“I'm not going anywhere.” Gently, he stroked her back, cradled her head. Was there anything more astounding or more frightening to a man, he wondered….

Love is not enough. But, it is the rock on which all else stands..

It takes a lot of spine and stomach to make yourself into something when no one gives you a foundation..

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

How's it going down there?" "It's weird. They're too polite, they talk funny, and stuff has too much shine on it. But the coffee's worse than Central….

Better, Cilla thought, to be alone on a quiet night than to be alone in a crowd. Much better..

I don't think I am a traditional romantic who thinks about candlelight dinners and wonders if my husband is going to bring me flowers, though I'm del….

Life is like a moustache. It can be wonderful or terrible. But it always tickles..

Shannon: Only the living suffered. Only they were riddled with guilt and regret and unanswered questions..

Something your father wouldn't have told you, he began. Taking blood, it leaves a mark on you. No matter how it's done, or how it's justified, it lea….

Why are you always smiling? What do you know?.

‘Was that like a cookie?’ she wondered. ‘Hmmm?’ ‘You know, have a cookie. You'll feel better.’ She put her hands on either side of his face, lifting ….

But Roarke doesn't feel weird about it. He's full of it, the love, I mean. And when he loves me, things that never worked in me did - do. It was easi….

It looks like Armani and Cartier went to war..

Women are the worst. They zero in on some guy.Oh boy, he's the one, gotta get me that one. So they do. Then they spend the rest of their time trying ….

He shook his head and eyed Roarke. "You don't look like a cop." "I'm not and thank you for noticing..

That has not yet been put to the test. I got my fourth-degree black belt this winter. When I make martial arts noises, thousands flee in terror. Don'….

He looked around when he heard a window-rattling roar. "Earthquake? Volcano? Nuclear war?" "Beaver," Peter told him. "I don't care if it is Alaska, y….

People [are] as much a source of entertainment as they [are] a source of irritation. it keep[s] things balanced..

He Sipped his coffee, watched the flames. "You gave me my life, you did," He insisted when Summerset made a protesting sound. "And I worked-in my fas….

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..