Quotes from Violets Are Blue

“How is San Francisco, Alex? Lovely city. Will you leave your heart there? Do you think it's a good place to die?”
― James Patterson, quote from Violets Are Blue

“The cell phone in my pocket went off. Shit! Damn it! Why do I carry these infernal gadgets? Why does anybody in their right mind need to constantly be on call?”
― James Patterson, quote from Violets Are Blue

“Human existence must be a kind of error. It is bad today and every day it will get worse, until the worst of all happens.” My own philosophy was a little cheerier than Schopenhauer’s,”
― James Patterson, quote from Violets Are Blue

“If you are lucky you will find something you love, if youre really lucky youll find someone to pay you for it”
― James Patterson, quote from Violets Are Blue

“If you are lucky you will find something you love doing, if you're really lucky you'll find someone to pay you to do it”
― James Patterson, quote from Violets Are Blue

“Total paranoia is just total awareness.”
― James Patterson, quote from Violets Are Blue

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I heard Marlboro Man laugh quietly. “What’re you doing in there?” I found my favorite pair of faded, soft jeans.
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He was standing there, smiling. His impish grin jumped out and grabbed me, as it always did.
“Well, good morning!” he said, wrapping his arms around my waist. His lips settled on my neck. I was glad I’d spritzed myself with Giorgio.
“Good morning,” I whispered back, a slight edge to my voice. Equal parts embarrassed at my puffy eyes and at the fact that I’d slept so late that day, I kept hugging him tightly, hoping against hope he’d never let go and never back up enough to get a good, long look at me. Maybe if we just stood there for fifty years or so, wrinkles would eventually shield my puffiness.
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He kissed me, despite my gold FIGHT ON! T-shirt. My eyes were closed, and I was in a black hole, a vortex of romance, existing in something other than a human body. I floated on vapors.
Marlboro Man whispered in my ear, “So…,” and his grip around my waist tightened.
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