“Excuse me? Tonight you represent every dateless woman in this city, every woman who's about to sit down to a lonely meal of Weight Watchers past primavera she's just nuked in the microwave. Every woman who will get into bed tonight with a book or reruns of Sex and the City as her only companion. You are our shining hope....But no pressure.”
― Nora Roberts, quote from High Noon
“People who say not to speak ill of the dead are hypocrites, because you can take it ot the bank they're thinking ill.”
― Nora Roberts, quote from High Noon
“The man was useless as tits on a bull, but he didn't deserve to die like that.”
― Nora Roberts, quote from High Noon
“Or she could remember that sometimes pride was less important than doing what had to be done. She”
― Nora Roberts, quote from High Noon
“She put it away, locked up the turmoil that seeing, hearing, watching Arnie Meeks had made swirl inside her. No time, no place for it now. It would come back, she knew, spurting”
― Nora Roberts, quote from High Noon
“up to twist her belly into knots. When it did, she’d just have to find a way to uncoil them until there was time, until there was a place. She had a whole checklist of priorities ahead of that one. On”
― Nora Roberts, quote from High Noon
“I thought I was pretty damn clever. She said that was all right, she’d make three wishes. The first was that I wouldn’t piss this money away being an idiot and forgetting I had”
― Nora Roberts, quote from High Noon
“some brains. The second was that I take this opportunity, this gift, and make something of myself. I guess I looked like a balloon that had its air pricked out, because she laughed and laughed, and she gave me a slap on the arm. She told me if I needed to give her something, if I needed to do that to be happy, she’d like a pair of red shoes with heels and open toes. Size nine. Wouldn’t she be some sight going to church Sundays in those red shoes?”
― Nora Roberts, quote from High Noon
“swear, being in a hospital’s like being in a den of vampires. They never get enough of your blood.”
― Nora Roberts, quote from High Noon
“One of the layers was old hurts. How had he managed to bury that? She knew a lot about old hurts, and just how hard they were to keep down in the cellar of things. He didn’t wear his wounds as a point of pride, and many did. He might brood over them from time to time, and she appreciated a good brood herself. But he didn’t appear to let those old wounds, those old scars run his life. On”
― Nora Roberts, quote from High Noon
“weeping, her eyes exhausted from worry. “I did my best. I did all”
― Nora Roberts, quote from High Noon
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“CUSTOMER: These books are really stupid, aren’t they?
BOOKSELLER: Which ones?
CUSTOMER: You know, the ones where animals like cats and mice are best friends.
BOOKSELLER: I suppose they’re not very realistic, but then that’s fiction.
CUSTOMER: They’re more than unrealistic; they’re really stupid.
BOOKSELLER: Well, writers use that kind of thing to teach kids about accepting people different to themselves, you know?
CUSTOMER: Yeah, well, books shouldn’t pretend that different people get on like that and that everything is ‘la de da’ and wonderful, should they? Kids should learn that life’s a bitch, and the sooner the better.”
― Jen Campbell, quote from Weird Things Customers Say in Bookshops
“Are you eating?" I asked. "You have to keep up your strength."
"All of a sudden you're grown and worrying about me, instead of the other way around. Seems like yesterday you were just a little boy.”
― Yōko Ogawa, quote from Revenge
“Last night I had the dream again. Except it's not a dream I know because when it comes for me, I'm still awake.
There's my desk. The map on the wall. The Stuffed animals I don't play with anymore but don't want to hurt Dad's feelings by sticking in the closet I might be in bed. I might be just standing there, looking foe a missing sock. Then i'm gone.
it doesn't just show me somthing this time, it takes me from here to THERE> standing on the bank of a river of fire. A thousand wasps in my head. Fighting and dying inside my skull, their bodies piling up against the backs of me eyes. Stinging and stinging.
Dad's voice. Somewhere across the river. Calling my name. I've never heard him sound like that before. He's so frightened he can't hide it, even though he tries (he ALWAYS tries).
The dead boy floats by.
Facedown. So I wait for his head to pop up, show the holes where his eye used to be, say somthing with his blue lips. One of the terrible things it might make him do. But he just passes like a chunk of wood. I've never been here before, but I know it's real. The river is the line between this place and the Other Place. And I'm on the wrong side. There's a dark forest behind me but that's not what it is. I try to get to where Dad is. My toes touch the river and it sings with pain. Then there's arms pulling me back. Dragging me into the trees. They feel like a man's arms but it's not a man that sticks its fingers into my mouth. Nails that scratch the back of my throat. Skin that tastes like dirt. But just before that, before I'm back in my room with my missing sock in my hand, I realize I've been calling out to Dad just like he's been calling out to me. Telling him the same thing the whole time. Not words from my mouth through the air, but from my heart through the earth, so only the two of us could hear it.
FIND ME”
― Andrew Pyper, quote from The Demonologist
“She could hear her brothers goofing off on the other side of the large, circular lookout. Maybe they’d take their games too far and fall off the side of the mountain and she’d at least have the backseat to herself for the interminable ride home.”
― Mara Jacobs, quote from Worth the Effort
“And then I said to her, Rachel, you're out of your ever-lovin' mind. There's no way in h-e-double-toothpicks you'd find me hookin' up with a faery, especially one of the unseelie court, no matter how well hung he is. Ya just never know with them, do ya? I hear about a witch in Quebec who crossed one of the unseelie princes, and she ended up with three breasts. Can you imagine what she goes through trying to find a bra that fits?”
― Katie MacAlister, quote from You Slay Me
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