460 Quotes by J.D. Robb

Ours is a spiritual bond I treasure, something deep and strong, and older than time. We are, in essence, the same person, two sides to one coin. Death unites us.

Played nice while she worked things out. You’re married to a guy thirty years, you’ve got a serious investment. Gonna irritate you when he trades you in.” “I’ll keep that in mind.” “Me, I don’t hire hits.” She looked up at his mouth-watering face. “I’d give you the basic courtesy of killing you myself.

For some a gift is only a symbol of their own superior position, which makes it not a gift at all.

Do you think any of us go anywhere until we have the truth? Do you think there’s peace without justice?” “No, I don’t,” Eve admitted, knowing it would always drive her.

And that, she thought as he left her, summed up the miracle of her life. She had a home with him, and he’d be there.

When Eve started to climb in, Roarke took her hand and tumbled her into his lap. “Hey.” Mortified, she jabbed with her elbow. “I love to fluster her when she’s on duty,” Roarke said, wrestling Eve back onto his lap. “And how was your day, Peabody?” Peabody.

Yeah, probably. Homicide: Our day starts when yours ends. Permanently.” “You should sew that on a pillow.

You do keep busy.” “Idle hands are the devil’s workshop.” “Why? They’re idle when you’re sleeping – does he set up shop then? Are we all supposed to stay awake using our hands so the devil doesn’t make stuff? What if you broke your hand? Is he doing his workshop thing while you’re waiting to have it fixed?” Roarke contemplated the pale gold ceiling. “Such a simple, if moralistic, phrase now thoroughly destroyed.” “I keep busy, too.

Whatever came before, whatever comes after, I know what love is because of you.” He took her free hand. “Whatever came before, whatever comes after, it’s you who’ve shown me love changes everything. Lifts everything. Gives everything.