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Some Things In Life Are Out Of Your Control. You Can Make It A Party Or A Tragedy.

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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.

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If You Love Someone, When It's The Most Real, The Most Important Thing In Your Life, It's Not Enough To Coast. You Need To Dig In Those Footers, Start Building On That Base. You Want Something To Last, You Put Your Back Into It.

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For Over A Year I Continued To Submit Mss, And Have Them Rejected - The Last Few With Rejection Letters Indicated The Story Was Pretty Good, But I Was American.

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I Long For Typical Days, But Rarely Get Them Any More.

I Wouldn't Waste A Day, Not An Hour, Not A Moment. Take What You Want And Damn Caution. Live, Enjoy. Feed Ravenously. Or The Biggest Regret You'll Have At The End Of Your Life Is Wasted Time.

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That's A Lot Of Vegetables. "it Is, Yes, And If You Eat Them Like A Good Girl..." He Lifted The Silver Lid On Another Plate, Revealed A Small Pizza, With Pepperoni Arranged Into A Smiley Face. She Tried To Give Him A Stony Stare, But The Laugh Won Out. "you Think You're Cute, Don't You, Pal?" "adorable." "in This Case, You Can Have Adorable. Ow!" She Managed The Stony Stare When He Slapped Her Hand Away From The Pizza. "vegetables First.

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Anyone That Has Character Leaves A Mark On Another. Would You Like To Leave The World Without Making A Ripple?

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Maybe You Could Casually Mention To Zoe That I'm Not Now, Nor Have I Ever Been, An Axe Murderer." "i'll See If I Can Work It Into Our Next Conversation," Flynn Promised.

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...she'd Gone Past Interest, Swung Into Attraction, Burst Through Lust, Tripped Over Affection, And Was Now Skidding Out Of Control Into Love.

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Bite Me." -lieutenant Eve Dallas, From Any Of The In Death Books.

You're Going To Blow His Socks Off!

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Put All Your Eggs In One Basket... The Handle's Going To Break. Then All You've Got Is Scrambled Eggs.

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[first Line] “the Business Of Murder Took Time, Patience, Skill, And A Tolerance For The Monotonous.

If You Do Not Step Forward You Will Always Remain Where You Are.

Whatever You Remember, Or Feel, You Need To Know That Whatever They Were They Did One Worthwhile Thing In Their Miserable Lives. And That Was You. Whatever They Were, They Couldn't Destroy That. They Couldn't Stop You From Becoming.

Worthwhile Things

It's About Us. It's About Trust.

Told You Not To Tell Her.” “that's Not How I Work Things. That's Not How You Build A Relationship.” “build A Relationship.” Ryder Snorted As He Sent The Drill Whirling Again. “you've Been Reading Again.” “blow Me.

...those Who Love Suffer When Who They Love Suffers.

... A Man's Plans Are Meant To Be Changed For A Beautiful Woman.

Body Adornments Show That We're Aware Of Our Bodies And Expect Others To Be Aware As Well.

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Love Is Very Funny Business. And Sex - Well, Let's Face It, Sex Is Hysterical.

Hey. Hands Off.” ", "“please. Please, Please, Soooo Pretty. Lemme Just Have One Little Touch.” "“peabody, Isn’t It Embarrassing Enough You’re Wearing Pink Cowboy Boots, Again, Without Standing Here Drooling On My Coat?”", [j.d. Robb, Celebrity In Death]

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A Ghra. A Amhain. My Love. My Only.

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There Are No Dead Ends, Just Detours.

Once You Considered Failure You Were One Step Farther Away From Success.

It Shouldn't Make You Sad To Know You're Loved, Grayson." But It Did. It Made Him Sad, And Panicked, And For Just A Moment, Wishful.

She Surrounded Herself With Books At Work And At Home. Her Living Space Was A Testament To Her First And Abiding Love With Shelves Jammed With Books Tables Crowded With Them. She Saw Them Not Only As Knowledge Entertainment Comfort Even Sanity But As A Kind Of Artful Decoration.

