Richard Castle Quotes

Interested in some spices," said Rook. "I'm just mad about saffron.

A librarian for president is exactly what this country needs.

You're not leaving. I told you that." She worked to keep the calm in her tone to counter his fury.
"I'm going to shoot."
"It's time to put your gun down, Noah."
"His blood will be on you."
Rook made eye contact with her and mouthed, Shoot. Him.
She had no shot and said so with the smallest head shake.

Most people come up against a wall they give up, not you. You don't let go, you don't back down ... it's what makes you extraordinary. Castle to Beckett

There's always a story.

What happens when that hard coating you've developed to protect the most vulnerable part of you becomes so impenetrable that that part can't even be reached by you?

Shipwreck? Snow Job? I know. Firefly. I sort of feel a connection to him. Can't explain it.

Anything is possible."
"You really believe that?"
"It's what the great love stories are about, right?Beating the odds.

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If you don't believe in even the possibility of magic, you will never find it.

Nikki didn't believe him but was applying another rule of jujitsu: When you're closing in for a takedown, don't get faked into a sucker hold.

And when the man Rook had dubbed the unholy spawn off Rahm Emanuel and Gordon Gekko wanted something, "no" came at your own risk.

At times like these, without the work to hide in, without the martial arts to quiet it, the replay always came.

Absence makes the loins grow hotter.

There are two kinds of people who sit around all day thinking about killing people ... mystery writers and serial killers. I'm the kind that pays better.

There are two kinds of folks who sit around thinking about how to kill people: psychopaths and mystery writers.

Because if you don't even believe in the possibility of magic you will never ever find it.

[She] was trading sex for print. She certainly wouldn't be the first woman to do that, now, would she, Nikki Heat?

Fools drive, lovers enjoy the ride.

The real answer is always found not in the heart but in the bank.

What do you have in this car?" he asked.
"What do you mean, like weapons?"
"That would be a good start."
"Well, I 've got a mini Swiss Army Knife on my key chain."
"A two-inch stainless steel blade and a nail file. They might as well surrender to us now ...

You're like my wife."
"Because I'm not sleeping with you either?

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I actually do have a motto," said Heat. "It's 'Never forget who you work for.'" And as she voiced the words, Nikki felt a creeping unease. It wasn't exactly shame, but it was close. For the first time it sounded hollow. Fake. Why? She examined herself, trying to see what was different. The stress, that was new. And when she looked at that, she recognized that the hardest part of her day lately was working to avoid confrontation with Captain Montrose. That's when it came to her. In that moment, sitting nearly naked in Rook's living room, playing some silly nineteenth-century parlor game, she came to an unexpected insight. In that moment Nikki woke up and saw with great clarity who she had become - and who she had stopped being. Without noticing it, Heat had begun seeing herself as working for her captain and had lost sight of her guiding principle, that she worked for the victim.

No shame in having a ghostwriter," Storm said. "Some of the best books published every year are penned by talented writers whose identity the public will never know.

If you have something hot, you keep your mouth shut, your eyes open, and your secrets buried.

Around 11 P.M., unable to concentrate on his work or even watch the news, he had started to wonder if this was how it started with stalkers. And then he started to think maybe he'd do his next article as an investigation of stalkers. But then he wondered ... if you do a ride-along with a stalker, are you stalking the stalker?
It all got very weird.

As a writer, I can think of no greater terror than confronting a blank page, except perhaps the terror of being shot at.

We all try. And try as we might to control things, sometimes bad things get in and it's not our fault.

Nikki Heat, you did this?"
"Would it help if I said he had it coming?

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Rook gave Heat and Ochoa each a bottle of water, and both chugged. 'While you were in there, I went in the pet shop and got everyone out. Ever see Pee-wee's Big Adventure? I was this close to running out with two handfuls of snakes.

It's not about knowing. You can never really know someone. It's really about trust.
- Jameson Rook, Heat Rises

Or maybe go sci-fi. You sorta look like that guy who roamed outer space everybody's so crazy about."
"Malcolm Reynolds?" asked Rook.

Do you want it bad enough to get over being hurt?

Newsflash she already has body image issues.
It's an intrinsic part of being a woman. Every woman in the world has some part of herself that she absolutely hates.
Her hands are too small, her feet are too big, her hair is too straight, too curly, her ears stick out, her bums too flat, her nose is too big and, you know, nothing you can say will change how we feel.
What men don't understand is, the right clothes, the right shoes, the right makeup it just ... It, it hides the flaws we think we have.
They make us look beautiful to ourselves.
That's what makes us look beautiful to others.
Used to be all she needed to feel beautiful was a pink tutu and a plastic tiara.
And we spend our whole lives trying to feel that way again.

Barkovsky and Petrov had turned

Remember what one of our philosophers once said, 'In the human heart there is a perpetual generation of passions, such that the ruin of one is almost always the foundation of another.

You said yourself the guy looks like he pleasures himself to pictures of Rahm Emanuel.

What do you think the odds are this is going to be one of those cases where the butler did it? Because I could sell that story to any magazine in the country just for the headline.

Ochoa pulled the door and held it open for her. Nikki pivoted around the jamb, squaring her aim up the hall. She stopped, still holding her combat stance, shook her head, and mumbled, "Mother ... "
... Rook was standing halfway up the hall with Paxton snugged behind him holding the gun to his head. He looked at Nikki sheepishly and said, "So, I'm gonna guess it's Noah.

Know why transparency's a beautiful thing? Transparency means no shame.

John Lennon said life was what happened while you made other plans. So was death.

I want to know how the hell you managed to locate that hideout using the damn public library.

Ah ha, I knew you were reading it

You can never tell from the door what's behind a door.

Everything is fine, everything is just fine. It's ordinary. The problem is I don't want ordinary I want ... "
"Magic?"
"Yeah, you know what the problem is, we just aren't in love, neither one of us wants to admit it.

He wrote as if he were the reader. It was also how he kept his writing from becoming too cute, which is to say, about him not the subject. Rook was a journalist but strove to be a storyteller, one who let his subjects speak for themselves and stayed out of their way as much as possible.

It's so funny castle, you know, at first I loved that he was so busy. It just, it just gave me the opportunity to keep one foot out the door just on case.
But with one foot out the door, it's hard to know where you stand.
And even if I did what does it mean?

Go ahead. Rip my bodice.

I've been thinking about how ugly gossip is. How it victimizes people, but how as much as we say we hate it, we still feed on it like it was crack.