Reyes Quotes

In this world some people will always throw stones in your path. It depends on you what you make from them... a wall or a bridge. ~ John Reyes

A man can make a son but a true man would be a father.
A lady can have a child, but a real mother raises the child. ~ Sofia Reyes

I feel a lot more comfortable at shortstop, but it's no problem, I'll move to make room. ~ Jose Reyes

There's another part, an obstinate part, that wants more. That wants Dutch live and in the flesh. That wants her hand. Her mouth. Her hips under mine. It wants all of her. Every last ounce. Body and soul. ~ Darynda Jones

When I'm not scouring through the backstreets of every city in the state, I keep an eye on the girl. My girl. ~ Darynda Jones

I'm game if you're game. ~ Elizabeth Reyes

Fear is peace and Peace is fear ~ Sofia Reyes

We stood there, the three of us, our jaws firmly planted on the floor. Aunt Lil recovered first. She nudged me with her elbow and said with a cackle of delight, I think you guys should make some more of those brownies, 'cause that boy looks hungry. ~ Darynda Jones

Tuco Medrano, wearing a black ski mask, walked quickly across the busy Bulevar Ignacio Bernardo Norzagaray and put two rounds through the driver side window of the lead truck. The bullets struck Officer Ignacio Reyes in the head, killing him instantly, and sprayed bloody bits of brain matter and bone all over his wide-eyed female partner. ~ Anson Scott

Rhiannon Anna Maria Reyes, (Strength 10, Dexterity 14, Stamina 12, Will 17, IQ 16 and Charisma 15 -- Geek 7 / Barista 3 / Screenwriter 2 / Gamer Girl 2) was Bryan's secret weapon. Rhiannon (known to practically everyone as "Ree") kept the café in fabulous baked goods, talked authoritatively about subjects from Aliens to Zork, and drew the attentions of countless lovelorn geeks. ~ Michael R. Underwood

Many years ago a friend assured me that we are all islands. Once in a while, another island travels along with us for a short stretch, and then it goes away, it slips off to some other place, and we never see each other again. Life is nothing more than a system of good-byes. Of releases. Of mutilations. The truth is we are incapable of giving anyone what they really need. ~ Luis Eduardo Reyes

Haven't you picked up on the irony of life by now? Things only just happen when you're not ready. When you're ready, you start trying, and gadamn I feel like trying right now. ~ Elizabeth Reyes

The thief had stolen something more precious than any jewel. And for once in her long, lustrous criminal career she had no intentions of ever letting it go. She had the heart of an outlaw who adored her. ~ V. Theia

Reading is for pleasure; it's not another form of social competition. Leave those literary Joneses to it. ~ Heather Reyes

He doesn't trust people because he knows they are all the same. Everyone cares about their own survival and nothing else, just like him. Since he is more than willing to kill for it, so are they. After all, he has endured through all these years, leading him to be alone, it was the only conclusion that made sense. ~ Joe Reyes

Again," Reyes-Wan said. ~ Darynda Jones

Color fills her cheeks, and I think it again: that Johanna Reyes might still be beautiful. Except now I think that she isn't just beautiful in spite of the scar, she's somehow beautiful with it, like Lynn with her buzzed hair, like Tobias with the memories of his father's cruelty that he wears like armor, like my mother in her plain gray clothing. ~ Veronica Roth

She tore through the wrapping and took out a blue velvet box. She glanced back at me as though unable to believe her eyes. After pulling her bottom lip between her teeth, she lifted the lid. Two rolls of cushioned velvet sat inside. The slit that those cushions made should have held a ring, but it didn't.
Sucked to be her.
She gaped at me. "What is this?" she asked, appalled.
"It's a simple yes/no question," I said, trying to keep a straight face. I lay back, crossing my arms behind my head. "When I get an answer, you get the rest of your gift. ~ Darynda Jones

Who is here with you?"
"Don't stop," she begged.
"Who is here with you?" he repeated, harshly this time.
"You are."
"What is my name?"
"Reyes ~ Gena Showalter

