Quotes from Kay Hooper

That would be all nice and simple, wouldn't it? Be good and go to heaven; be bad and go to hell. Black and white. Rules to live by, to keep everybody civilized. But life isn't simple, so I don't know why we expect death to be. What there is . . . is continued existence. Complex, multilayered, and unique to every individual. Just like life is.

I don't want us to be together because either of us is afraid. We have to be whole before we can share what we are with each other

if I've learned anything through all this, it's that you can't build walls around the people you care about. You can't do it to keep them near or to keep them safe. Even if they could stand the prison, that kind of control is still an illusion. To fate, the walls are made of air

I think control is an illusion we build to protect ourselves, and the larger we try to make that circle, the weaker it gets. We can't control our own destinies, much less someone else's. And even the illusion is so fragile, any change can destroy it

We should never, ever believe life- or history- holds no surprises for us. That way lies arrogance. And arrogance can blind us to the truth . . . Any truth. All truth.

he'd thought of fate as something hostile, a thief moving soundlessly in the night

Death takes people away from us all our lives. We have to move on. Or die ourselves.

our entire lives aren't planned out for us—just some things. Specific events along the way, crossroads we're meant to come to. Tests, maybe, to measure our progress. But we always have choices, and those choices can send us along an unplanned path.

If there is no God, there can be no magic

He said to tell you that when you're up to your ass in alligators, it's a little difficult to remember that your main objective was to drain the swamp.

You know, for someone who holds a position of legal authority as high as yours, you sure do like to throw away the rule book sometimes." "Knowing the rules is one thing. Following them blindly all the time is something else again.

So to catch a madman, we have to think like a madman?" "I wouldn't advise it," Cassie said very quietly. "That abyss is darker and colder than you can even imagine.

so I can vote and then bitch about it later. You can't really not vote and then bitch about what's happening. At least as a voter you try to make your voice and opinions heard.

you. They're just looking for a door so they can come back." "Door?" MacBride was frowning, plainly

He remembered those tense moments on the cliff face and kept a grin off his own face with an effort. How many women, he wondered, could have spit curses at a man while dangling from a cliff by her fingertips? With someone shooting at her? Not many.

She was one in a million, Tyler was. A strong, intelligent woman with the beauty to launch ships and the courage to follow them into battle. Kane could recall a number of past occasions when he'd been glad to have her at his side when things had gotten sticky. Tyler never waited for the cavalry to come charging to the rescue, but instead grabbed a big stick and started swinging. She'd very nearly brained him once or twice.

I make you nervous. Admit it." "I've known you barely twenty-four hours," Rafe retorted. "That isn't enough time to get used to a woman's perfume, let alone the fact that she knows without looking what kind of shorts you happen to be wearing." Isabel chuckled. "Okay, you win that round.