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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 91d8704 | I do not employ researchers, nor did I conduct any primary research using the Internet. I need physical contact with my sources, and there's only one way to get it. To me every trip to a library or archive is like a small detective story. There are always little moments on such trips when the past flares to life, like a match in the darkness. On one such visit to the Chicago Historical Society, I found the actual notes that Prendergast sent.. | Erik Larson | ||
| 8ece514 | She is so special I rewrote my entire existence for her. | Elizabeth Finn | ||
| 7eafa1a | Get action, do things; be sane," he once raved, "don't fritter away your time; create, act, take a place wherever you are and be somebody: get action." | Richard Hofstadter | ||
| d58d592 | Finally, the work of the minister tended to be judged by his success in a single area - the saving of souls in measurable numbers. The local minister was judged either by his charismatic powers or by his ability to prepare his congregation for the preaching of some itinerant ministerial charmer who would really awaken its members. The 'star' system prevailed in religion before it reached the theater. As the evangelical impulse became more w.. | christianity church evangelicalism evangelism great-awakening ministry pastors revivalism | Richard Hofstadter | |
| d0cae07 | Obey and hate yourself, survive. Disobey, redeem yourself, perish. I thought later how simply and quickly they had introduced that concept to me, as easily as breaking a little finger. For some reason they had decided not to beat me. | Elizabeth Kostova | ||
| c0ed540 | Then draw everything. Do a hundred drawings a day,' he said fiercely. 'And remember that it's a hellish life. | Elizabeth Kostova | ||
| 7ca28ee | It is a fact that we historians are interested in what is partly a reflection of ourselves, perhaps a part of ourselves we would rather not examine except through the medium of scholarship; it is also true that as we steep ourselves in our interests, they become more and more a part of us. | Elizabeth Kostova | ||
| 9d87f65 | The wife's gotta know. You can't hook up like that for what looks like about six or seven years without the wife figuring it out. Unless she's another idiot. "I'm not an idiot." Smiling, Roarke continued to stroke. "I'll keep that in mind when I decide to have a long-term affair." "Yeah, you do that. They'll never find your body," she murmured, then dropped into sleep. His smiled warmed, and feeling well loved, he dropped off with her." | funny-humor love marriage | J.D. Robb | |
| e000749 | You look like a really well-dressed pirate carting around an ugly treasure chest. | J.D. Robb | ||
| fbef1d5 | Cops aren't heroes, Peabody. We just do the job. | J.D. Robb | ||
| 3162361 | You don't think the dead guy is Miguel Flores." "I think the dead guy's name was Lino." "But . . . that means maybe he wasn't even a priest, and he was up there doing the Mass thing, and marrying people, burying people." "Maybe God struck him down for it. Case closed. We'll arrest God before end of shift. I want those dental records, and the dental records from New York." | J.D. Robb | ||
| 875db29 | Bullock, Sam, died at the age of one-twelve. They'd been married five years. She was forty-six." "Isn't that romantic?" "Heart-tugging. First husband was younger, a callow seventy-three to her twenty-two." "Wealthy?" "Was--not Sam Bullock wealthy, but well-stocked. Got eaten by a shark." "Step off." "Seriously. Scuba diving out in the Great Barrier Reef. He was eighty-eight. And this shark cruises along and chomp, chomp." She gave Eve a tho.. | J.D. Robb | ||
| 9df4749 | Murder doesn't leave anyone innocent. It shouldn't. | J.D. Robb | ||
| d80d1e1 | But you're smarter than even he thinks he is." She paused, thought that through. "If you get me". "Aren't we full of compliments tonight? I'll have to bang you against the wall more often." | roarke | J.D. Robb | |
| 1cf4665 | There's no such thing as an amicable divorce. | J.D. Robb | ||
| 0362aab | Eve mused. | religion war | J.D. Robb | |
| 8f60fc2 | You shouldn't have private conversations in public facilities at the top of your lungs." Point well taken, Eve was forced to admit." | J.D. Robb | ||