For one week, all I could think about was drinking margaritas
well, that and running my tongue along Reyes's teeth
but I didn't have salt
or Reyes's teeth. I'd also lacked the energy to leave my apartment to get some
or the desire to stoop low enough to beg Reyes to let me lick his teeth after what he did
so I could only wish for a margarita. And dream of Reyes's teeth.
I'd secretly hoped a margarita would magically appear in my hand, but that would mean I would have to put down the remote, and God knew that was not going to happen. ~ Darynda Jones

I want to take a break from everything,to find out if ... i'm still ALIVE! ~ Mareez Reyes

But it was late.
We had to go home.
We listened
to the river singing,
the river singing stone. ~ Myrna Pena-Reyes

What do you want?"
"You," he said, his voice lowering an octave. "I want you, Dutch, body and soul. I want you in my bed every night. I want you there when I wake up in the morning. I want your clothes strung across my apartment and your scent on my skin. ~ Darynda Jones

before she could respond. ~ Elizabeth Reyes

Is that what you think? That I follow you around to keep your ass out of trouble?"
"If so, you're not very good at your job."
A huge smile spread across his face. "True enough. So what's eating you? Because, sadly, it's not me. ~ Darynda Jones

MRS. REYES FARROW. ~ Darynda Jones

We should date."
I laughed, curled him into my arms, and kissed the soft spot underneath his earlobe. "You're going to have to go to obedience school for that to happen. You have authority issues."
"Never mind. We should have sex again and then date."
"Since you put it that way, okay. ~ Darynda Jones

There's a series of sculptures there by Michelangelo that you should see. They are called The Captives. Out of a great formless mass of stone, the figures of slaves emerge: heads, shoulders, torsos, straining toward freedom but still held fast in the stone. There are souls like that, Reyes. There are souls that try to carve themselves from their own formlessness. ~ Mary Doria Russell

What I always hate is when people call our movement a 'revolution'. For this to be a revolution, we would have to be opposing a standing government. Look around; there is no standing government. ~ Joe Reyes

When yet another woman old enough to be his grandmother headed Reyes off and demanded his attention before he could get to me, I giggled at the forced smile on his face. She flirted, batted her lashes, and patted his biceps about twelve times too many for his comfort. He took out his phone and typed as the woman spoke to him, her movements exaggerated. I couldn't be certain but I had a feeling she was talking to him about how she used to be a pole dancer until her hip gave out.

My phone chimed. I took it out of the delicate clutch that matched my dress and read Reyes's text.

Aren't you going to save me?

I don't know. I'm having a lot of fun right now. Wanna sext?

He crossed an arm over his chest while holding his phone. One corner of his mouth twitched as he leaned back against the tree and typed.

Absolutely.

Sweet. What are you wearing?

His eyes sparkled with mirth.

Animal print boxers and striped socks

I burst out laughing, gaining the attention of everyone around me. ~ Darynda Jones

When you have a lot of books,you don't have to worry about getting bored unless you don't know the essence of reading.Reading is not just about reading,you have to use your imagination,make the characters alive and be one of them,feel them ... and presto,you'll never be alone! ~ Mareez Reyes

Thrilled that Reyes and I were outside, and taking that as her cue to get her freak on, Artemis ran around like a gerbil on meth, turning occasionally to make sure we were still watching. And God help us if we weren't. ~ Darynda Jones

Trade is not a zero sum game where one country's gain is another country's loss. It is a positive sum game where all countries and thus the world benefit. ~ Javier A. Reyes

To articulate who I hope will pick up this book and take a read: I imagine it being those who find themselves living in the tension between intellectual pursuit and passionate action. Neither ~ Bruce Reyes-Chow

Well?" she asked when she picked up.
"Do you think we're really alone in the universe?"
"Were you abducted by aliens again?"
"No, thank goodness. Once was enough for me."
"Oh, whew. So, what happened with Reyes? Did you see him?"
"Saw him. Argued with him. Barfed. ~ Darynda Jones

Legion hissed like a startled cat, the noise scraping at Reyes's skin. "Me no boy. You think me a boy?"
Everyone stopped, stared. Even Aeron.
Reyes was the first to find his voice. "You're a ... girl?"
A nod. "Me pretty."
"Yes, you are." Reyes exchanged a glance with Lucien. "Beautiful. ~ Gena Showalter

