Funny thing about the past. The older you get, the less it matters.
The hero in a romance is the most important challenge the heroine must face and conquer. The hero is her real problem in the book, not whatever trendy issue or daring adventure is also going on in the subplot. In some way, shape, or form, in some manner either real or perceived on the heroine’s part, the hero must be a source of emotional and, yes, sometimes physical risk. He must present a genuine threat.
A secret is only a secret as long as only one person knows it.
There can be no true definition of normal because life is ever-changing.
Find one lousy body in your aunt’s fireplace and the first thing you know everyone is talking.
If you don’t give yourself room to fail, Zack, you’ll live your life inside an iron cage that will gradually get smaller and smaller until you can’t even breathe.
Maybe he’s got a plan for proving that he was a victim of unethical research practices. Who knows? I can’t begin to guess his objectives but I can promise you that there is nothing you or I or modern para-pharmaceuticals can do for him. We can’t fix the monsters.
There is no Great American Novel,” she said absently. “This nation is too big and too diverse to produce only one great book. We’ve got lots of them and there will be more written in the future. Art doesn’t stand still.
When it comes to this kind of thing we can all hold out helping hands to each other, doctors can supply some very helpful medications, but in the end, each of us has to have the will to swim to shore on our own. No one can carry another person. Not for long, at any rate.
At Rainy Creek Gardens she had finally begun to realize that, no matter your age, when you looked back it always seemed that your life had passed in the blink of an eye. The past could not be changed and the future was unknowable. The residents of Rainy Creek Gardens were teaching her that the real trick to a good life was to learn to live in the present.
It’s only a mistake if you don’t learn from it.
Charlotte never lied to others, so she made the classic mistake of the habitually honest – she assumed that other people did not lie to her, at least not to her face. In her world, people were innocent of deliberate deceit until proven otherwise, which was, of course, way too late. Even.
Today I will focus on priorities and ignore the unimportant crap.
Embrace the unknown. It is the only certainty.
She knew enough about him to realize that no one would ever understand him unless he wished it, and that was highly unlikely. He was a man who operated alone, working by his own rules even when he was doing a job for his employers. Emily thought of him in the same way she thought of hurricanes, charging lions and marauding sharks. The only sensible thing to do when any of them was in the vicinity was to get out of the way.
Role models or not, in the end every man has to decide for himself just what kind of man he will be.
One thing I’ve learned over the years is that nobody really wants my good advice. They just pretend to listen to it.” “Probably because most people just want to whine about their problems. They don’t want to actually take the hard actions that will fix those problems.
Lucy frowned. “What’s the Three-S rule?” “Shoot, shovel and shut up.
You don’t forget nightmares, but when they’ve been exposed to enough sunlight, they fade.
Life never stood still, no matter how hard you tried to hold onto it.