Planting a flower's like opening a book, because either way you're starting something. And your garden's your library.
Nora RobertsWhy?โ He tilted his head. โThatโs a tricky one. Could it be your serenity, your quiet manner, your flawless fashion sense?โ It did his heart good to see her quick, amused grin. โNo, 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.โ โThatโs not me.โ โOh, but it is you, darling Eve.
Nora RobertsIf you write in category, you write knowing there's a framework, there are reader expectations.
Nora RobertsOkay. Look, why don't you take care of the half a million things you've been letting dangle in Roarke's Empire of Everything?" "Catchy title. I may use it one day.
Nora RobertsThe state calls Paul Winthrop to the stand." ... Paul answered the opening questions briefly, weighing his words, his eyes on Julia's. "Would you tell the court the nature of your relationship with Miss Summers?" "I'm in love with Miss Summers." The faintest of smiles touched his lips. "Completely in love with Miss Summers.
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