Sandra Brown Quotes

I have a healthy respect for gravity. The ground is always there, trying to pull you down. It's the most important thing to keep in mind. ~ Sandra Brown

died. But he couldn't take the ~ Sandra Brown

In order to win everything, a woman must know to lose. ~ Sandra Brown

I've got your back, Doc. You can count on it. I would kill them before I let them touch you. ~ Sandra Brown

Doubts could cripple the thoughts of a reasonable man ~ Sandra Brown

Even knowing the ending was sad, I wouldn't have deprived myself the beauty of the story. ~ Sandra Brown

For each book, there's a back story of where the idea came from. Sometimes it's derived from a current event or topic of discussion. Often it begins with a character. And often, I have NO idea what sparked the idea. It's just there. ~ Sandra Brown

When the retching stopped, he assisted her to stand upright and backed her into the car ~ Sandra Brown

Did you find Jesus? ~ Sandra Brown

He gave, took, told her with every stroke what he hadn't been able to convey with words, communicated what he'd felt from the moment he saw her enter the courtroom, and knew, in that instant, that he'd been blessed and doomed in the same heartbeat. ~ Sandra Brown

Beware of women in white who look and move and talk like goddesses. Sooner or later there 'll be hell to pay. ~ Sandra Brown

Fine. He had let her indulge in her hobby, while he'd indulged in his, and right now his was clenching her soft thighs against his pumping hips. He gave one last push and came. He wasn't sure Alice did, but she was better than Emory at faking it. ~ Sandra Brown

An affair? Jeff?"
"You think it's beyond him?"
"No, I just can't imagine him working up enough emotion or blood flow to get hard. ~ Sandra Brown

You must allow yourself a few small failures and develop a capacity to forgive yourself when you make a mistake. ~ Sandra Brown

He'd been such a solid presence beside her, Strong, warm, vibrant. So different from that form beneath the sheet in the mougue ~ Sandra Brown

I love being the bad guy, simply because I was always so responsible, so predictable growing up. ~ Sandra Brown

What people aren't looking for, they rarely see. ~ Sandra Brown

Nobody speaks smut to my wife and gets away with it. ~ Sandra Brown

She kissed his eyebrow. "Not I. ~ Sandra Brown

As a virginal preteen, and as a woman who'd taken lovers, she had daydreamed about kissing Denton Carter. While writing her book, specifically the sex scenes between him and Susan, it hadn't been her sister he was kissing, caressing, and taking with adolescent fervor. It had been her. The fantasies had left her aroused, but irritated with herself. Surely her imagination embellished how good lovemaking with him would be.
But now she realized that her daydreams had actually been tepid. His kiss was delicious and darkly erotic. It delivered. It promised more. And the substance of what it promised made her wet, feverish, and needy. ~ Sandra Brown

He had to admit: She'd got to him. This demure second-grade schoolteacher, who'd been faithful to her husband, but who had fucked him with the same fervor with which she'd fought him two days ago, had crawled under his mean ol' hide. ~ Sandra Brown

His gut was stitched up good and tight, but that didn't prevent it from flopping. He wiped his damp palms on the legs of his jeans and stood up shakily, leaning heavily on his cane.
He called himself a masochist for putting himself through this torture day after day.
He braced himself for the disappointment of having to go home alone.
He braced himself for happiness like he'd never known in his entire life.
He watched the door they would come through. ~ Sandra Brown

He won't hurt me. I have a secret weapon. ~ Sandra Brown

The intensity of his expression caused her to tentatively ask, "What?"
"I've never been a big fan of the missionary position."
Not quite sure how to respond to that, she said simply, "Oh."
"I preferred making it any other way."
"Why?"
"Because it didn't have anything to do with getting off."
"What didn't?"
"Looking into the woman's face." He murmured the statement as though puzzled by it.
Her throat grew tight. She reached up and stroked his cheek. "You wanted to look into mine? ~ Sandra Brown

If I could have you after every nightmare, I'd have ten a night. ~ Sandra Brown

Love was a word that poets and songwriters used. They vested the emotion with tremendous powers over the human heart and mind, but they were wrong. it didn't transform lives like the saccharine lyrics claimed it could. ~ Sandra Brown

