Nora Roberts

Damn me to hell or take me to heaven, but for Gods sake, do it now....

You can fix anything but a blank page.

The tune was sad, as the best of Ireland was, melancholy and lovely as a lover's tears.

((Doc is getting ready to do a Pap-smear on Reece))
"Looks healthy," Doc commented.
"Good, because it hasn't been getting any exercise in quite a while." When she heard Willow smother a laugh, Reece just closed her eyes. She had to remember some old saying about being careful of thoughts. They become words.

A ghra. A amhain. My love. My only.

I don't kick a man when he's down, unless I'm the one who put him down in the first place. I don't put him down unless he deserves it. And I don't break my word if I give it. So I'll give you my word.