I write because I must. It's not a choice or a pastime, it's an unyeilding calling and my passion. ~ Elizabeth Reyes

Reyes Farrow. Because perfection is a dirty job, but someone has to do it. ~ Darynda Jones

Okay, I'll strip. I'll tap dance. I'll sing 'La Cucaracha' in C minor. ~ Darynda Jones

The dreams continue for over a month. Each reveals a new facet of her personality. One night, she is wild and unpredictable. The next, she is shy or giggly or coy. She laughs and growls and bites and sucks. ~ Darynda Jones

Beer's for the good times. But ain't nothing like a big ass bowl of ice cream with all the trimmings to chase the blues away for me. ~ Elizabeth Reyes

Television has been very good to me. I grew up on it, and it had quite an impact on me. I'm entertaining opportunities that are coming my way. ~ Judy Reyes

Reyes and I sat arm in arm in the back of the rented SUV. He seemed relieved. Happy. ~ Darynda Jones

Do you really think you'd go to hell?"
"No. As a god, I'd go to a prison dimension, I suppose."
"I think you've seen the inside of enough prisons to last you a few million years. And besides, why would you go there? You've done nothing wrong, Reyes."
He offered me a sad smile and looked away. ~ Darynda Jones

People handle things differently, and everybody grieves differently, okay? No, I never considered taking my life, but think about it. What did I do? I did the very same thing you almost did. Maybe not literally but I made the decision to stop living. I went through the motions of waking and working and continuing with my life, but I wasn't living. I didn't even realize it until you came along. This is living." He kissed her softly because he'd just had a huge revelation. "What I was doing before you ... Baby, I may as well have been dead. My life now with you compared to what it was then ... I was dead. ~ Elizabeth Reyes

I was … seeing someone."
A soft gasp escaped me. No idea why that would surprise me. "Was?"
"She left me. No good-bye. No note. Nothing. Just vanished into thin air. I had nowhere else to go."
I sat on the side of the bed. "I'm sorry, Reyes. When did that happen?"
"A while back. I'll get over it. I have no choice. She's forgotten all about me."
"I seriously doubt that." No woman in her right mind could forget the likes of Reyes Farrow. ~ Darynda Jones

Just remember," Reyes said, "anything you do to my daughter, I do to you. ~ Darynda Jones

He always felt like an untamed animal around Sarah, but lately it was different. She was all he ever thought about, and any time away from her felt too long. Angel closed his eyes and kissed her. Then the words came out without warning. 'I love you, Sarah.' -Angel Moreno ~ Elizabeth Reyes

Who was it who told you to shut up. Who told you to shut up the first time? Who said what you do is boring? Who said you were boring? ~ Six De Los Reyes

I know everything tastes better with whip cream. ~ Elizabeth Reyes

I finally stop feeding my mind with toxic thoughts and started nurturing my heart and soul with love instead. ~ Mareez Reyes

The Commission endorses prevention as the principal strategy to use in deterring illegal entries. We applaud the efforts of innovative Border Patrol leaders such as Silvestre Reyes with Operation Hold the Line in El Paso. Operation Hold the Line demonstrated that a strategic use of personnel and technology can combine at our land border, as it has for many years at our airports, to reduce unauthorized crossings. ~ Barbara Jordan

No," he assured her. "The old Alex would've had plenty to say." She lifted an amused eyebrow as he continued. "Old Alex would've instantly hated that douche. ~ Elizabeth Reyes

I watched as Reyes fell, a scream I couldn't hear wrenched from my throat as I waited for him to do something. For him to react. To save himself. It was Reyes, after all. He could do anything. ~ Darynda Jones

I was just passing by. Saw the commotion. Figured you were involved. ~ Darynda Jones

If you have an imagination, welcome to the gates of Reality. ~ Sofia Reyes

You would use your body to get what you want?"
"In a heartbeat."
He was hurt. I could feel it echo through him. He stepped closer again, leveled his face inches from mine, and whispered in the softest of voices, "Whore. ~ Darynda Jones

