Quotes About Quote

Ruth is a healthful vegetarian and I've been on the Godiva plan.

new "fact of life" (one that conformed to the secret nature of the sun) became the magical formula of the aeon; life comes from death.

guarded by height-challenged mining engineers

The song and the silence in the heart, That in part are prophecies, and in part Are longings wild and vain

Ria snorted. "Leo's pride rarely leaves the plains. What are they supposed to mate? The zebras?

Oh yeah? Nathan arched his brows. What's better the SEALs, Uncle? Hell? Been there, still take trips." Noah to Jordan

And you can shove your apology. If it can come out of your damned mouth, then you can stand by it.

Commander Breaker, do I ask your advice on how to run the Bureau?" Jonas growled when the look had no effect on Rule. "You don't have to ask," Rule quipped deliberately. "I believe I offer on a fairly regular basis.

Strange, her horoscope hadn't mentioned to beware of crazy kidnappers or demented desert sheikhs this week.

Only Jonas would have his claws manicured and honed to dangerous points.

Oh yeah? Nathan arched his brows. What's better the SEALs, Uncle? Hell? Been there, still take trips.

I must be besotted," he said evenly. "I have the imbecilic idea that you're the prettiest girl I've ever seen. Except for your coiffure," he added, with a disgusted glance at the coils and plumes and pearls. "That is ghastly." She scowled. "Your romantic effusions leave me breathless.

I see you overdosed on vitamin bitch today

Be smart and take your pert little ass out the door and away from danger." Pert little ass? Frowning, she looked behind herself. From what she could see, her ass—pert or otherwise—looked nonexistent thanks to the shape of her skirt.

Take it easy, Grace, Noah told her as he stepped into his slacks. According to Ben she's doing fine now and is kicking up a fuss at all the attention. To quote Ben, 'She's pitching a bitch about looking old and frail.

And don't call them terrorists: that's for the settlers. Call them rebels, or revolutionaries. (Looking off with his own sad irony) Or fools. But never terrorists.

A story can be like a mad, lovely visitor, with whom you spend a rather exciting weekend

I had one elegantly folded cookie—a short paper nerve baked in an ear.

You have a choice, she told the class. The whorish emptiness of lies or the straightlaced horrors of truth.

As a feminist you mustn't blame the other woman," a neighbor told her. "As a feminist I request that you no longer speak to me," Kit replied.)

Also, he had the kind of mustache a college roommate of hers used to say looked like it had crawled up to find a warm spot to die.

Unless you have a life of great importance, she said, regrets are stupid, crumpled-up tickets to a circus that has already left town.

Bucks, doe — thank God everything boils down to money, I always say. During mating season the doe constructs a bed for herself, and then she urinates all around the outside of it. That's how she gets her mate. So that's it, murmured Odette. I was always peeing in the bed.

Unless you have a life of great importance, regrets are stupid, crumpled-up tickets to a circus that has already left town.