The tune was sad, as the best of Ireland was, melancholy and lovely as a lover's tears.
Nora RobertsShe was tough in the best sense of the word. She'd taken blows, the disappointments, and had worked her way through them. Some people, he knew, would have buckled under, found a clutch, or given up. But she had carved a place for herself and made it work.
Nora RobertsThe man that put that hurt look in your eyes, could be worth everything, or nothing at all.
Nora RobertsThat was the biggest problem with getting used to someone, she thought. You were lonely when they weren't there.
Nora Roberts