There are things in the human mind that are not meant to be seen or touched, things seldom even acknowledged by our conscious selves. Fantasies, impulses, rages, hatreds, primitive instincts. They're buried deep, usually, and that's where they belong. — Kay Hooper Copy Share Image
“Yes, I also came home to settle my father's estate." "Would you have come home if it hadn't also been your job?" "I think… — Kay Hooper Copy Share
“Jesus. Chicago, Kansas City, Denver, Phoenix, L.A., and Seattle, plus two small towns she'd never heard of in the Gulf Coast region. The unit… — Kay Hooper Copy Share
“What about free will? . . . There's that too. I never understood why people think they're mutually exclusive. Ask me, our entire lives… — Kay Hooper Copy Share
“He remembered those tense moments on the cliff face and kept a grin off his own face with an effort. How many women, he… — Kay Hooper Copy Share
But in real life, happily-ever-after is just the beginning. It's where life starts. — Kay Hooper Copy Share
“But the restlessness Quentin had been conscious of last night had shifted abruptly into a deep, cold sense of foreboding this morning when Diana… — Kay Hooper Copy Share
“he'd thought of fate as something hostile, a thief moving soundlessly in the night” — Kay Hooper Copy Share
“She was one in a million, Tyler was. A strong, intelligent woman with the beauty to launch ships and the courage to follow them… — Kay Hooper Copy Share
“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… — Kay Hooper Copy Share
“And here she was, in the middle of a tangled situation she didn't remember or understand, painfully aware that a killer or killers on… — Kay Hooper Copy Share
“Samantha said, "I should be at the carnival. I have things to do." "Sam, do we have to keep arguing about this?" He handed… — Kay Hooper Copy Share
“Quentin found it hard not to blame her doctors, and especially her father, for not being open-minded enough to at least consider the possibility… — Kay Hooper Copy Share
Maybe that's what is means to be human . . . forever questioning our certainties. — Kay Hooper Copy Share