Roarke, What's Going On Here?' 'lieutenant.' He Leaned Forward, Touched His Lips To Hers. 'indications Are We're Having A Romance.

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.

You All Right?" Diana Let Out A Deep Breath. "ask Me Again When I'm Not Praying.

If You Tell Me I'm Sensible In Addition To Normal And Wise, I'm Going To Punch You In The Stomach.

I Have To Say You Don't Look Anything Like A Policewoman." Maxia's Perfect Eyebrows Arched As She Gave Eve's Dress A Quick Scan. "leonardo Dresses You, Doesn't He?" "no, I Usually Do It Myself.

Some Things In Life Are Out Of Your Control. You Can Make It A Party Or A Tragedy.

I Never Had A Plan, Except To Write. I Love What I Do, And Have From The Beginning. Loving What You Do Makes It A Lot Easier To Work, Every Day, To Face The Tough Spots And Heel In For The Long Haul. Nothing Against Plans; They Work For Some People. But For Me, If I'd Been Planning, Worrying About Numbers, Trying To Micro-manage My Career, I Wouldn't Have Focused On The Writing. If You Don't Write, You're Not Read. If You're Not Read, You Don't Sell. So That's My Master Plan, I Guess. Write The Books, Let The Agent Agent, The Editor Edit, The Publisher Publish.

Loving What You Do

Alone In Her Shelter, She Allowed Herself Tears. When Her Shelter Cooled To The Touch She Called To Gull, “coming Out!” She Eased Her Head Out Into The Smoky Air, Looked Over At Gull. She Imaged They Both Looked Like A Couple Of Sweaty, Parboiled Turtles Climbing Out Of Their Shells. “hello, Gorgeous.” She Laughed. It Hurt Her Throat, But She Laughed. “hey, Handsome.

Why?” He Tilted His Head. “that’s A Tricky One. Could It Be Your Serenity, Your Quiet Manner, Your Flawless Fashion Sense?” It Did His Heart Good To See Her Quick, Amused Grin. “no, I Must Be Thinking Of Someone Else. It Must Be Your Courage, Your Absolute Dedication To Balancing Scales, That Restless Mind, And That Sweet Corner Of Your Heart That Pushes You To Care So Much About So Many.” “that’s Not Me.” “oh, But It Is You, Darling Eve.

The Wounded Recognized The Wounded.

If Something Isn't Special, Then It's Ordinary.

Ive Gotten To Know A Number Of Readers From Being Online, And Really Treasure The Time Ive Spent With Them.

You Know What, The Jacket’s Like The Car.” "“is This A Riddle?” " , "“no,” Peabody Said As Eve Swiped The Master.","“it’s An", "ordinary Thing—well, Special, But A Jacket, Right? And The Car, It’s Ordinary, It Even Looks It. But Both Of Them Have The Special Inside. Cop Special Especially, You Know? He So Gets You. That’s Even Better Than A Just-because Present.”", "“you’re Right. He Does. And It Is.” Inside, Eve Paused Another Moment. “he’s Worried About Me.”", [j.d. Robb, Celebrity In Death]

What Did She Say?" Eve Asked When They Got Into The Car. "here's Love, She Said, To Hold Until Next We Meet And I Give You More.

You Got Used To Running Things On Your Own." "what Could He Do About It When He's In Iraq And The Car Breaks Down In Kansas?" Beckett Gave Her A Long, Quiet Look. "i'm Not In Iraq." "no, And It Has To Be Said, I'm Not In Kansas Anymore." She Lifted Her Hands, Then Let Them Fall. "it's Not That I've Forgotten How To Be A Couple, But That My Experience In Being Part Of One Is Different From Yours. Maybe From Most People's. And I've Been On My Own A Long Time." "now You're Not. I'm Not Fighting A War, And I'm Right Here." Needed To Be Here, He Realized, With Her.

People Tell Their Children There Are No Monsters In The World. They Tell Them That Because They Believe It, Or They Want The Child To Feel Safe. But There Are Monsters, Luke, All The More Frightening Because They Look Like People.

Okay, You're Right About That. But This Whole Ghost Thing's Irritating." "park Benches Are Irritating To You In Some Moods." "depends On Whether Or Not I Want To Sit Down.