Bomb', Reyes said, not bothering to look up.
'One of ours?' Maddox insisted ...
'Hardly. I know better than to blow myself up,' Reyes sighed. ~ Gena Showalter

Okay, if you have to go. I'm not sure what I'll do with all these women around."
Jealousy spiked in me so fast and so sharp, Reyes sucked in a breath, the air hissing through his teeth. He closed his eyes, leaned his head back, let my emotion roll over him.
I bit down, embarrassed. "Are you enjoying that?"
"No," he said, panting. "A little. It's like being hit with a hundred razor blades at once, each leaving a tiny cut as it passes."
"Ouch. That sounds horridly unpleasant."
He lowered his head, regarded me from underneath his lashes. "Someday you'll figure out I'm not like other guys."
"Actually, I figured that out a while back."
"Nothing and no one interests me besides you. ~ Darynda Jones

'Betrayed' starts off with Shane Gallagher rescuing Elena Reyes and a group of hostages from a madman with a gun. And as the story progresses and Shane's feelings for Elena blossom, his urge to protect her grows. ~ Ruth Glick

Trust your words ~ Ally Condie

Hate is a word that doesn't hurt but the word I love you hurts when taken advantage ~ Sofia Reyes

I studied him as he studied me. Something came out of that dimension. It looked like my husband. Smelled like him. Felt like him. But the being standing in a pool of billowing black smoke was not the man I married. He was a feral version of him. A beast.
This truly was Rey'azikeen. ~ Darynda Jones

And I do not know how I can feel this much pain and survive, and at the same time know how much I have to live. ~ Ally Condie

The bed was swathed in black cotton; turning her head, Danika saw that she was draped by a half-clothed man. He possessed skin of chocolate and honey, taut muscle and ripped sinew. No hair marred his chest, but there was a menacing butterfly tattoo that stretched from one shoulder to the other and up his neck. Menacing butterfly - two words that could be used together to describe only one man. Reyes. "Oh, ~ Gena Showalter

It's very important that we keep these special, wild places. It defines the United States. Imagine our country without our national parks and our monuments. Here in California, imagine if you didn't have in Southern Cal the Channel Islands or the great Highway 1, Big Sur up to Point Reyes up to the Redwood country. ~ Douglas Brinkley

Fear isn't what scares, it's reality that does scare ~ Sofia Reyes

I never thought I might become famous. It takes getting used to. ~ Jose Reyes

You're a crazy woman, looking for an honest liar.
Kyra to Rey (Reyes) ~ Ava Gray

The one thing I've always liked about that boy. As much as I hate his body language screaming he owns you, with him next to you ain't no one gonna mess with my little girl.It may as well be written on his chest in neon lights. ~ Elizabeth Reyes

The lucky ones died in the blasts. They were spared the fate of starvation, cannibalism, rape and slaughter. Where a man could be killed over half-eaten can of corn. ~ Joe Reyes

One of the hardest lessons in life is letting go.Whether it's guilt,anger,love,loss or betrayal.Change is never easy.We fight to hold on and we fight to let go.If you've been hurt until it breaks your soul into pieces,your perspective in life will definitely change, and no one and nothing in this world could ever hurt you again. ~ Mareez Reyes

Patience is very important, especially at the plate. ~ Jose Reyes

I read old poems I wrote. They were all about you. ~ Sheen Francis Reyes

As I feel this life growing and moving inside of me, all of a sudden everything else is not as important. There's a level of perspective that is changing. ~ Judy Reyes

I'm hitting the shower," Reyes said, nodding to Ubbie.
"Don't hit George." I scowled at him. His shower was magnificent. I'd named him George because he just did'nt look like a Tom, Dick or Harry. "What did he ever do to you? ~ Darynda Jones

I try not to pay much attention to what people say-I just try to concentrate on the game. ~ Jose Reyes

He bit down, welding his teeth together as he tried to explain. "I didn't want you to see... my world. I never wanted you to see where I came from. And I damned sure didn't want you to see me in that place. To see the monster."

