy it from the street stall on Lex." "I don't," he said easily. "You take this back." She started to pull

O love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill or field or river: Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow for ever and for ever. —Alfred, Lord Tennyson

Eve yanked out her communicator. "Peabody, get an E and B team to the Empire State Building, another to the Twin Towers, one more to the Statue of Liberty. You and McNab cover the Empire State, get Feeney down to the Towers.

I don't know if it's scientifically possible, but I swear there's about six months' worth of trapped boy-farts in this room.

Because you believed in me, you pushed me, and you taught me, I've got it." "That's not entirely untrue." Eve tipped the chair back, put the heel of one boot on the desk. "But if you hadn't believed in yourself, pushed yourself, and learned, I wouldn't have done you a damn bit of

It's rare in war for either side to consider the innocent." Why

The Church ruling is very clear. And rules often ignore the human and the individual factor. I think God ignores nothing. I think His compassion for His children is infinite. I can't believe, in my heart, God closes his door to those in pain, to those in desperation.

Now, the two of you remember: People who act like assholes get treated like assholes.

He stroked the cat's neck and sent him into ecstasy.

You continue to not be and asshole, Kyung. I do my best to maintain that benchmark.

I got some news anyway. She dropped her hands. Mavis is knocked up. Oh my God. Mavis was attacked? No, it was Leonardo. Mira clutched a hand to her breast. Shock radiated onto her face. Leonardo? Leonardo beat Mavis? Beat her? No, he banged her. You know, knocked her up. Confused, Eve shook her head, then began to laugh as the light dawned. Sperm meets egg, she managed as she had her first genuine laugh of the day. She's pregnant.

People handle pain differently, Peabody said as she bagged the laptop. Like you. You pretend it's not there. Like it's a personal insult and you're going to ignore it so it'll go away. Me, I go straight for the holistic stuff. Early childhood training. But if that doesn't work, it's better living through chemistry. And guys, like my brothers and my dad, they whine. A guy gets sick he reverts to babyhood. Which includes temper tantrums.

Licensed, regulated, taxed, safe. People pay for therapy, for physical training," he added, nodding at the board. "For spiritual guidance, and so on and so on. People pay for all manner of basic needs, and others train to provide those needs. Sex is a basic need.

matron of honor, that's where I'd advise you

Eve shuffled her feet, then sat. Then rubbed a hand over Peabody's thigh. You're just going to puff up his ego if he finds out you're crying over him. He's already hard to live with.

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.

life is never as long as we want it to be, and wasted time can never be recovered." A

life was full of the ludicrous that ended in bloody murder.

Even on an image, Eve could see this was a man who hunted down what or who he wanted, bagged it, used it, and didn't bother with frivolities such as trophies. And yes, she thought, this was a man who could kill if and when it suited him. He would do so coolly, methodically, and without breaking a sweat.