Nora Roberts Quotes

Men shake hands after they beat each other up; we eat chocolate.

Please let me go." "Anna." He lowered his brow to hers. "Don't ask me to do that, because I don't think I can live without you. Take a chance, roll the dice. Come with me.

The outward appearance would never indicate they were brothers. (...) But she could see that at the moment they were as united as triplets in the womb.

The purest magic is in the heart.

He loves me." "You sound surprised." "Nobody ever did. Not like this. It's easy to say, for some people. The words. But it's not just words with Roarke. He sees inside me, and it doesn't matter.

Men are boys in bigger packages.

That was the biggest problem with getting used to someone, she thought. You were lonely when they weren't there.

Ive gotten to know a number of readers from being online, and really treasure the time Ive spent with them.

You bring the color and the life. It's a lucky man who is offered that color and life, and a wise one who values it.

Nature will kill you without a minute's thought, and in nastier ways than a crazy guy with agun. It doesn't make her any less beautiful.

For over a year I continued to submit mss, and have them rejected - the last few with rejection letters indicated the story was pretty good, but I was American.

You saved me, Eve." He watched her blink in absolute shock. "What you are, what I feel for you, what we are together saved me." He kept his eyes on hers as he kissed her.

Once she'd been a victim- helpless, used, and broken. Now, she was a warrior.

Every single book is a challenge.

Actually, I find it great fun to develop family series with lots of characters.

You can't argue with math, Carter. You'll always lose.

Give them your brains, girl, never your guts.

Marriage is a land mine. A really intimate land mine. Adultery to kitchen fires. Never a dull [moment].

When you reach for the stars, you lose blood and tears. That's something you should remember.

Retirement wasn't a reward at the end of a well-run career ... it was a void surrounded by endless dull hours, haunted by memories of work.

Love didn't run on logic. It didn't follow neat lines or a list of priorities.

You're going to be unemployed if you really think you just have to sit around and wait for the muse to land on your shoulder.

I don't let myself believe in writer's block. I feel very strongly writing is habit as much as an art or a craft. And if you write crap, you're still writing.

Not everyone who loves music can play the tune.Estelle

Don't turn your back on your own happiness just to hug your pride.

Damn me to hell or take me to heaven, but for Gods sake, do it now....

He wanted to be a poet, ' someone else put in while Maggie hugged Tim and patted his back. 'Said he'd only lacked the words to be one.

The story was told, generation by generation, in song and in story, until time misted it into myth and legend. But some believed, as legends brought comfort.

I want you. I want you under me and over me and around me. And you want.

Remind me not to piss you off Red. You might aim for the heart and shoot me in the balls.

Change--savor the cool, fresh flavor of it.

Brother, when beauty falls into your hand, you hold on to it while you can. You could be dead tomorrow.Well, that’s... inspiring.

You walked in, and the air changed. It gives you an advantage and you're enough of a challenge. I'm not trying to be a challenge. It's one of the things that makes you one.

My own brother calling me a brickhead. Sneering faeries insulting me. Women punching me in the face. How much more am I to swallow in one bloody day?

Fictional people are people, too, otherwise why would we care what happens to them?

Grayson: Fiction is just a lie anyway.Brianna: But it's not - it's a different kind of truth - it would be your truth at the time of the writing, wouldn't it?

Take a few minutes.""No. He's already had more of my time than he was entitled to."Yes, he thought as she walked out of his office. Very much like her grandmother.

Family’s the luck of the draw, Lena. What you make of yourself, because of or despite it, that’s where the spine and heart come in.

All he'd learned was that love was a jewel with too many facets to count. Strength and weakness running side by side through it. And that no one could give or take it with any less than an open hand.

Creative is my god. Technology my cherished lover.

Knowing isn't always believing.

Words have magic. Spells and curses. Some of them, the best of them, once said change everything.

I'm going to treat myself to one of these as a reward for not knocking himself unconscious with a skillet.

A bit of sniffles and men are more work than a brood of babies.

You have to believe in it to get it...

Anyone who said money didn't matter had never had to count the coins that fell between the cushions of the couch.

Niall: We're tossed by the winds of fate. Once we end where they blow us, we make of ourselves that we will.

I can't believe what a state I got myself into over this. Everyone was right. They said it would just happen, and it did. I guess the best things do.

He hated this feeling of free-floating, just drifting from place to place, thought to thought, without any sense of anchor or root.

Compromise isn't so painful if you're the one setting the terms.