How ridiculous and vulnerable he could be over the craziest things. I wanted to kick him. But mostly I wanted to rip off his clothes because that was the sexiest thing I'd ever seen. Reyes walking through smoke and ash, literally made of fire, his body startlingly powerful, his allure breathtaking.

His lids narrowed as he tried to read my emotions. Or maybe he'd already read them and thought he misunderstood. Stepping closer, braced both hands on the wall beside my head. Then he bent until his mouth was inches from mine. "You really are a god," he said, in awe of me when he had no idea the depths of my astonishment, of my awe of him.

"And you really were created in the fires of sin."

"You're repulsed?"

"Oh yes," I said, curling my fingers into the hem of his shirt and coaxing him closer. "Completely. ~ Darynda Jones

I tried to roll out of Reyes's arms. He tightened his hold. I tried to lift an arm off me, but he clasped his fingers, essentially locking me in. "Reyes," I said, stifling a giggle, "I know you're awake. You can give up the game." "Never," he said into his pillow. ~ Darynda Jones

The most important things in life can't be bought. ~ Elizabeth Reyes

I should be with Ky in the infirmary. i should be with Xander in prinson. I should be sorting for a cure. can only try to do all three and hope these pieces of myself are enough to find something that can make me whole ~ Ally Condie

Yes, Reyes mentioned Aias." Lucien made no move in her direction. "Why did you slay him?" She lifted one of her shoulders in a casual shrug. Inside, though, she was anything but serene. The memory of her clash with Aias was not a pretty one. What could have been, what could have happened, still sometimes haunted her. "He wanted to fuck me, and I didn't want him to. He decided to go ahead and do it, anyway, so I decided he'd look good with a hole in his chest." Lucien ~ Gena Showalter

There is a fine line between love and hate, or haven't you heard? Sometimes it's hard to decipher exactly which emotion is strongest."
I raised my chin. "I don't love you either."
He lowered his head and watched me from underneath his dark lashes. "Are you certain? Because the emotion pouring out of you every time I'm near you is certainly not disinterest."
"That doesn't mean it's love."
"It could be, I promise you. Take off that sweater and give me ten minutes, and you'll believe beyond a shadow of a doubt you're in love. ~ Darynda Jones

I brought out the most powerful tool I had in my arsenal. "If you resist," I said into Reyes's ear, "I'll be forced to Taser you."
He looked at what I had in my hand. "That's a phone."
"I have an app. You'll probably experience nerve damage. Slight memory loss. ~ Darynda Jones

We all are Hypocrites the biggest one is the one saying he or she isn't ~ Sofia Reyes

Having Reyes so near is painful. I think it has apoplexy."
"Do you even know what that means?"
"No, but it sounds serious. Like Ebola. Or hives ~ Darynda Jones

As the emergency personnel and squad cars descended on Pier Three that bitter afternoon, the same questions bounced from radio to radio.

"What is Superman doing here?"

"Why had the Man of Steel taken time to recover the body of a fifty-year-old Costa Rican Newspaper Man who never had been or done anything important?"

Because not a single one of us is background noise. Because when one of us disappears… Someone should notice.

Every person is a star. A Life. A Heart. A Voice. And when a voice is silenced by darkness another must rise to see that justice is done.

Valentin Reyes, survived by his daughter, Maribella, was buried last Saturday at a small service, attended by three. ~ Joe Kelly

When he finally opened his eyes he saw her sit up
and smile at him. She was beautiful, her dark hair was
tousled, and her green eyes glimmered. God have mercy.
He'd died and gone to heaven. ~ Elizabeth Reyes

I don't know. You just seem different now. Distant. Like you have PTSD.
I knew from where I spoke. My TSD got P'd when I was tortured by a monster named Earl. ~ Darynda Jones

Paris answered for him. "Last time he spread the flashing love, Reyes threw up all over his shirt. I never laughed so hard in my life. Lucien, though, has no sense of humor and vowed never to take us again."
"I'm surprised you didn't mention the part where you fainted," Lucien said wryly.
Strider chortled. "Oh, man. You fainted? What a baby!"
"Hey," Paris said, frowning at Lucien. "I told you I hit my head midflash."
Lucien ~ Gena Showalter

They walked to the doors, and she unlocked them. Before she could say anything, I began the show.