And the longer she holds out, the more you want it, and the more you want it, the blinder you get. There is a direct correlation, you know, between a stiff dick and blind stupidity. ~ Sandra Brown

If you loved people, you might hurt them, dissapoint them, anger them, but you never, ever, dishonored them. ~ Sandra Brown

You don't have to give me flowers, Coburn. You don't even have to hold me. Let me hold you. - Honor Gillette ~ Sandra Brown

(Honor)"You had told me that if you didn't return within a few minutes of ten o'clock, I was to drive away and get as far from Tambour as possible. So, for all you knew, that's what I had done. After nearly dying in that explosion, with a burn on your shoulder, and your hair singed, you could have run in any given direction in order to get away, but you didn't. When you found me on the railroad tracks, you were racing back to the garage. To me."
He didn't say anything, but his jaw tensed.
She smiled and moved closer to him, aligning her body along his. "You don't have to give me flowers, Coburn. You don't even have to hold me." She laid her head on his chest just below his chin. Her hand curved around his neck. "Let me hold you. ~ Sandra Brown

While we try to find out what happened to her, there's something you should keep in mind."
Jess arched a brow. "Oh?"
"If Hayes Bannock has your wife, you probably top his shit list. Be afraid. ~ Sandra Brown

People don't care how smart woman is as long as she's charming and gay and pretty. ~ Sandra Brown

Rosa wasn't far from wrong. In her naked loveliness, she appeared to be an angel.
But Jared was mortal, and he wanted her as he had never wanted a woman before. He carefully lowered his head and kissed the pulse in her throat. Then his lips traveled with a blissful laziness over her breasts, nibbling and licking lightly so she wouldn't ever know that he had worshiped at this temple of her body. She was forbidden to him. It was a self-imposed denial, but that made it even more binding. ~ Sandra Brown

Should men and women be equal in all things? Absolutely. But I'm old-fashioned in that I like the differences between the sexes. My male characters are neither Neanderthals nor Prince Charmings. They're flawed. ~ Sandra Brown

In the earl days of their marriage he had discussed with her every aspect of his workday. They'd discussed their hopes and dreams in whispers so as not to awaken the children sleeping in the next room.
Over the years, other obligations had pulled at them, sometimes taking precedence over this quiet pillow talks. Nancy missed them and longed for the days when he had valued her opinion above all others. He still did, she was sure; he just didn't ask for it as frequently as he had before his success was assured. ~ Sandra Brown

From that she went directly into two minutes ~ Sandra Brown

Ah, but being in love made you mean and crazy. Love made you act like a fool even when you knew you were acting like a fool and couldn't help yourself from acting like a fool. ~ Sandra Brown

Put your hands on me. Pretend this means something - Lee Coburn ~ Sandra Brown

The F word turns me on, she whispered.
The F word?
Food
He threw back his head and laughed. It rumbled up out of his chest and felt so good it startled him. For the first time in years,his laughter was spontaneous. It wasn`t tinged with bitterness and cynicism. ~ Sandra Brown

His entire aspect was menacing, starting with his chilling eyes and the pronounced bone structure of his face. He was tall and lean, but the skin on his arms was stretched over muscles that looked as taut as whipcord. The backs of his hands were bumpy with strong veins. His clothes and hair had snagged natural debris - twigs, sprigs of moss, small leaves. He seemed indifferent to all that, just as he did to the mud caked on his boots and the legs of his jeans. He smelled of the swamp, of sweat, of danger. ~ Sandra Brown

He'd wanted to die on the spot, but he had the rotten luck of living through it. ~ Sandra Brown

I came to write after several mini careers. I did live theatre, managed a cosmetics store and was a local television personality. ~ Sandra Brown

Extraordinary beauty can be a curse to the one who possesses it. one pays a dear price for fame and fortune ~ Sandra Brown

He lifted his gaze to the framed photograph of Tanya and him taken on their wedding day. God, she had been lovely. Her smile had come through her eyes straight from her heart. He had known unequivocally that she loved him. He believed to this day that she had died knowing that he loved her. How could she not know? He had dedicated his life to never letting her doubt it. ~ Sandra Brown