| 9434108 | Normally, I admire your kick-in-the-face style, Lieutenant. But try that with this, and the two of us will be making love in heaven tonight." "Heaven wouldn't have either of us" | J.D. Robb | ||
| 10ebe00 | Some science guy creating them in the lab." Her voice darkened. "One day they're going to make a mistake--a big one--and mutant clone cows are going to revolt and start eating people. You wait and see." | J.D. Robb | ||
| cd573b7 | He knew he was slipping. Blood was dripping down his arm, through his fingers. He'd faced death before, was no stranger to the sensation of knowing this breath, this one breath, could be the last you drew. But he'd be damned if it would. Not when his woman was watching him with terrified eyes, calling to him, risking her life to save his. He set his teeth, gave his injured arm his weight. Pain swam sickly in his head, into his gut as he re.. | J.D. Robb | ||
| 09ad89d | Music isn't just a bunch of notes strung together, sweetheart. It's life. It's memory. Songs trigger specific and often predictable emotional reactions. Music's an expression of emotion, desires. | J.D. Robb | ||
| 11da84b | Say what you said before again. The Irish thing. I want to say it back to you." He smiled. Took her hand. "You'll never pronounce it." "Yes, I will." Still smiling, he said it slowly, waited for her to fumble through. But her eyes stayed steady and serious as she brought his hand to her heart, laid hers on his, and repeated the words. She saw emotion move over his face. His heart leaped hard against her hand. "You undo me, Eve." He sat up, .. | irish love | J.D. Robb | |
| ede3215 | First, stop talking like that droid Peabody's reactivating. Second, you're not responsible for the flight of this suspect. That's on me." "Lieutenant, I appreciate you taking my inexperience into consideration in my failure to perform my duty and complete this assignment in a satisfactory manner -- " "Shut up, Trueheart." Jesus God, spare her from rookies. "Peabody! Come in here." "I've nearly got the droid up and running, Dallas." "Peabody.. | J.D. Robb | ||
| 3e9a5c2 | Too revved to sleep." "Is that so?" Some of the light she loved was back in his eyes. "Well, what can we do to pass the time, help you relax? Cribbage, perhaps?" Her eyes narrowed. "Cribbage? Is that some perverted sexual activity?" He laughed, and grabbing her, tossed her onto the bed. "Why not?" | J.D. Robb | ||
| 2ca3180 | The man missed nothing. It was almost spooky. | J.D. Robb | ||
| 6198a9b | So, you're dead asleep, and you get a call. Something terrible's happened, and I'm dead. What do you do?" It took him a moment to quell the terror, to ignore the small, dark place inside him that feared getting that call every day. "Before or after I fall prostrate with grief?" "Before, during, and after. Do you peruse your wardrobe and select a coordinating outfit--down to the footwear? Do you deal with your hair so it's perfectly groome.. | J.D. Robb | ||
| 6bc4282 | His in-house intercom greeted him with a cheery 'Welcome home, Bart,' and his server droid - custom-made to replicate Princess Leia, classic 'Star Wars,' slave-girl mode (he was a nerd, but he was still a guy) - strolled out to offer him his favorite orange fizzy with crushed ice. | in-death-series nerd princess-leia | J.D. Robb | |
| 40ebd72 | When I came in and you were sleeping, I thought: There's my soldier, exhausted from her wars." He lifted her hand, kissed her fingers. "Now, I look, and I think: There's my woman, soft and lovely." Her lips curved as he undressed her. "Where do you get this stuff?" "It just comes to me. I've only to look at you, and the world comes to me. You're my life." | roarke romance | J.D. Robb | |
| b23c6b7 | Okay." Mavis nodded decisively. "Then you tear it down. You don't take no for an answer. You nag and you pick and you stick until it pops out of him. Whatever it is. Girls are good at this, Dallas." "I'm not good at being a girl." "Sure you are. You're your own kind of girl. Think of it as kicking his ass until he cracks." | J.D. Robb | ||
| bfff79a | Why do sheep need a station? Are they catching trains? Where are they going? Why do they have to go there? | J.D. Robb | ||
| 02fb631 | Get ready to do just that." Eve grabbed her coat. "Oh my God." Reo made a hum of almost sexual pleasure. "Really?" Keeping some distance, Eve shrugged into the coat. "Seriously, sex noises over a coat?" "It's ... delicious." "Don't lick it. Once," Eve said, knowing damn well she wouldn't get past Reo without it. "You can touch it, but just once." | J.D. Robb | ||
