Nora Roberts Quotes About Hurt

Quotes about: Hurt

• Do you know how many ways love can hit you? So it makes you happy, or miserable? It makes you sick in the belly or hurt in the heart. It makes everything brighter and sharper, or it blurs all the edges. It makes you feel like a king or a fool. Every way love can hit you, it's hit me when it comes to you.

  Nora Roberts

  Hurt, Kings, Heart

  Nora Roberts (2009). “Black Hills”, p.296, Penguin

• What other thing, Eve?" "I love you. Sometimes it makes my stomach hurt, but I kind of like it. Tired now, come to bed. Love you.

  Nora Roberts

  Hurt, Love You, Tired

• Caroline Waverly: Sometimes we hurt more for what might have been than for what is.

  Nora Roberts

  Hurt, Might, Sometimes

• Eve, we're going to be married in a few days." The jittering started again, big time. "Yeah." "If he keeps looking at you like that, I'm going to have to hurt him.

  Nora Roberts

  Hurt, Married, Yeah

  J. D. Robb, Nora Roberts (2011). “J. D. Robb In Death Collection”, p.668, Penguin

• Summerset, don't you ever sleep?" "It's Lieutenant Dallas. She's--" Roarke dropped his briefcase, grabbed Summerset by the lapels. "Has she been hurt? Where is she?" "A nightmare. She was screaming." Summerset lost his usual composure and dragged a hand over his hair. "She won't cooperate. I was about to call your doctor. I left her in her private suite." As Roarke pushed him aside, Summerset grabbed his arm. "Roarke, you should have told me what had been done to her." Roarke merely shook his head and kept going. "I'll take care of her.

  Nora Roberts

  Hurt, Sleep, Doctors

  J. D. Robb, Nora Roberts (2011). “J. D. Robb In Death Collection”, p.603, Penguin

• The man that put that hurt look in your eyes, could be worth everything, or nothing at all.

  Nora Roberts

  Hurt, Eye, Men

• You didn’t hurt me, the situation did. And now that I know why I felt that way, it won’t hurt.

  Nora Roberts

  Hurt, Way, Situation

  Nora Roberts (2011). “The Next Always”, p.175, Penguin

• Alone in her shelter, she allowed herself tears. When her shelter cooled to the touch she called to Gull, “Coming out!” She eased her head out into the smoky air, looked over at Gull. She imaged they both looked like a couple of sweaty, parboiled turtles climbing out of their shells. “Hello, gorgeous.” She laughed. It hurt her throat, but she laughed. “Hey, handsome.

  Nora Roberts

  Hurt, Couple, Turtles

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