Those big blue eyes were swimming, and he was afraid that if the first tear fell, he would break and carry her… — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
Somethings in life are out of your control. you can make it a party or a tragedy. Or, you could refuse to… — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
‘Was that like a cookie?’ she wondered. ‘Hmmm?’ ‘You know, have a cookie. You'll feel better.’ She put her hands on either… — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
I’ve been happy alone and I’ve been unhappy without you. I never wanted to depend on anyone, or to let myself care… — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
He wanted to be a poet,' someone else put in while Maggie hugged Tim and patted his back. 'Said he'd only lacked… — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
He had realised that most vital of humanities. he had touched lives. And he had raised three boys that no one had… — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
I'll walk you back,"he said with such apparently boundless amiability that Diana wanted to deck him. "That isn't necessary," she began as… — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
What do you know about life? " Bitterness ached in her throat. " You were born with everything. You never had to… — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
“Why stop now? Seduce me, Brian.I dare you." "I've always found it hard to turn aside a dare.” — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
“Flowers that had bloomed brilliant from spring through autumn blackened under the killing frost.” — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
“He's back in Maine now.She did say he badgered her with questions. Of course, she didn't have the answer until she spoke to me… — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
“Every professor worth his PhD should have a fireplace in his study.” — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
“Sorry, bad wing." When Theo kissed him, surprise and pleasure flustered him. He couldn't remember the last time this boy, this young man, had… — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
“No point in wishing for what you can't have. - Blair What's the point in wishing for what you can and do? - Larken” — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
“Grayson: Fiction is just a lie anyway. Brianna: But it's not - it's a different kind of truth - it would be your truth… — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
“I was going to make a confession. Then I remembered I don't make them very well. We still need to see the monkeys." "You… — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
You can't write well what you don't read for pleasure. If it doesn't entertain you, it's not going to entertain anyone else. — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