I'd Rather Lie Bare-assed Naked On The Sidewalk And Be Trampled By Tourists From South Dakota Than Be An Accountant.

To Fate And The Strange Way That It Twists Us All Together.

He Decided There Was No Point In Telling Her He'd Looked In The Fridge And Seen None Of These Things. There'd Just Be Some Variation Of His Mother's Standard Crack About Male Refrigeration Blindness Syndrome.

I Want You To Take Note, Commander, That Turning In My Badge Would Be Like Cutting Off My Arm. But If It Comes Down To A Choice Between The Job And My Marriage, Then I Lose The Arm.

Pretending The Past Doesn't Exist Is As Bad As Living In It.

You Bring The Color And The Life. It's A Lucky Man Who Is Offered That Color And Life, And A Wise One Who Values It.

You Have Heard The Expression 'love Is Blind'" "i Think It's Bullshit. Lust Dazzles, Sure, At Least For The Short Term. But Love Clears The Vision. You See Better, Sharper, Because You Feel More That You Did Before

Roarke "i'll Drop You." Eve "no, Better I Catch A Cab Or Take The Underground. This Guy Sees Me Show Up In A Hot Car With A Fancy Piece Behind The Wheel, He's Not Going To Like Me." Roarke "you Know How I Love Being Referred. To As Your Fancy Piece." Eve "sometimes You're My Love Muffin.

Do You Remember The First Time We Made Love?" He Touched His Lips To Hers As He Said It. "we Rode Up In The Elevator Like This And Couldn't Keep Our Hands Off Each Other, Couldn't Get To Each Other Quick Enough. I Was Mad For You. I Wanted You More Than I Wanted To Keep Breathing. I Still Do." He Deepened The Kiss As The Elevator Doors Opened. "it's Never Going To Change.

The Man's Got More Money Than God, And He Sends You A Bag Of Coffee?

The Most Important Thing Is You Can't Write What You Wouldn't Read For Pleasure. It's A Mistake To Analyze The Market Thinking You Can Write Whatever Is Hot. You Can't Say You're Going To Write Romance When You Don't Even Like It. You Need To Write What You Would Read If You Expect Anybody Else To Read It.

Laurel: I Don't Need A Ring Or A License, Or A Spetacular White Dress. It's Not Marriage So Much, Or At All Really, That Matters. It's The Promise. It's The Knowing Someone Wants Me To Be Part Of His Life. Someone Loves Me, That I'm The One For Him. That's Not Just Enough, It's Everything.

Why Don't You Put Your Ego Down For A While, Justin. It Must Be Getting Heavy.

He Trailed Off As He Saw The Books. Piles And Stacks Of Them Beside The Sofa, Another Stack On The Coffee Table, A Sea Of Them On Her Dining Table. Jesus Christ, Dane, You Need Treatment.

Eve, We're Going To Be Married In A Few Days." The Jittering Started Again, Big Time. "yeah." "if He Keeps Looking At You Like That, I'm Going To Have To Hurt Him.

I Don't Want To Be Expected To Fall In Passively Someone Else's Plans For Me. That's What I Don't Want. I Don't Want It Assumed That I Simply Don't Have Any Personal Goals Or Wishes Of My Own. Or Any Basic Competence Of My Own. That's What I Don't Want!

It's An Exceptional Thing To Have Someone In Your Life Who Knows And Understands You So Well. Who Loves Who You Are. A Very Exceptional Thing.

For Once, He Slept First. She Lay In The Dark, Listening To Him Breathe, Stealing A Little Of His Warmth As Her Own Body Cooled. Since He Was Asleep, She Stroked His Hair. "i Love You," She Murmured. "i Love You So Much, I'm Stupid About It." With A Sigh, She Settled Down, Closed Her Eyes, And Willed Her Mind To Empty. Beside Her, Roarke Smiled Into The Dark. He Never Slept First.

