She walked with a ghost of herself, one full of potential and possibility. One who was fearless. Where had that girl gone?

She walked with a ghost of herself, one full of potential and possibility. One who was fearless. Where had that girl gone?

i had that hole in me. that empty space...she put it in me, you filled it...she was part of my life. you are my life. if i have a regret, it,s that even for an instant you could think otherwise. or that i allowed you to. -Roarke

Bite me." -Lieutenant Eve Dallas, from any of the In Death books.

Love makes saints or sinners out of men.

You can't write well what you don't read for pleasure. If it doesn't entertain you, it's not going to entertain anyone else.

There's an oatmeal cookie in there. I see no reason for the existence of oatmeal, particularly in cookies.