...He called up the numbness with which he armed himself to get through each day. ~ Sandra Brown

I can't wait to start never seeing you again. ~ Sandra Brown

Doral asked if Coburn's neighbors had been interviewed.
"By me personally," Fred replied. "Everybody in the apartment complex knew him by sight. Women thought he was attractive in that certain kind of way."
"What certain kind of way?"
"Wished they could fuck him, but considered him bad news."
"That's a 'way'?"
"Of course that's a 'way.' ~ Sandra Brown

It takes far less courage to cling to the past than it does to face the future. ~ Sandra Brown

Dispensing with the frivolity, he kissed her meaningfully. When at last he pulled away, her troubled expression alarmed him. "What?"
"Be careful, Hammond."
"No one will know I was here."
She shook her head. "Not that."
"Then what?"
"You may have to put me on trial for my life. Please be careful that you don't make me fall in love with you first. ~ Sandra Brown

Jared hadn't planned it, had never even thought about it, but he couldn't control taking complete possession of her mouth with a bruising kiss. He wanted to insult her, to further humiliate her, to shatter her damned poise. But her body was so female, her lips so soft, warm, virginal, that what had been hurtful and brutal became tender, seeking, questioning. ~ Sandra Brown

Lauren could smell the starch that kept Jared's shirtfront crisp, which blended intoxicatingly with tobacco and champagne. When he spoke in confidential tones to the silly woman, Lauren could feel the vibration of his voice in his chest. The bank director's wife moved away, and still Jared retained his possessive hold on her. His hand trembled slightly as his thumb moved upward and lightly stroked the side of her breast. Or did she only imagine it? Lauren thought she would die from the constriction in her chest that pounded up into her throat and sought release in a small moan.
Another guest walked toward them. Slowly, reluctantly, the strong fingers were withdrawn, leaving behind an imprint on Lauren's skin as scorching as a brand. ~ Sandra Brown

But owning the pain, running through it, overcoming it, was a matter of self-will and discipline. ~ Sandra Brown

He took a long time to answer. I asked which of her brothers had fathered the baby. She told me it could have been either. ~ Sandra Brown

From something as simple as what goes in to a good meatloaf to the not so simple - religion, culture, how you should vote, every damn thing you think or believe, your reactions, your behavior - were partially shaped by who and what your parents were. ~ Sandra Brown

And then he pressed into her. First his thighs, then his middle, his chest, and finally his mouth. She made a whimpering sound, but its definition was unclear even to her, until she realized that her arms had gone around him instinctually, and that she was clutching his back, his shoulders, her hands restless and greedy for the feel of him.
He kissed her openmouthed, using his tongue, and when she kissed back, she felt the hum that vibrated deep inside his chest. It was the kind of hungry sound she hadn't heard in a long time. Masculine and carnal, it thrilled and aroused her. ~ Sandra Brown

People adjust their behavior to fit the society they live in. They integrate because they have to. But what they are on the inside doesn't change. ~ Sandra Brown

That all any of us has to give is our best. if we do that. we succeed, no matter what the outcome. ~ Sandra Brown

Her fingers dug into the flesh of his hips as his own passion peaked. His face was buried in her neck and her skin felt his rapid, moist breath as he chanted her name.
He didn't leave her. He couldn't forsake the paradise just yet. Nestled within her body, he raised himself on his elbows and looked down at her. Tenderly he kissed each feature of her face.
"Is this possible?" she breathed, referring to the enormity of her rapture.
"Yes, yes," he murmured against her lips.
He raised his head and his eyes searched her face once again. His expression was difficult to define, but it closely resembled love. ~ Sandra Brown

I loved Eddie. You know that, Stan. He'll be enshrined in my heart until I draw my last breath. But he can't be enshrined in my life. I've got to let go and move on. So do you. ~ Sandra Brown

Lauren whirled her head around so quickly that the motion hurt her neck. Jared's hand came up and clamped the hat more firmly over his face. He adjusted his long body to another position, contracting and relaxing muscles that Lauren didn't know existed. But then, she had never seen a masculine physique like this before. His languid movements were repelling and thrilling at the same time. It was like watching some pagan god who was beautiful even in his decadence. ~ Sandra Brown

