Nora Roberts Quotes

I had a feeling there would be mixed reactions.

You try not to pay too much attention to the hype before the game, because you never know what's going to happen.

You throw a stone into a deep pond. Splash. The sound is big, and it reverberates throughout the surrounding area. What comes out of the pond after that? All we can do is stare at the pond, holding our breath.

The silence wasn't like the ones I'd known lately, though: it wasn't empty as much as chosen. There's a entirely different feel to quiet when you're with some-one else, and at any moment it could be broken. Like the difference between a pause and an ending.

Everything was quiet, a strange sort of quiet that felt like an unfinished sentence.

I didn’t know what I was supposed to say about that, so I just said, "Wow

The thing we look forward to often comes to pass, but never precisely in the way we have imagined to ourselves.

One cannot but mistrust a prospect of felicity: one must enjoy it before one can believe in it.

Ten minutes can be a long time when you're waiting with a beating heart for something you don't understand, something you don't really want to know.

I put my hand on the doorknob because I thought maybe her hand was on the doorknob on the other side.

I never know if the person I'm shaking hands with is coming to kill me. That's something you have to live with when you cross the lines.

They continued to watch each other from across the room, both frozen for a moment by the shadow of distant possibilities.

The suspense is terrible. I hope it'll last.

The greatest sound in the theater is silence.

Provoke the unexpected. Expect it.

I wasn't fooled. He was avoiding looking at me. "There's nothing to talk about." "I knew you'd say that. Actually, it was a toss-up between that and 'I don't know what you're talking about.'" Dimitri sighed.

I'm not really good at being predictive, so I guess I'm willing to be surprised.

We are never prepared for what we expect.

"Nothing ever happens like you imagine it will," she says. The sky is like a monochromatic contemporary painting, drawing me in with its illusion of depth, pulling me up. "Yeah, that's true," I say. But then after I think about it for a second, I add, "But then again, if you don't imagine, nothing ever happens at all."

You never know what to expect. You don't just walk on and expect an amazing reaction.

silence is the most intolerable of answers.

She seemed to walk in an atmosphere of things about to happen.

Really? Screaming?” He shrugged. “It wasn’t that bad. But there were definitely some freak-outs on both sides. Though, to be honest, the silence was worse.” “Worse than screaming?” I said. “Much,” he said, nodding. “I mean, at least with an argument, you know what’s happening. Or have some idea. Silence is… it could be anything. It’s just –” “So freaking loud,” I finished for him. He pointed at me. “Exactly.

Expect everything, I always say, and the unexpected never happens.

You always got to be prepared but you never know for what.