Quotes from J.D. Robb

Roarke had to deal with her moods. It was in the marriage rules.

First line] "The business of murder took time, patience, skill, and a tolerance for the monotonous.

I like ass-watching." Peabody settled herself in comfortably."When I see one bigger than mine, it makes me feel good. When I see one smaller, it helps me resist eating a whole bunch of cookies. It's a productive hobby, my ass-watching

He was heading over the line when he strutted in here thinking he could rattle his federal balls at me.

You go into marriage, you plow a road. You're going to hit rough patches, and some may be rougher and last longer than others, but you've got choices to make. You work to smooth them out, you hold until they do, or they don't. You stick with the road, or you get off. But you don't do something to make it worse, don't do something that maybe makes you feel better for the short term while it sucker punches the person you're married to.

You're still carrying Africa, but it's eroding at the edges. Great. We're destroying the Dark Continent.

No one, she tought as the breath trembled through her lips, no one had ever looked at her as he did. In a way that told her she was the center

I know love, and what it does to you, for you. I know that it can bloom out of friendship, or that friendship can open out of love. Both are precious. And when you have both, there's little that can't be done.

i got lucky

Don't make threats unless you intend to follow through.

Marriage is a freaking minefield.

Eve: Where's Mister Scary? Roarke: Summerset has the night off. Eve: You mean the house is Summerset-free? Damn shame we have to waste it with work.

The music room's in the next wing. We can have coffee and brandy there." "I doubt we'd share the same taste in music, Roarke." "You might be surprised," he murmured, "at what we share." He touched her cheek again, this time sliding his hand around until it cupped the back of her neck. "At what we will share.

Friends give you a cushion for the fall, even when you think you don't need or want one.

Her brows lifted as his hands got busy on her butt. I'm on duty, Roarke. Your hands are currently rubbing the ass of a working cop. That only makes it more exciting. He shifted to nibble her neck. Want to break a few laws?

Love makes saints or sinners out of men.

He's a fine young man, and one who loves you without restrictions. Finding a mate, a true one, is a rare and precious thing." And the heart of the heart, she thought. Yes, he'd found that, too. "I don't even know how it happened, but even when he pisses me off, I'm grateful every day it did." "The best possible description for a good marriage.

Well now, this must be love. You sharing the biscuits." "They're cookies. Biscuits are hot bread you smother in butter or gravy. Remember which side of the Atlantic you're on, ace.

Mm-hmm. You know, lip dye isn't a crime in this state. You ought to try it. I've been kind of busy. You're always kind of busy. You're not using the eye gel I gave you. You can't find a minute twice a day for eye gel? You want bags and wrinkles? You got the finest piece of man-candy on and off planet, and you want him looking at your face with bags and wrinkles? What are you going to do when he dumps you for a woman who takes time to maintain her face? Kill him.

A lot of nasty things grow out of love if it isn't ... tended right. Jealousy, hate, resentment, suspicion.

He watched, somewhat fascinated as she swished a slice of bacon through the pool of syrup. His steely-minded cop had the appetite of a five-year-old.

No matter your race, creed, sexual orientation, or political affiliation, we protect and serve. Because you could get dead.'" "Even if you were an asshole. We added an addendum." On

It's always a pleasure watching you wake up, he commented. But sometimes I wonder if you want me only for my coffee. Well... She grinned at him and sipped again. I really like the food, too. And the sex isn't bad.

Neither of them knew what it was to be family, to have family, to make a family. They knew cruelty, abuse, abandonment. She wondered if that was why they had come together. They both understood what it was to have nothing, to know fear and hunger and despair- and both had remade themselves.