He braced himself for happiness like he'd never known in his entire life. ~ Sandra Brown

gave a sharp cry of realization just as hands, which she had ~ Sandra Brown

What do you want? What are you willing to give up to get it? Writing requires you make sacrifices. Be prepared to work hard to be a writer. ~ Sandra Brown

Lucky Tyler: "Yeah, you're here, looking more like the preacher's wife come calling than an overnight alibi. Who's gonna believe I tumbled you?" The devil in him was kicking up his heels, goading him to say things he knew damn well would rub her the wrong way. But he felt he was justified in being ornery. He didn't particularly like her attitude either.
Devon Haines:"What did you expect me to wear? A negligee?"
Lucky Tyler: "I
~ Sandra Brown

During the opening credits, he said, "We're in the back row. Want to just mess around instead?" She looked across at him, and he grinned. "It's been hours, after all."
"Half that time you've been furious with me."
"Doesn't mean I don't want to jump your bones. ~ Sandra Brown

Don't be afraid of loving this man, Maria had told her. Don't be afraid. Her slender fingers closed around the warm shaft with its velvet skin stretched smooth. Gently her fingers played over him, curious, wondering fingers, fingers made exultant by their discoveries.
Reflexively Jared arched his back. His head went back in a gesture of exquisite feeling. Then his chin lowered and he was searching her face again. His golden eyes shone bright with emotion. "Touch me, Lauren. Touch me until I die from the pleasure of it. Know all of me." His voice was breathy and uneven. ~ Sandra Brown

I'm sure you could have. Fending off unwanted male attention is a skill every attractive woman must acquire. But you're also a lady who was reluctant to cause a scene.. (Hammond Cross) ~ Sandra Brown

I think of my books now as suspense novels, usually with a love story incorporated. They're absolutely a lot harder to write than romances. They take more plotting and real character development. ~ Sandra Brown

If you wanted to kill me, why haven't you smothered me in my sleep?" "No sport in that." She gestured towards the ceiling. "Can I expect to be strung up on that bar and gutted like a deer?" He looked up at the bar and frowned. "Too much sport. Lots of heave-hoeing. Big mess to clean up after. Instead, why don't you just drink the poison-laced whiskey?" He extended the glass toward her again and when she didn't move he said, "No? Okay then." He shot the drink. She might not want the edge taken off but he sure as hell did. ~ Sandra Brown

Women readers aren`t turned on by nice heroes any more than male readers lust after heroines who are too virtuous.There should be at least a hint,maybe even a promise, of corruptibility. ~ Sandra Brown

Can we talk?"
"Fuck off."
"Good. You're willing to cooperate. ~ Sandra Brown

Failure can become nourishment if we are willing to get curious, show up vulnerable and human, and put rising strong into practice. (P.214) ~ Brene Brown

We can't opt out of the uncertainty, risk, and emotional exposure that's woven through our daily experiences. Life is vulnerable. ~ Brene Brown

Salvation is a word for the divine spaciousness that comes to human beings in all the tight places where their lives are at risk, regardless of how they got there or whether they know God's name. Sometimes it comes as an extended human hand and sometimes as a bolt from the blue, but either way it opens a door in what looked for all the world like a wall. This is the way of life, and God alone knows how it works. ~ Barbara Brown Taylor

Don't judge those who try and fail. Judge only those who fail to try. ~ H. Jackson Brown, Jr.