And Don’t Worry.” Bob, Carter’s Best Man And Colleague, Held Up A Notebook Computer. “i’ve Got It Handled On This End. And I Memorized The Vows Just In Case He Needs Me To Throw Him A Line.” “you’re A Treasure, Bob.” She Waited Until She Was Out Of Earshot To Laugh.

I Always Thought Everybody Made Up Stories In Their Heads - Never Thought About Actually Writing Them Down On Paper Until I Was Snowed In With The Kids In The Blizzard Of '79 - 3 Feet Of Snow. I Live In A Rural Area And Was Stuck. No Morning Kindergarten - It Was A Nightmare.

What If There's A Fire?" Glenna Said Sweetly, And Cian Merely Smiled. "then I Guess You'd Better Open A Window, And Fly.

Oh Thank You, Jesus." "it's Roarke." He Tapped A Finger On Eve's Head. "you Really Shouldn't Forget Your Own Husband's Name.

When You Find Nothing... It Means You're Eliminating What Surrounds The Something.

I See You've Destroyed Another Police Vehicle. Perhaps You Now Hold The Record.

Dinner's In One Hour. If You're Not Back, Sitting At The Table, I'll Beat You All Unconscious With A Spatula.

If You Can't Dance On It, It Isn't Coffee.

I'm Still Picking Pockets--i Just Do It As Legally As I Can. Being Married To A Cop Limits Certain Activities.

When Somebody Walks Out, It Leaves A Hole In You. Some People Fill It Up, The Good And The Bad, And Get On That Way. Some People Leave It Open, Maybe Long Enough To Heal, Maybe Too Long, Picking At It Now And Then So It Doesn't Heal All The Way.

He Won't Be One Of Those Girlishly Pretty Men With Curly Gold Hair...he'll Be Dark, Dangerous, Too. Brave, Certainly, But Not Without Flaws. I Like My Heroes Human.

He Gave Her A Quick, Casual Kiss On The Cheek First. Then Came The Hug, And It Was The Hug That Always Made Laurel’s Heart Mush. Serious Grip, Cheek To The Hair, Eyes Closed, Just A Little Sway. Del’s Hugs Mattered, She Thought, And Made Him Impossible To Resist.

Marriage Is A Land Mine. A Really Intimate Land Mine. Adultery To Kitchen Fires. Never A Dull [moment].

...but Even Strong Women Need An Arm To Lean On Now And Then. (anna Whitney In Glory In Death)

Squats Are A Form Of Torture Designed By People Who Don’t Need To Do Squats In The First Place

Have I Missed A National Holiday? There Must Be Celebrations In The Streets For You To Be Home At This Hour Of The Day." "i'm Calling It Summerset Goes Mute Day. The City's Gone Mad With Joy.

Three Weeks Hadn't Changed Cop Central. The Coffee Was Still Poisonous, The Noise Abominable, And The View Out Of Her Stingy Window Was Still Miserable. She Was Thrilled To Be Back.

The Outward Appearance Would Never Indicate They Were Brothers. (...) But She Could See That At The Moment They Were As United As Triplets In The Womb.

Everything I Know, I Learned From Dogs.

Tell Him I Took The Cat

Love Without Trust? It's Not Love At All.

Love Without Trust

A Woman Doesn't Want To Be Told She Looks Nice,' Jude Nuttered As She Sat Down Beside Maud's Grave. "she Wants To Be Told She's Beautiful, Sexy. That She Looks Outrageous. It Dosen't Matter If Its Not True.' She Sighed And Laid The Flowers Against The Headstone. 'because For The Moment, When The Words Are Said And The Words Are Heard, It's Perfect Truth.

Action, Reaction, Motivation, Emotion, All Have To Come From The Characters. Writing A Love Scene Requires The Same Elements From The Writer As Any Other.

She Was Tough In The Best Sense Of The Word. She'd Taken Blows, The Disappointments, And Had Worked Her Way Through Them. Some People, He Knew, Would Have Buckled Under, Found A Clutch, Or Given Up. But She Had Carved A Place For Herself And Made It Work.

The Very Young And The Very Old Often Saw What Others Could Not. Or Would Not.

Once Love Found You It Clung, No Matter How Much You Tried To Shake It Off.

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