“Yes, she s bleeding to death upstairs, but I thought I d avoid telling you right away, because I like to draw the suspense out.”
“Roarke: The bodies of the three men were found floating in the Chattahoochee River. Eve: I think it d be embarrassing to be dead in the Hoochie-Coochie River. Roarke: Chattahoochee Eve: What s the difference? Roarke: Quite a bit, I d think.”
“Statues are too much like dolls, and dolls are creepy. You keep expecting them to blink. And the ones that smile, like this? Eve kept her lips tight together and she curved them up. You know they ve got teeth in there. Big, sharp, shiny teeth. I didn t. But now I ve got to worry about it.”
“They say that when you re about to die, your life flashes before your eyes. They never tell you that when you watch someone you once loved dying, hovering between this life and the next, it s twice as painful, because you re reliving two lives that traveled one road together.”
“Roarke: You d enjoy flying more if you d learn the controls. Eve: I d rather pretend I m on the ground. Roarke: And how many vehicles have you wrecked, had blown up, or destroyed in the last, oh, two years? Eve: Think about that, then imagine it happening when I m at the wheel at thirty thousand feet. Roarke: Good point. I ll do the flying.”
“The moment you stop chasing happiness, you become happy.”
“I love you, Katherine James. I love you with everything I am. You re the best thing that has ever happened to me. Remember that. Gabe Rossiter”
“Ugly people kill people all the time. But when pretty people did, it got attention.”
“The trick to being smart is knowing when to play dumb.”
“Here is a story that’s stranger than strange. Before we begin you may want to arrange: a blanket, a cushion, a comfortable seat, and maybe some cocoa and something to eat. I’ll warn you, of course, before we commence, my story is eerie and full of suspense, brimming with danger and narrow escapes, and creatures of many remarkable shapes. Dragons and ogres and gorgons and more, and creatures you’ve not even heard of before. And faraway places? There’s plenty of those! (And menacing villains to tingle your toes.) So ready your mettle and steady your heart. It’s time for my story’s mysterious start...”
“I do not possess the ability to draw or paint. I can’t sing or dance. I can’t knit or sew. But I am an artist. I have the ability to put onto paper, words that tell an intriguing story. I am a writer. A writer is someone who, with just words, can paint a beautiful picture. A writer can open up a world of imagination you didn’t realize was possible. When you open up a book and become so consumed in the story, you feel like you’re a part of it… you’re standing next to that character and feeling the same way that character feels, That’s the art of a writer. I am an artist. My inspiration is the world around me. My paintbrush is my words. My easel is my computer. My canvas is the mind of my reader.”
“It seemed to me that Mr. Forrester would approve of a woman who could follow him in conversation and not be baffled by ledgers and currency conversions. I had grossly overestimated him.”
“You re not afraid of heights, you re afraid of not being in control.”
“Postmen have a legendary aura. A ring at the doorbell may inflame a sense of expectation, suspense, secrecy, hazard or even intrigue. Ringing twice may imply a warning that trouble is on the way or an appeal to make the coast clear. Not all mailmen, though, will ring twice and await an eye-catching Lana Turner, whom they can whisper: With my brains and your looks, we could go places.” ( The postman always rings twice )”
“It’s not so much where I want you,Sophie, as it is how. Nothing tastes quite like a woman, and no woman tastes like you. - Marc Hunter”
“The moment seemed endless, but it was probably only half that.”
“All these girls swooning over hunky vampires, what they really want is to give away their freedom, to be controlled and told what to do and not have to think -- and never die, of course. It s sick is what it is. I don t want to be a forever-young living corpse.”