We talking about revolution because that's the era that you're caught in. ~ H. Rap Brown

Sometimes a high moon, liquid-brilliant, scudded across a hollow space and took cover under electric, brown-iridescent cloud-edges. ~ D.H. Lawrence

Inspirations never go in for long engagements; they demand immediate marriage to action. ~ Brendan Francis Brown

My birthday is in March, and that year it fell during an especially bright spring week, vivid and clear in the narrow residential streets where we lived just a handful of blocks south of Sunset. The night-blooming jasmine that crawled up our neighborhood's front gate released its heady scent at dusk, and to the north, the hills rolled charmingly over the horizon, houses tucked into the brown. Soon, daylight savings time would arrive, and even at early nine, I associated my birthday with the first hint of summer, with the feeling in classrooms of open windows and lighter clothing and in a few months no more homework. My hair got lighter in spring, from light brown to nearly blond, almost like my mother's ponytail tassel. In the neighborhood gardens, the agapanthus plants started to push out their long green robot stems to open up to soft purples and blues. ~ Aimee Bender

She pulls on her heavy boots and carries the water bucket past the rose bushes, past the herb garden, and back to the barn behind the house. Her steps kick up the scents of herbs: thyme, mint, and lemon balm. The plants send up new stems each year from the roots that survived the winter and grew up again along the path. The perfumed walk is a mystical part of her world. Walking here is her favorite part of mornings. Sometimes, this is the highlight of her day. ~ J.J. Brown

I shrug and shuffle my toe across the carpet in front of me, feeling silly. "So? It's a compliment being like you."
All the humor evaporates from his face and his honey-brown eyes. Within seconds he has me in his arms and he hugs me like I'm the most important thing in the world to him. "Don't ever change, Callie Lawrence," he whispers in my hair. "Promise me you won't. ~ Jessica Sorensen

I stared at Greta's back. At her matted hair, decorated with brown torn leaves and dirt. What was happening to my sister? What if I'd never come? How long would she have stayed hidden in those cool, damp leaves? How long before she woke up alone and scared, with nothing but the howling of wolves to keep her company? ~ Carol Rifka Brunt

I must learn better than them, not simply beat them. That is how I will help Reds. I am a boy. I am foolish. But if I learn to become a leader, I can be more than an agent of the Sons of Ares. I can give my people a future. That is what Eo wanted. Deep ~ Pierce Brown

their son. Sandra did not know ~ Mary Higgins Clark

I have a creative mind, so if I listen to the song, I have an idea, I thought of five or six months ago, I'll bring it back into the playing field. I can tweak ideas or make them better. Just come up with something and then we go from there. ~ Chris Brown

Remember, America: organization will set you free. ~ Alton Brown

Chris Brown is brilliant. That cat is crazy brilliant, and I wish him the best. ~ Anita Baker

Praise, Praise, Praise a child for the good they commit and the wrongs they rectify. ~ Asa Don Brown

The power that religion has is that you think nothing is random: If there's a tragedy in my life, that's God testing me or sending me a message. ~ Dan Brown

I, John Brown, am now quite certain that the crimes of this guilty land will never be purged away but with Blood. ~ John Mason Brown

Tennis is physical chess. ~ Rita Mae Brown

Let's draw the boundary early not wait until it's obvious like Hitler's Germany and insist that the state shall never, never, take the life of a person! ~ Jerry Brown

In sports, as in love, one can never pretend. ~ Rita Mae Brown

A dozen deer stood in the pasture right across the fence. The big buck held his head proud and tall, antlers gathering snow as he watched over his harem.
"Isn't he majestic?" She turned around so she could keep an eyes on him longer.
"Not as majestic as you look in that coat," he said.
"It's a work coat, for God's sake, Finn, and that's a horrible pickup line."
"Just stating facts. ~ Carolyn Brown

At the end of your days, be leaning forwards, not falling backwards. ~ H. Jackson Brown, Jr.

In some cases, managers and employees have secured pensions beyond their original base salary. It is wrong, the people doing it know it's wrong, and we have to put an end to it. ~ Jerry Brown

I felt Michael Jackson was inspired a little bit more from the elegance of a Fred Astaire. Michael loved Sammy Davis, Jr. and James Brown and Judy Garland and Fred Astaire. But he wasn't any of those people. To be inspired is one thing, but he made it all his own. ~ Kenny Ortega

True patriotism is not worship of our nation but rather, in the light of our worship of the God of justice, to conform our nation's ways of justice. ~ Robert McAfee Brown

You have to live in the future, not the past. ~ Gordon Brown

Stop being scared of the unknown, because anything I worried about didn't happen. Other stuff happened. The unknown, we can't do anything about, ~ Sandra Bullock