| 7d3a183 | The man loves you with everything he has, everything he is. Eve, that means you can hurt him. | love marriage roarke romance | J.D. Robb | |
| 6dd47fc | People who expect perfection in a mate miss a lot of fun--and sweetness. | J.D. Robb | ||
| b750a4f | We're the blue line, sir, and that will resonate on-screen. But Peabody is the face, the very human element. And she would symbolize who we are, contrast sharply against what Renee Oberman is." He rubbed his chin, and his lips curved a little above his fingers. "You can carve out an angle like that, an excellent angle, and believe the idea of your ass in the chair someday down the road is terrifying?" He waved off her response before she co.. | J.D. Robb | ||
| 8164a1d | Why does there have to be a gift for every damn thing?" Eve complained. "Retail conspiracy." Roarke patted her knee. "I bet it is," Eve said darkly. "I just bet it is." | J.D. Robb | ||
| 86e7a73 | I don't remember, and I don't want to remember. I've been a victim, and once you have, you need to do whatever it takes not to be one again | victim | J.D. Robb | |
| fb8177e | She'd barely stepped in, taken that first breath of cool, clean air, when Summerset, Roarke's majordomo, appeared in the foyer like an unwelcome vision. "Yes, I missed the dinner," she said before he could open his mouth. "Yes, I'm a miserable failure as a wife and a poor example of a human being. I have no class, no courtesy, and no sense of decorum. I should be dragged naked into the streets and stoned for my sins." Summerset raised one s.. | J.D. Robb | ||
| b2c3324 | She was debating calling the lab and pushing for her tattoo when Peabody poked her head in. "We got--Hey, doughnuts." "You'll get yours. What have we got?" "Marc Tuluz. Want him in here or the lounge?" "Here's a puzzler," Eve began. "If we're in the lounge interviewing him, how many doughnuts will be in this box upon our return?" "I'll bring him in here." | J.D. Robb | ||
| d21c3b3 | Following Peabody's distracted gaze, Eve had her first view of Jess Barrow. He was beautiful. A painting in motion with a long, shining mane of hair the color of polished oak. His eyes were nearly silver, thickly lashed, intensely focused, as he worked the controls of an elaborate console. His complexion was flawless, tanned to bronze set off by rounded cheekbones and a strong chin. His mouth was full and firm, and his hands, as they flew o.. | J.D. Robb | ||
| a161b7e | I can't be in your place as I don't have a fat, knocked-up ass to sit on. Yeah, you asked me for a major, and if you want to come through on it, you'll sit down, shut up, and let me work. Bitch. | mavis | J.D. Robb | |
| ce9a88b | There's nobody on the job, nobody with a badge I respect more than you." - Eve "You never were a rookie," he told her in a voice roughened with emotion. "So I saw good, solid cop the minute I laid eyes on you. I gave you a hell of a foundation, kid, a lot of seasoning and pushed you hard because I knew you could take it. You put yourself here. And I'm proud." - Feeney" | feeney | J.D. Robb | |
| d8d8f84 | Did she know, could she know what it meant to him when she turned to him, when she opened herself to him like this? In absolute trust. Her strength, her valor remained a constant wonder to him, as did her unrelenting determination to defend those who could no longer defend themselves. These moments, when she allowed her vulnerabilities, her doubts, her fears to tremble to the surface compelled him to take care. In these moments he could sho.. | love roarke romance | J.D. Robb | |
| d0e6bfa | Do I get a bonus for letting him grab my boob?" "Your boob, like the rest of you, belongs to the NYPSD. Besides, McNab's going to ride you like a racehorse first chance. That's your bonus." "You brought up sex and McNab!" "This once, also your bonus." "I've got this outfit at home Dolly would wear. I'm going to put it on tonight and--" "You didn't earn that big a bonus." | J.D. Robb | ||
| f6c5def | Eyes on hers, he flicked her shoulder. Her mouth fell open. She started stomping the floor. "What in God's name are you doing?" he demanded. "Trying to kill the giant tarantula, because the only reason I can figure you just fucking flicked me is because there was a big, fat spider on my shoulder." | humor | J.D. Robb |