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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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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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Matt's Brother And The Blond Cook Spent A Good Portion Of Last Season Tangling The Sheets. Historically, Said Cook Tangled Many Other Sheets With Dexterity And Aplomb." "aplomb" "it's A Polite Way To Say She Banged Often, Well And Without Too Much Discrimination." "that Also Sounded Polite." "i Was Raised Well.

I Didn't Get Fired." "you Didn't Punch Your Boss And Get Fired From The Tribune? That's What I Heard." "i Punched What Could Loosely Be Called A Colleague For Cribbing My Notes On A Story And Since The Editor–who Happened To Be The Asshole's Uncle–took His Word Over Mine, I Quit." "to Write Books. Is It Fun?" "i Guess It Is." "i Bet You Killed The Asshole In The First One You Wrote." "you'd Be Right. Beat Him To Death With A Shovel. Very Satisfying.

Caroline Waverly: Sometimes We Hurt More For What Might Have Been Than For What Is.

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The Wounded Recognized The Wounded.

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

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You Saved Me, Eve." He Watched Her Blink In Absolute Shock. "what You Are, What I Feel For You, What We Are Together Saved Me." He Kept His Eyes On Hers As He Kissed Her.

I Want You More Than I Should," She Heard Herself Say. "i Have You Less Than I Want.

If It Winds Up Earlier, You Should Have A Movie Picked Out. This Is Assuming She Isn’t Sending You The ‘let’s Go Back To My Place’ Signals. In That Case—” “don’t Go There, Bob. Let’s Just Not Go There.

I Find I Use The Internet More And More. It's Just An Invaluable Tool. I Do Most Of My Research On The Net Now - And Certainly Do The Bulk Of My Communicating Through Email.

"it Doesn't Matter How Long It Takes." She Thought Of Him, Of Them, The Lifetime Already Shared. "it's How Long It Lasts."

I Want To Keep You, Till The End Of Days.

The End Of The Day

Love Makes Saints Or Sinners Out Of Men.

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.

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There Is No Disgrace In Staying Behind, Not When It's The Right Thing.

I Don't Fiddle Or Edit Or Change While I'm Going Through That First Draft.

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Vending Machine: "this Product Has No Known Nutritional Value And May Cause Irritability Or Wakefulness In Some Individuals. Please Enjoy Your Selection And Your Day." Eve: "up Yours.

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I Don't Think I Am A Traditional Romantic Who Thinks About Candlelight Dinners And Wonders If My Husband Is Going To Bring Me Flowers, Though I'm Delighted If He Does. I'm More Practical-minded. I Find It Incredibly Romantic That My Husband Does The Dishes.

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

And Still She Felt More Confident At The Prospect Of Taking On The Russian Mafia Than She Did Attending A Backyard Barbecue.

Eve: "what Do You Want?" Nadine: "a Man Of Amazing Sexual Prowess, Great Sensitivity, Stupendous Abs, And The Face Of An Angel. Toss In A Wicked Sense Of Humor And Stupendous Wealth, Who Adores The Very Ground I Walk On. Oh Wait, You Already Have Him.

I'm Not Putting Up With This," She Continued. "you Can't Even Go Out And Buy A Solar System Without Worrying I'll Fall Apart. How Are You Supposed To Get Anything Done?" "actually, I'm Not In The Market For A Solar System Right At The Moment.

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

When You Love Someone, You Have To Be With Them, Don't You? To Be Part Of Their Life, To Have Them Be Part Of Yours." Glory In Death

When You Love Someone

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

What Do You Know About Life? " Bitterness Ached In Her Throat. " You Were Born With Everything. You Never Had To Struggle For A Single Thing You Wanted, Never Had To Worry If You'd Be Accepted Or Loved Or Wanted Back." He Stared At Her, Grateful For The Moment That She Couldn't See That He'd Spent Nearly Half Of His Life Worrying That She, The Single Thing He Wanted, Would Accept Him, Love Him, And Want Him Back.

And Yet, Anything Real, Anything Strong, Was Never Easy. She'd Been Taught From An Early Age That The Things That Mattered Most Were The Hardest To Obtain.

Men Shake Hands After They Beat Each Other Up; We Eat Chocolate.

I'm Sorry. It's Hard For Me. I Do Love You," She Said Quietly. "sometimes It Scares Me Because You're The First. And The Only" He Held Her There Until He Was Sure He Could Speak, Then Eased Her Back, Looked Into Her Eyes "you've Chaged My Life. Become My Life." He Touched His Lips To Hers, Let The Kiss Deepen Slowly, Silkily. "i Need You

I Generally Write A First Draft That's Pretty Lean. Just Get The Story Down.

