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.
Nora RobertsTold you not to tell her.โ โThat's not how I work things. That's not how you build a relationship.โ โBuild a relationship.โ Ryder snorted as he sent the drill whirling again. โYou've been reading again.โ โBlow me.
Nora RobertsPeabody, you never cease to amaze me." "One day I'll tell you about my granny and her five lovers." "Five lovers isn't abnormal for a woman's lifetime." "Not in her lifetime; last month. All at the same time." Peabody glanced up, deadpan. "She's ninety-eight. I hope to take after her.
Nora RobertsI'm damned if I'm going to be eaten by a bear when I'm naked." "I'm sure it's a more pleasant experience dressed.
Nora RobertsAnd since Iโm marrying into the Quartet, I have certain privileges and duties. If youโre sleeping with Laurelโโ โIโm not sleeping with Laurel. Weโre dating.โ โRight, and the two of you are just going to hold hands, admire the moon, and sing camp songs.โ โFor a while. Minus the singing.
Nora Roberts