"Garrett! Oh, my God!" I rushed forward and threw my arms around him. "What happened? Who did this?"

"I was mugged."

"Do we say mugged in Albuquerque?"

He glared at me.

"I'm so sorry. I'll take you to the hospital."

Disappointment lined the guard's face. But it quickly transformed into confusion. "Wait, I thought you said your name was Reyes. Reyes Farrow."

After I gaped at him for an eternity, an eternity in which he struggled to conceal [a] mischievous grin, I turned back to her. "It is. It's Reyes Garrett Farrow. Not Reyes Alexander Farrow." I snorted and waved a dismissive hand. "That's another guy altogether."

She wrinkled her forehead in suspicion.

"Gotta go," I said, hurrying him along. "Have to get this man to a hospital for multiple stab wounds."

"He was stabbed?" she asked with a concerned gasp.

"Not yet, but the night is young. ~ Darynda Jones

I hate fucking pussies like that." Felix reached out and shook Hector's hand. "Good for you, man. I would've cracked him too." He turned and pointed at Abel. "Let me know if you need help with that. I'll donate to the cause. We'll call it 'Cracking Down on Future Fucking Douchebag Wife Beaters of the World.' Can't think of a better charity. ~ Elizabeth Reyes

When the bombs fell, it wasn't a war; it was an obliteration. No one had any idea who shot first or why. ~ Joe Reyes

Like everyone, there are times when I just don't feel like exercising. When that happens, I'm a bit more careful with my diet. But on days I really want a treat, like chocolate, I work out a little harder. I don't believe in beating myself up for not being 'good.' ~ Judy Reyes

I spotted Mr. Reyes Farrow standing next to his stunning '70 Plymouth 'Cuda. Classic. Dark. And all muscle. The car was hot, too. ~ Darynda Jones

Should I leave you two alone?" he asked, changing the subject.

"He's taken," I said, accepting the fact that forgiving himself was something Reyes didn't do. "Osh. By someone very special."

"And who might that be?"

This might be a little hard for him to swallow. Tact was definitely in order. Or I could just blurt it out and watch his expression go from content to disbelief to horror to a bristly, murderous kind of fury. I chose door number two. "He's destined to be with our daughter."

Reyes's expression slowly changed from content to disbelief to horror to a bristly, murderous kind of fury. "Oh, hell, no." He shot to his feet. "A Daeva? Are you fucking kidding me?"

Just like a dad.

"Yes, a Daeva. But I wouldn't dismiss him so offhandedly."

He whirled around and scowled. Not really at me. Just in general. "What do you mean?"

I pressed one corner of my mouth together in thought. "Okay, you know how I was the grim reaper all of my life, then suddenly I'm also this god from another dimension? And how you're the son of Satan all your life, then suddenly you're a god from this dimension? Who does that? Our lives are so weird. I think that maybe Osh is something else, too." I traced one of the dark lines on his face. "I think there's more than meets the eye. I see greatness in him, Reyes. I see a power beyond our imaginings. I see him giving his life for our daughter."

"Oh." He sat bac ~ Darynda Jones

The way the two of them look at each other is like touching. ~ Ally Condie

I like triples-when I hit a ball in the gap, all I think about is a triple. ~ Jose Reyes

He didn't say a word and she didn't ask anything else, just ran her fingers through his hair until his breathing began to calm. Without letting go of her or even pulling away to face her he finally whispered against her ear, "Please don't leave me. I promise I'll try harder." Slowly he pulled away and their eyes met. "I'm nothing without you, Izzy. ~ Elizabeth Reyes

You realize that by summoning me here, you signed your own death warrant." Demons were nothing to take lightly. I'd seen what they were capable of, but I also knew they were no match against the light that shone inside me. "I do," it said, and I fought to place the language we were speaking. I knew it was ancient. Possibly the first language ever spoken in the universe. "Unless we sign yours first." "Is that what you think will happen here?" "Dutch," Reyes said into my ear, "stop playing with your dinner. ~ Darynda Jones