Eve: Anyway, Thanks For Riding To The Rescue. You Need A White Hat. Good Guys Wear White, Right? Roarke: I Look Better In Black.

So, You’re Hitting On Clare The Fair.” “i’m Not Hitting On Her. I’m Exploring The Possibility Of Seeing Her On Social Terms.” “he’s Hitting On Her,” Owen Said Around A Mouthful Of Chips. “you’ve Still Got That Thing You Had For Her Back In High School. Are You Still Writing Bad Song Lyrics About Heartbreak?” “suck Me. And They Weren’t That Bad.” “yeah, They Were,” Ryder Disagreed. “but At Least Now We Don’t Have To Listen To You Playing Your Keyboard And Howling Them Down The Hall.

Retirement Wasn't A Reward At The End Of A Well-run Career ... It Was A Void Surrounded By Endless Dull Hours, Haunted By Memories Of Work.

Dolls Are Like Small Dead People.

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

You Said We've Got A New Page. I Figure I've Got Some Say In What Gets Written On It. So I'm Going To Work On You. Last Time Around, You Threw Yourself At Me.” “i Did No Such Thing.” “sure You Did. But I Can See I've Got My Work Cut Out For Me This Time. That's Okay.” He Skimmed His Thumb Over Her Knuckles Before She Jerked Her Hand Free. “in Fact, I Think I'm Going To Enjoy It.” “i Don't Know Why I Waste My Time Trying To Mend Fences With You. You're As Arrogant As You Ever Were.” “just The Way You Like Me, Sweetheart.

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

Ireland Is A Land Of Poets And Legends, Of Dreamers And Rebels. All Of These Have Music Woven Through And Around Them. Tunes For Dancing Or For Weeping, For Battle Or For Love.

But Roarke Doesn't Feel Weird About It. He's Full Of It, The Love, I Mean. And When He Loves Me, Things That Never Worked In Me Did - Do. It Was Easier When They Didn't Work, But It's Better When They Do. You Know?

You Are Wise As Well As Short." "i Can Also Break Bricks With My Bare Hands." "that's A Handy Skill If You Ever Find Yourself Walled Up In The Basement Of An Abandoned House By A Psychopath.

I Do Indeed Write On The Road. My Laptop Goes With Me Everywhere.

Anything Worth Anything Can Be Found In Books.

Memories Are Nice Little Possessions. As Long As You Don't Ignore The Present When You Take Them Out To Play.

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 Her Hand Was Clasped By His. "i Suppose I Could Walk Ten Paces Behind Or Ten Paces In Front." As She Let Out A Frustrated Breath, Caine Grinned Down At Her. "you're Not Angry Because We Exchanged A Friendly Kiss? After All, We're Family." "there Was Nothing Friendly Or Familial About It," Diana Muttered. "no," He Lifted Her Hand To His Lips, Then Lightly Nipped At Her Knuckle. "maybe We Should Try Again.

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.

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.

I'd Always Loved To Read - And Come From A Family Of Readers - But I Never Thought About Writing As A Career.

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

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.

Phillip Look Into Ray's Eyes. He Saw Compassion And Hope. And He Saw Himself Mirrored Back, Bleeding In A Dirty Gutter On A Street Where Life Was Worth Less Than A Dime Bag. Sick, Tired, Petrified, Phillip Dropped His Head Into His Hands. "what's The Point?" "you're The Point, Son." Ray Ran His Hand Over Phillip's Hair. "you're The Point.

I'd Rather Be Screwed Up With You Than Smooth With Anybody Else.

Better, Cilla Thought, To Be Alone On A Quiet Night Than To Be Alone In A Crowd. Much Better.

It's Not An Exaggeration To Say That They Saved My Life. Ray Quinn, Then Cam And Ethan And Phil. They Turned Their World Around For Me, And Because Of It, Turned Mine Around With It. Anna And Grace And Sybill, Aubrey Too. They Made A Home For Me, And Nothing That Happened Before Matters Nearly As Much As Everything That Came After.

You Mess With One Quinn, You Mess With Them All.

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

Why?” Eve Leaned Forward. “sincerely, I’ve Always Wanted To Know Why Anyone Buys Multiple Pairs Of Shoes At A Time.” “if I Have To Explain It, The Joy Is Lost.

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.

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