Occupation: Md Birth: June 12, 1953
Only the forgotten are truly dead..
With every year that I grow older, I also draw closer to (my loved ones) to the day when we will once again be together. So I march through the deepe….
Where we go depends on what we know, and what we know depends on where we go..
Medicine is probably one of the best backgrounds for a writer to find stories. I always think cops and docs have the best background because we see s….
She was the only woman in the homicide unit, and already there had been problems between her and another detective, charges of sexual harassment, cou….
The one man you most want to sleep with may be the worst choice of all..
The heart makes its choices without weighing the consequences. It doesn't look ahead to the lonely nights that follow..
I know there’s evil in the world, and there always has been. But you don’t need to believe in Satan or demons to explain it. Human beings are perfect….
We are not as impervious as we think we are. - Dr Maura Isles.
Everything's a gamble, love most of all..
She now knew her death was inevitable, and with that acceptance came liberation. The courage of the condemned..
My childhood was spent in my local library in a San Diego suburb. It's where I became a writer - by 1st becoming a reader!.
God, it's like reality's completely shifted on me. I used to think I was standing on such solid ground. If I wanted something badly enough, I just wo….
The most intimate feeling people can share is neither love nor hate, but pain..
Sometimes, the person who could make you happiest is the one who waits patiently in the wings..
We never know until the beast of opportunity is staring us in the face..
Death does not discriminate; whether saints or sinners, in the end, all are equal..
The dead do not hurt you; only the living do..
When you're a fifty-year-old woman, no one really bothers to look at you anymore, much less value your opinion. It's hard on the old ego. But damn, i….
The most dangerous enemy in the world is the one you do not recognize..
Motherhood didn't make you stronger; it made you vulnerable and afraid of what death could steal from you..