Nora Roberts: Trending quotes (page 3)

“The wounded recognized the wounded.”

“A woman who can threaten your life before breakfast is the only sort of woman worth having.”

“So does that mean you're going to fall in love with me again?
What makes you think i ever stopped?”

“Evil cannot and will not be vanquished by evil. Dark will only swallow dark and deepen. The good and the light are the keenest weapons.”

“You spend your life getting walked on, you learn to recognize the tread.”

“Be yourself. Be true to that, to your heart. Patience. See what happens if you step back instead of bounding forward.”

“When something comes easy, you usually let it go the same way.”

“The polite thing would be to go back inside, give you privacy when you read it. But, I’m just not that mature.'
'It’s nothing. Fine.' Feeling foolish, Laurel opened the envelope.”

“It’s never simple.” Avery slid an arm around Hope’s waist. “It shouldn’t be. Because being with someone should matter enough to be at least a little bit complicated.”

“What if there's a fire?" Glenna said sweetly, and Cian merely smiled. "Then I guess you'd better open a window, and fly.”

“love wasn't the soft, silky words the poets spoke of. Love, with it's twin edges, was the one factor that weakened so many women, that pushed them to compromised their own wants, their own needs for the needs and wants of another.”

“There was nothing like a Saturday - unless it was the Saturday leading up to the last week of school and into summer vacation. That of course was all the Saturdays of your life rolled into one big shiny ball.”

“If you’re looking for the full deal, the till-death deal, then look at me. No one’s ever going to love you, stick by you, understand how you work the way I do.
(Malcolm Kavanaugh)”

“I can fix a bad page. I can't fix a blank page.”

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

“I do not feel obliged in my reading. I read to be entertained and to relax, and to go into another world, not because it's good for me.”

“Broken hearts healed. Maybe the cracks were always there, like thin scars, but they healed. People lived and worked, laughed and ate, walked and talked with those cracks

For many, even the scars healed and they loved again.”

“The tune was sad, as the best of Ireland was, melancholy and lovely as a lover's tears.”

“Good fiction creates its own reality.”